Seokjin's POV
"Hi. I'm here to meet Kim Taehyung."
The hostess ushered me to a table in the middle of the restaurant. It's a pretty noisy place. The music is damn loud and the crowd is quite thick. I watch as people mingle at the bar that runs along two sides of the seated area. It doesn't seem like his kind of scene and I wonder why Taehyung chose this place. As if on cue, in walks said male, with a bodyguard in tow.
I watch as the hostess gushes all over him, while he just ignores her, his eyes trained on me as they get closer. I stand to greet him and he immediately takes me in his arms, placing airy kisses next to my cheeks in greeting. I'm a bit taken aback, as I'm unused to this kind of greeting.
"Oh no! This will not do," he says, looking at the hostess. "I want a private booth, away from all this chaos," he tells the hostess, indicating the noisy crowd. She becomes even more flustered and I chuckle soundlessly. She guides us to a section off to the side where I didn't notice the private booths. Why does he want to sit here? We enter the booth and I realise why. It's completely sound proof and private. We should have just met at home then if he wanted this kind of privacy. What's the point then? I get that he's a well known celebrity but this is kind of extra.
I just go with it as he seems to become visibly comfortable when we're inside. His bodyguard stays outside, standing to attention. I study his features as the hostess informs him that she will send the waiter to us as soon as we're ready. There's an intercom on the table for us to call the waiter. Fancy shit!
"You look very handsome Jin," he observes. "Thank you for coming today. Let me just say that I don't usually do this kind of thing."
"Exactly what kind of thing are you talking about Taehyung?" I leaned in, resting my elbows on the table top.
He smiles sexily, playing with the stem of his empty wine glass. "I don't usually ask strangers for their number."
He lifts his gaze, locking them with mine. I feel like a deer stuck in headlights. I can't look away. Kim Taehyung has me under his spell. He breaks eye contact first and a deep blush creeps up my cheeks. I'm sure my ears are turning red already.
"Why did you ask me then?" I ask him softly.
He leans in and traces a finger over my cheekbone, down to my lips. I feel his intake of breath as his skin makes contact with my lips. He ghosts his finger over them while his eyes look on my lips with an intense hunger.
The sound of beeping, breaks his reverie and he presses the button down for the intercom.
"Yes?!" He sounds terribly annoyed.
"Mr Kim. Are you ready to place your order?" The voice of the hostess rings out.
I watch as he sighs heavily, his gaze never leaving mine.
"I'll order when we're good and ready! Now, do not disturb me!"
He gets up and comes over to my side, taking me by surprise. Before I can comprehend what he's doing, I find myself pressed into my seat, with Taehyung hovering over me. He leans in dangerously close to my lips and I shift in my seat, ever so subtly.
"Can I kiss you Kim Seokjin?" His sensuous eyes bore into mine and I can feel his hot breath against my lips. I nod stupidly and he places his taut lips against mine.
His mouth moves against mine, softly, sensually. I moan and he presses his lips against mine, harder, needier. When he pulls away abruptly, I find myself wishing for something more, something deeper.
"Thank you Jin." His voice is hoarse and laced with seduction and I find myself drawn to him. He goes to take his seat and calls the waiter to place our order. He orders a variety of dishes and chuckles lightly when he sees my enthusiasm to sample the tasty food.
The time passes all too soon and it's almost two hours later that we exit the café.
"Thank you for a lovely lunch, Taehyung. It really was .... interesting," I muse.
He laughs lightly. "You're a very amusing person Jin. I had a really great time."
I smile happily. "I guess, I'll see you then. Bye Taehyung." I turn to make my exit, skipping a few steps, when he calls out to me.
"Jin!...Hey Jin! Wait up, will you!
Is there somewhere I can drop you off?"I turn and smile at him. "I'm just headed back to work actually. My café cum bookstore."
"Can I drop you off, if that's okay?" He ruffles his hair, shyly.
"Sure...Thanks Taehyung."
We head to his black SUV with his bodyguard in tow. As we drive to my store, I can't help but think how handsome he is. He's a real gentleman too, opening my door for me and ensuring I get safely inside my store.
"Thanks for the ride Taehyung. Would you like to come in for a moment? I'm just going up to change into something more comfortable."
"You live up here? Above your shop?"
"Not exactly. I have a place here. I sometimes crash here but my home is up in Cedar Falls."
"Oh, that's nice. Let me join you upstairs then. Just for a bit."
We head upstairs and I find that my heart is pounding in my chest. I offer him some tea, since he doesn't drink coffee. He accepts and we sit in comfortable silence, sipping on hot tea, as our eyes study each other.
"Jin....Do you think it would be alright if I kissed you again?" His voice is deep, with a hint of huskiness.
"Y-yes," I let out breathlessly.
He crashes his lips against mine and this time, it's deeper and much more needier, like he was holding himself back before but now his struggles are over.
His hands roam over my face, cupping my cheeks. He pulls away slightly and looks into my eyes. I find an unasked question in them and I answer by smashing my lips against his, without reservation.
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