You Were My Love

Scene 27 - Saturday

Saturday.

Still Jimin's favourite day.

But today he was feeling nervous.

This foreign affairs party looked less and less like a party in his eyes, rather more and more like a stressful exam for the entrance into a whole new world...

Hae Wong's world.

Different kind of people.

Different habits.

Different rules.

But he wanted to get to know them.

He wanted to get to know his man's world.

So he wanted to do anything to fit his man's desires.

He had paid an extremely close attention to his outfit.

"Please wear something elegant, but not too showy."

He had thoroughly examined things and had finally opted for a plain, tight fitting top – a buttoned up black silk shirt with regular fit suit pants – not skin tight, but not too wide either.

Should he wear a suit jacket too?

He didn't have time to figure out the answer : 4:50 pm.

It was time he left for their meeting point.

He would take the jacket and ask for his honey's advice.

He could always leave the jacket in the car if he didn't need it.

Jimin hurried to the bus stop.

As cars were driving closer to the shed, Jimin was visually scanning for the dove-coloured Aston Martin.

That's when he noticed a shiny, totally black Bugatti Chiron which was drawing nearer and halted in front of him.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The bus line customers and passers-by dropped their jaw and instinctively gathered around the sporty car.

The passenger door opened, and there was Hae Wong, leaning over from his cream-colored leather seat to greet Jimin.

"Hey Angel!" he beamed.

"Oh, hello Honey!" he replied with another slight look of surprise.

"Ready for the big thing?" he showed him in.

While he got in, Jimin replied "I hope so," but his mind thought "Not really..." as his fear lingered.

Now checking his Prince out, he couldn't but notice he was more elegant than ever.

His hair was carefully done in a classy style; he wore one of his best fitting black suits, with a white shirt, and a black bowtie, all of which gave him a little "dressed to kill" - James Bond touch.

He was simply breathtaking.

The dancer couldn't prevent himself from looking at him.

"Do you like what you see?" Hae Wong asked facetiously.

Jimin blushed but dared answer:

"You're amazingly hot."

Suddenly self-conscious, he got worried and asked "Am I looking OK?"

"Well, to tell you the utter truth, you're not."

Jimin suddenly felt dismayed.

What did he do wrong when he picked his outfit?

Maybe he shouldn't have chosen this shirt... Too sensual ...

"You're so not just OK sweetie ... you simply are gorgeous... " and he pecked him, looking at him fondly.

Jimin's unease vanished at that instant.

"Is that a new car?" he tried to change topics as he blushed a deep red at the previous mention.

"It's not new, but it's a bit ritzy so I'm only using it on special occasions. As you could see, it tends to attract a bit of attention...," he smiled. "Today the media will be here, so I need to show off on some PR for professional purposes," he concluded with a very manly, daring smile.

Then he stepped on the gas pedal, making the purring car rush faster into a fiercer roar.

While they were off to their destination, the politician felt the need to brief the younger one on the up-coming event.

"I take it you've never attended such an event before, have you?

The younger silently shook his head in discomfort.

He had attended such meetings with his parents, but he was a small kid way back then and didn't have to pay attention to anything apart from behaving.

"There will be an enormous amount of people. You will be introduced to a significant number of them. Even though I will hardly have time to take care of you personally, I will be watching over you all the time – so stay close to me at any time. Understood?"

"How close exactly?" he joked seductively, eyes inviting, his hand reaching for his honey's thigh.

Hae Wong's hand caressed his cheek and his neck, then squished his thigh and replied, smiling softly:

"That, Honey, will have to wait until the party is over. No public display. At all. Nor any mention of any kind. Did you hear me, Jimin-ah?"

"I heard you," he assured him, pouting at the idea of keeping their hands away from each other.

Hae Wong went on with a more serious tone.

"Do not answer any personal question or comment, whether it be from guests or all the more so from the media. Be very careful about that : some media are in disguise. Here's a technique you might find useful : if you want to avoid a question, ask another question, make an outrageous compliment, or switch topics."

"Question, compliment, switch topics! Got it!" he obediently repeated, starting to wonder at this change of atmosphere.

Boy, was he getting strict!

"Finally, be aware that there is absolutely no intimacy whatsoever in such events. Wherever you are, whatever you do, always bear in mind that someone is looking at you, so watch what you are doing closely, and never be rash."

"Lord, Hae-Wong-ah, you're starting to scare me! You sound like we're going to wage some kind of war tonight," Jimin said with furrowed brows, eyes worried, his voice straining a little.

"I'm sorry, Sunshine, but I would hate to see you taken aback and suffer from it," Hae Wong added in his low reassuring tone, some plead in his eyes.

"Poor Jimin!" He thought. He was so innocent and pure-hearted.

He had absolutely no idea of the evil that roamed around Hae Wong every day.

"Thank you for caring," Jimin cooed, eyes in a loving gaze.

Hae Wong looked fondly at his pretty angel, and a surge to protect him swelled in his heart.

He wished he could have spent the night squishing the breath out of him instead of taking him into the snake pit...

Did he really want to do that?

After a couple of minutes, he halted the car in front of the reception hall.

Too late to back up now...

------------------------------------------------------------

Please look forward to the next chapter :

Scene 28

Charming