Attraction

Part Fifteen

****italics means is said in Korean****

The music had began to pound within the walls off the club. And just like what Jungkook said, Latin music, mostly trap was bouncing off the walls.

Vannozzo leaned over to Namjoon who was sitting beside him, leaned close to his ear. Namjoon noticed the fact that Vannozzo was a little taller than him. His cologne smelled clean and fresh. Namjoon liked it.

"The girls already signaled me they want drinks."

"Are you sure? They haven't eaten properly." Vannozzo laughed, actually threw his head backwards as his body shook.

"Namjoon, four of them are from Latin American, I promise you, these people drink at kid's birthday parties. They can hold their alcohol."

Namjoon still looked at him concerned. Vannozzo patted Namjoon's back and gave him a squeeze then leaned over again.

"C'mom, let's go get our girls and boys drinks." Namjoon felt his body become hot at his words. He liked how that sounded. It didn't bother him Vannozzo laid a claim on his husbands and as much as he didn't want to admit it, he liked the idea of Maria, Antônia, Nyala and Aila being his girls, especially that long haired beauty in the dress.

He liked them, more than usually. More than what he should for how long he's actually known them. He also knew the others felt the same.

It was refreshing to find people who felt genuine about being their friends, and not friends of BTS.

They both got up from table and walked towards the bar, signaling their soulmates they would be right back. Vannozzo followed behind Namjoon, already feeling the stares on them. Few people had began to recognize Namjoon. They had began to whisper and take second looks as Namjoon strolled through with no care.

Vannozzo caught the eye of a few females devouring the younger. They would be stupid to think they had a chance with any of them. He decided to get closer to Namjoon, arms brushing together.

One thing about Vannozzo, he's territorial. He defends what he cares about with his last breath. Having spent the last four days with them has only amplified how much he cares for Aila. All seven are an extension of her, puzzle pieces fitting perfectly together to create one picture, and so far, he's falling in love with what the picture looks like.

Vannozzo and his soulmates figured out Aila's soul was compatible with theirs, but having the chance to experience everyone's chemistry felt like a dream. Although he would have to talk to Brian. Vannozzo caught the side glances he threw the seven soulmates. However he understands. As great as it is to spend time together, if anything does happen, Aila is his priority. But for now, he's not going to question having the golden opportunity to indulge himself.

"What should we get them to drink?" Namjoon questioned. Vannozzo looked around as some people stared at them. Namjoon seemed to not have noticed. Or maybe he just knew how to block people by now.

"These girls drink tequila. Do they have any?"

"They should, not much variety. Mostly Jose Cuervo." Vannozzo nodded. It'll do. They'll just end up mixing anyways.

"Ok let's get thirteen shots of tequila and four bottles of soju to start off." Namjoon leaned over the counter and told the bartender the order and to be bring up to their table. He was getting ready to swipe his left wrist when Vannozzo grabbed his hand.

"Let me pay. We want to treat you guys tonight." Vannozzo raised his left wrist and held it up to the floating screen in front of them. The screen automatically read his info chip, which included all his contact information and payment information.