Elites of Seoul | Taejin ✔️

Dinnertime

Seokjin's Pov:

I didn't bother paying dumb and dumber any attention as I walk out of the room and into the extended dining room where Taehyung was hosting the dinner.

"Come here." he mouthed to me as soon as I walked into the room. He was already sitting at the head of the table and was patting the seat next to him for me to sit. I took a few deep breaths and walked over to where he was seated, giving Yoongi a polite smile on my way over to him.

"You didn't change, I see." He commented while pulling my chair out.

"Didn't feel like it." why would I need to dress for the likes of them. They didn't like me, and I didn't like them, being fake was not something I was into.

Taehyung didn't comment, he sat back in his seat, and his hand found my thigh, squeezing it under the table. I looked up to see him smiling and chit-chatting away with Jungkook, who had now joined us around the table. He was sitting directly across from me. Of all the places, I don't know why he chose to sit there, but it's whatever.

"Jimin, how's my niece coming along?" Taehyung asks Jimin, who sat down next to his husband.

"Jungkook told you?" Jimin eyes widen in shock, and he slaps Jungkook on the shoulder. "I wanted to keep it a secret on the reveal party. Jungkook! Why would you do that?"

Jungkook burst out laughing and pull his Jimin into his arms and kisses him on the temple. "Babe, you know Taehyung wouldn't let me live if I didn't tell him. You can still do your big reveal for our family, and I will make it up to you." Jimin was smiling from ear to ear once Jungkook was done, buttering him up.

They seemed like a cute couple. Maybe their love was genuine.

"Taehyung, since you bullied my husband into finding out what kind of baby I am having, you will have to use your connections and have Chanel design her room for us. It's the only way I will forgive you." Jimin gave my husband a pout. I would have fallen for his look if he wasn't already such a bitch.

My husband chuckles and rubs his hand over my thighs, squeezing it from time to time, "I will be sure to coordinate that for you Jimin. A princess born into our circle certainly deserves the best."

I am sure that the child won't know the difference between Chanel versus Walmart but okay.

"Jin, is your brother in town?" Hoseok asked out of nowhere. I rolled my eyes internally as I was about to bite into my steak. It was the only thing enjoyable right now.

"Umm..no, he is not. Why do you ask?" I turn to look a Hoseok.

"That's weird. I saw you today while I was out with some of my friends. You were having coffee with a guy, and I thought he was your brother. You seemed rather close with him, very, very close if I might add. I wanted to come by and say hello, but I felt like I would've been interrupting something personal."

This bitch!

Everyone at the table dropped their utensils and looked between Hoseok and I. Except for Taehyung, whose hand I could feel squeeze my thigh a lot harder than before. I tried shifting in my seat, but his hand gripped me tighter holding me firmly in place.

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A/N: Short update, I know, but I will be back with Pt. 2.