Providence of the Universe

-5

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Taehyung bites down on his lower lip. He hopes that as well. The rest of the drive goes by quickly and when they arrive, Taehyung parks in front of it, handing over his key to a valet parking driver. They get off at the same time and Taehyung tilts his head to the side when Jimin squints his eyes at him.

“I believe I’m a bit underdressed for this, Taehyung,” he points out.

Taehyung shakes his head and waves a hand in the air.

“Nonsense. You could never be underdressed,” he assures. “Plus, it’s private, I told you.”

Jimin doesn’t seem one hundred percent sure but Taehyung really did pick out a place that isn’t that fancy, just perfect for a nice and private lunch. He hopes it won’t be too overwhelming for Jimin. As he starts to overthink his decision, Jimin shrugs and smiles at him.

“Well, should we go in?” He asks.

Taehyung smiles, relieved and nods. He places his hand on the low of Jimin’s back, just briefly, before drowning both in his pockets and making his way up towards the entrance with Jimin by his side.

“Mr. Kim, good evening. A table for two?” The lady asks as they make it to the front.

He nods.

“Please.”

“Follow me,” she replies, motioning towards her right.

Jimin’s body presses closer to him as they make it through a quiet corridor. Heavy curtains separate each private room from the outside and it almost feels as if they’re alone walking down towards the last room where they’ll be having lunch.

“When did you make reservations?” Jimin asks, his voice close to Taehyung’s ear, his breath brushing against his skin and making it almost impossible to prevent the shiver from spreading across his body. “Were you so sure I would say yes?”

Taehyung shakes his head.

“I didn’t. They just know me here,” he assures. “When there are meetings, we always come here,” he explains.

Jimin hums and continues walking next to him, making sure to keep his distance. It’s funny but Taehyung misses his closeness. The few times they’ve been close have been enough to convince him that he likes it, the warmth of his body and the way in which it makes his skin tingle with excitement.

They take a seat in front of each other in the table and as soon as they’re left alone, Taehyung motions for Jimin to pick up the menu and decide what he wants to eat. The younger one’s eyes widen as soon as he opens it, thought.

“Oh,” Jimin breathes out.

“Don’t look at the prices,” Taehyung pleads. “I invited you out so I think it’s fair I pay.”

Jimin tilts his head to the side and rubs the back of his neck with his hand in what seems to be a nervous gesture.

“I mean, the prices are very high for my budget but I don’t know about how fair it is,” he mumbles.

“You can treat me next time,” Taehyung assures. “Come on, I want you to enjoy this. I told you, you deserve to be pampered.”

Jimin cocks an eyebrow. His expression shows suspicion but he doesn’t push the matter anymore, instead sighing and putting the menu down.

“I think it’s fair that you decide what we should eat, since you’re paying and it’s the first time I come here,” he says.

Taehyung nods and smiles as he leans back in his seat.