Family [BTS mafia ff]

74 | Willingness

An hour passed by since Seokjin asked me out to dinner and we were both now standing in front of Lotte hotel in Seoul.

"You really went all out, didn't you." I whispered, casting a glance at Seokjin. He gave a sly smirk in response.

"I mean I do come here to dine with Namjoon and occasionally with the others. The French cuisines they serve is top notch for sure and the process of renting out the place is easy so we often call meetings with clients here." He rambled on proudly as though he was the owner of the place.

We entered the hotel and travelled up to the 35th floor where the lavish restaurant owned by world-renowned chef Pierre Gagnaire was located.

Upon entering the restaurant, the host bowed at our presence and then lead us through the halls, where the staff parted easily as we strode through to a ring of leather couches that overlooked the glittery night city below.

Seokjin gestured for me to sit down first before he took his own seat. Almost instantly, a waitress arrived at our table and placed two menus in front of us.
"What would you like to have this evening?" She said in a pleasant tone.

"Is there anything you want Hee-Ra?" Seokjin asked me, arching an eyebrow.
I scanned the menu, reading the countless selections of cuisines which all originated from France and a few other European countries. I scratched the back of my neck, unsure of what to pick from the variety.

Seokjin must have taken notice of my uncertainty as he answered for the two of us.
"We'll have a full 5-course meal with the best dishes, and only the best, plus the most expensive wine this place offers."

The waitress looked at Seokjin and then at me with widened eyes before clearing her throat and taking note of the order.
"And how would you like it served?"

"With each course all at once, rather than the dishes one by one."

The waitress sped off into the kitchen, leaving the two of us alone in the vast, empty dining room. There was a period of awkward silence before Seokjin broke it.

"What do you think so far?" He asked gently, resting his chin on his hand.

"It seems nice so far but it all comes down to the food, you know." I replied and Seokjin noddedl along.

We both watched the busy night streets of Seoul pass by our eyes. The ambience was serene and welcoming; it felt good to relax a little. Adjusting to being Bangtan's advisor and being more in the center of business was no easy feat, so I was grateful to Seokjin for taking me out today.

"You look really pretty today by the way." Seokjin said bluntly, causing me to choke on my own saliva. He quickly passed me a glass of water. "Was I too straightforward?" He chuckled quietly.

I bit my bottom lip in embarrassment and shook my head. "N-No it's just..." I attempted to lie, knowing it would be no use. He wasn't Namjoon's right hand man for nothing if he couldn't see through a mere lie.

"I'll try my very best to believe those words." Seokjin teased which only made me bury my face into my hands.

Eventually each course arrived at our table one by one. The food looked impeccable and delicious; nothing short of the best in Seoul. Seokjin and I dug into our food and it tasted exactly how it looks and maybe even better.

"Food to your liking?" Seokjin asked with a smile.

"It's amazing, even better than what I expected... are you a food connoisseur or something?"

Seokjin slumped back in his seat and clicked his tongue. "I suppose you can say that, Hoseok did say the same thing actually."

I pursued my lips, "Hoseok once told me that you wanted to be a chef, is it true?"