Who Are You? [] PJM & MYG YoonMin []

☆Seventeen: Old Friends☆

"Are you sure about this?" Namjoon asked as he entered Hoseok and Jimin's room.
Jimin looked up after sliding on his jacket, "Yeah I'm sure. It's the only way to help him."
"Even when it means giving up on your future?" Taehyung asked as he and Jungkook followed shortly behind Namjoon.
"Yoongi-hyung is my future," Jimin replied, ignoring the other's 'awe's' of cute approval. "How do I look?"
Hoseok smiled, "Like a big boy!"
Jimin laughed, "Alright.... Let's go."

The six of them, dressed in their best suits, headed towards the luxury van waiting for them outside the gate. The leather interior was just as extravagant as the exterior. Jimin watched as Jin held Namjoon's hands to keep him from touching- and possibly breaking- something. Taehyung and Jungkook were enamored with the amenities the limo van offered. The duo known for embracing their inner child. Hoseok was quiet, an encouraging hand on Jimin's shoulder. But Jimin knew Hobi was worried for him. For what he was giving up.
The van parked outside of the JW Marriott Hotel in Dongdaemun Square. The five star resort practically glowing from the inside. The others stepping from the van slowly. In awe of the elegant building laid out before them. Each clearly not used to the high social status of those around them. Except Jimin, who simply seemed nervous but we'll within his element.

     Jimin took a deep breath, looking to his hyungs, "Thanks for coming guys. Let's get this night over with."
At that, the group headed inside. Following the path to the bustling ballroom.

The ballroom was filled with Seoul's richest and most elite families. Easily recognizable faces of millionaires and business moguls. Even the bright faces of popular idols and actors were scattered amongst the crowd. The room full of chatter as everyone mingled at the tables that circled the stage set in the middle against the far wall. A large banner draped across the curtains, words written in elegant caligraphy: "Park Enterprise Welcoming Banquet."
Jimin sighed, immediately stressed by the situation as his eyes scanned the room. Stopping suddenly when an all too familiar face caught his eye. Across the room, amongst a small group scattered around a table, stood HyeMi. Elegant as ever in a bright red dress. Black hair draped over her shoulder. Expensive accessories decorated her delicate frame.
"She's here," Jimin said to the others standing beside him, nodding her direction.
The others caught sight of her easily. She always stood out in any crowd.