The night enveloped the resort in a vibrant glow, the air thick with the enticing aroma of exotic food and the laughter of guests spilling from every corner. The gentle hum of conversation mixed with the soft swish of champagne flutes and the clinking of cutlery, as the resort came alive under a sky adorned with twinkling stars.
Yet, in one of the luxurious suites tucked away from the bustle, the atmosphere felt almost magical, electrified by the sound of jazz that seemed to vibrate through the very walls.
Taehyung was a vision of elegance and carefree abandon. His figure moved fluidly in the dim light, every sway of his body a graceful reflection of the jazz rhythms that filled the room.
His feet glided effortlessly across the polished floor, his steps almost floating, as though the music had taken possession of him entirely.
One hand reached high into the air, fingers extended toward the unseen sky, while in his other hand, he held a glass of champagne loosely between his fingers. The champagne shimmered in the soft glow of the chandelier overhead, the bubbles dancing with the same enthusiasm as Taehyung’s movements.
His eyes were closed, a small, satisfied smirk playing on his lips as he lost himself in the music, the sound enveloping him like a warm embrace. His body seemed to move instinctively, every twist and turn of his hips in perfect harmony with the saxophone’s sultry notes and the gentle tap of the piano keys.
There was something about the way he carried himself.. so effortlessly, yet so intensely.. like he was performing just for the joy of it, not for an audience.
"What would I do without your smart mouth?
Drawing me in, and you kicking me out
You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down"
Mmm. Mmm.. hmmm...
Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges"
All your perfect mmm..mmmm
Give your all to me
I'll give ohhh.. mmmm..m..
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose, I'm winning
Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, oh-oh"
However, the tranquil ambiance of the room was abruptly interrupted by the sharp ringing of the doorbell.
Taehyung groaned, muttering a string of curses under his breath as he pushed himself off the couch, reluctantly dragging his feet to the door. The soft melody of music playing in the background seemed to mock his growing irritation.
Swinging the door open with a sigh, Taehyung was greeted by the sight of Jimin, who stood there looking far too relaxed for Taehyung’s current mood. Beside him was a young woman, her eyes widening slightly as they dropped to Taehyung’s bare chest and toned abs.
“Ah, Tae. This is Elena,” Jimin introduced, his finger gesturing toward the woman, who still hadn’t lifted her gaze from Taehyung’s figure.
Taehyung didn’t bother with pleasantries. His brows knitted together in a scowl as he snapped, “Aish. Get out.” Without waiting for a response, he slammed the door shut, the action reverberating through the hallway.
Jimin blinked, his mouth slightly agape as he processed what had just happened. “Huh?” he muttered, scratching his head in confusion.
“What was that?” Elena asked, her tone a mix of curiosity and offense.
Jimin exhaled deeply, shaking his head. “I think... he’s in a different mood.”
“But didn’t you say it’s a date?” Elena pressed, her brows furrowing.
