Luxuria | BTS

Part XVIII

"Et ipse faciet et omne quod est possibile ad habere eam"

-And he will do all that is possible to have her-

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"So".

Seokjin regarded you calmly, arms folded. You'd leant back against your seat, eyebrow raised and waiting for him to continue talking. Ever since Namjoon had left, you'd sensed the quiet of the room disturbed, like he had left a ruffle in the peaceful atmosphere.

"You have more questions, I suppose", Seokjin said, tilting his head, "I'm afraid they're going to have to wait".

"You probably have some for me", you replied assuredly, but he shook his head. Confused, you motioned for him to continue, regarding him with a questioning expression.

"I'd like to discuss some other things with you", his tone was poised, very much hiding something behind it, "I asked for time alone with you. I find that having others around can be... distracting, to say the least. It dims the effect".

Suspicion starting to rise, you took a moment to understand what he was implying. "You know that your hints aren't as subtle as you'd like them to be, Seokjin?". Crossing your arms, you stared at him expectantly.

He smiled. "Where's the fun in subtlety? Oh, I know, Namjoon and Yoongi certainly enjoy it, but for me...". He made a throw away gesture, gazing off to the side. "As the elder, I have to say, offensive tactics please me. Beauty is never subtle, after all. At least not mine".

Turning his head back towards you, he let the last words take effect, sun spots dancing on his face and reflecting in his eyes. His position stayed relaxed and figure emphasized as he ran a hand through his hair, shirt seeming just a bit too tight on his arms and shoulders.

You tried to not let it get to you, clearing your throat in an effort to get this conversation back on track. No, he wasn't wrong in his words, but you really couldn't start drooling over him again, not now, not when he looked like that and you could see the pink in his iris glimmer-

"When will you accept that you cannot ignore me?". Seokjin tutted softly, grinning as you realised you'd failed, once more, at resisting him. "It's getting a little predictable, no?"

"We were talking", you reminded him sharply, "You wanted to discuss something with me".

"Looks like those things will have to wait, too, then". He clicked his tongue in mock disappointment. "What a shame, and all because you couldn't tear your stare away from me for more than a few seconds. You act so tough, but where's that demeanour now, hmm?".

Heat rose to your cheeks, eyes glowing with embarrassment and defence. "Stop asking counter-questions", you hissed, straightening up, "And stop derailing the subject, you-"

"I was only giving answers to the things you were asking", Seokjin interrupted you, clearly relishing in your reaction. His expression was... infuriatingly alluring. "And you were getting distracted by me. Understandably, of course".

"Seokjin", you tried to make it sound like a warning, but you were too far gone again at this point. Everything about him was making you want to give up, and nothing could stop him.

He merely smiled, the deep fuchsia in his eyes darkening with amusement. "Go on then, look at me all you want", he demanded, smugness written all over his face as he leaned back, "There's nothing to be ashamed of, sweetheart. I'd be more surprised if you continued to refuse".

You closed your eyes, many moments passing of fighting the sensible option of just leaving, as quick as you could, all of your instincts clouded by his words, his aura, unable to function-