THE DARKEST HOPE

Chapter 39 A Bitter Surprise

Chapter 39

A Bitter Surprise

Jimin entered through the brightly lit entrance of the Kim residence and blinked rapidly against the glistening chandeliers while waiting for his eyesight to adjust from the darkness outside. His look roamed quickly around the spacious hall not failing to notice the excessive splendor bordering full out tasteless display of wealth.

The hall itself golden and shiny, was filled completely with all kind of exquisitely dressed people. The women wore remarkable dresses in all the brighter and shinier colors. Walking around like flowers from some human garden they were all red, pink, purple, blue, green and yellow. Some even glistened in silver and gold. The skirts were long and heavy, dragging behind their bearers like the petals of a turned head down rose, or the waves of the sunset sea, shushing quietly as the fabric dragged across the marble floor. Other dresses were shortly cut or transparent, revealing much more than anyone wanted to see or even much more than the owner intended to show at first place. The spread out cleavages, see through nipples and other slightly or heavily accented body parts were flashing constantly at random in the desperate attempt to attract more attention with their deliberate existence.

Amongst this unique female bouquet the men were also noticeable with their black costumes, neatly tied bow-ties and important posture, walking slowly around, like some black fed up crows at a graveyard.

Everybody was behaving politely, laughing or discussing something with a focused impression. Servants with white, trim uniforms were swimming skillfully in this sea of people and were expertly juggling with trays of food and alcohol, ready to satisfy their every request. This, under the sounds of the cheerful yet classy orchestra, situated in the far end of the hall made everything look like some colorful ridiculous cacophony.

"I can't believe that you made me wear that thing!" Suga's voice startled Jimin and he dragged his attention away from the guest of the party towards his distressed friend. The sight made him curl his lips in a tiny amused smile.

The hunter was struggling to adjust the bow-tie or maybe just tear it off his neck, whichever came first. The torment on his face was obvious.

"That fucked up... Damn..."

"Come here, I'll help you." Jimin approached Yoongi and carefully adjusted the naughty accessory, fixed the collar of his shirt and helped him with stretching his coat a little. "There, everything is great, don't worry."

"Umm, thanks..." Suga murmured darkly. "I just wish that I felt as great... These clothes imitate body trap. I feel like suffocating the entire time."

"They have a dress code in here, you know. We didn't have much improvisation considering the clothes."

Suga huffed annoyed something under his nose and his eyes ran across Jimin's frame. At the sight his annoyance dispersed a little. His friend looked better than ever. The dark, elegant suit he was wearing matched perfectly his slender shoulders and outlined perfectly the line of his back. The trousers were tightly fitted and dropped just above the line of his shoes. Jimin, standing there, his golden hair shiny under the glitter of the bright lights looked so handsome and young, filled with strength and some internal light.

"You look damn good..." Yoongi managed to say.

"Thanks." Jimin smiled and his gaze returned back to studying the hall.

Some of the guests were turning towards Jimin already, smiling in his direction, pointing secretly towards him, whispering in each other's years. Yes, they too had noticed that handsome man who just walked in. The hunter suddenly felt a small jolt of pride.