Seven | Book 1 (An EXO fiction)

19.

~Chapter 19: Something Old, Something New~

The boy in front of me pressing his lips to my hand is entirely different from the boy I thought that he was. The boy I had learned that he was. This isn't the cute and reserved guy I'd come to know and cherish over the past few months; but even so, as much as I hate to admit it...this new persona is kind of turning me on. Like the others, he has no shirt on, but he had on black pants that seem to be made of some leather like material. His hair is pushed up out of his face, and this is the first time I've ever seen him with a hair style other than his normal bangs in face. His eyes are rimmed in kohl eyeliner and it seems like he's got on other kinds of makeup, all done perfectly to make him look as if he's glowing and flawless.

And he does.

Jongin lifts his focus from our hands and looks into my eyes for the briefest moment before he lowers his gaze once more and walks away. And in that second I saw what appeared to be relief in his irises. For what reason did he seem so relieved I have no idea.

The music continues to play around us all, and it's like Jongin is in a different place. It's like a switch flips in him and he loses himself in the music, moving as if it is playing to fit his dancing rather than him dancing to fit it.

He had said that he liked to dance, but I just thought it was like a hobby. I though he liked to dance in the same way I liked to draw.

Shitty, but it's a fun way to pass the time.

But no, this was everything but shitty. This was, I can't believe I'm actually saying it, magical. I could see him expressing himself in a way that, even after only knowing him for a short while, I knew he was rarely able to do with his words.

What made the whole thing like 10 times worse were definitely his expressions. My God his facial expressions. They were borderline erotic. I pull my attention away from the boy staling hearts on the floor to look at the women at the table and gauge their reactions; each woman he locked eyes with would squirm in her spot instinctively and nearly start to drool. He was positively hypnotizing, and had I not know that his ability was teleportation, I would have assumed his magic was contained in ability to enrapture through dance.

Because fuck, was he good at capturing the room's attention.

His eyes find mine and I'm frozen in my spot purely from the amount of emotion showing unrestrained in his beautiful eyes in this moment. Passion, sadness, lust, and others that I don't have the chance to pinpoint. Where is the innocent Jongin that I had come to adore? How is he able to be this different person all of the sudden?

The room bursts into applause and cheers causing me to jump slightly in the Queen's lap. I blink rapidly while trying to remember why I had suddenly zoned out. I look around at the cheering women and then to Jongin who is breathing deeply in the middle of the room after an obviously exhausting routine. He straightens and then bows at the waist. I catch is eyes once more and he looks at me almost apologetically. Why does he look so apologetic?

His expression shifts into a smirk directed at the entire room, and then he walks out as if he owns the room. Honestly after such a quality performance, he basically does. It seems as though thoughts of eating any more have been long forgotten. The room is full of the sounds of chairs scraping against the tiled floor as everyone gets up to leave the dining room.

After the show, many of the Gaia get up and pull their Charmers with them out of the room. The hungry look in their eyes despite just having eaten leads me to make assumptions about what they're about to go do. I can only guess what the performance has done to their hormones. Even I feel affected, but despite how much it affected me I'm not going to do anything about it. At least not with any of the many Charmers around at our "disposal". I take in a breath and internalize the feeling before pushing it away. There is no need for all of that. Now is not the time.