𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 | 𝐎𝐓7 • 𝐕𝐌𝐈𝐍 •

𝐎𝐍𝐄

Loud music blared through the the hall, as the crowd people swarmed over the hall, dancing and jumping around to the beat of loud music. To anyone, it would be a normal classical party, but it really wasn't the case. Taehyung's lean frame was relaxed against the plush sofa, the dim lights casting an intriguing shadow on his sharp features. His disheveled dark hair fell effortlessly across his forehead, adding to the air of mystery that surrounded him. In one hand, he twirled a glass of amber liquid, the golden contents catching the glint of the flickering lights.

His piercing gaze scanned the crowd with an intensity that seemed to cut through the festive ambiance. The corners of his lips curled into a faint smirk, a dark expression coating his eyes like a veil.

His presence, though seemingly aloof, drew curious glances and hushed whispers. It was as if the party itself recognized the duality within him, a man capable of both charming smiles and calculated menace.

The music continued its relentless assault on the senses, yet Taehyung's focus remained undeterred. His eyes locked onto a figure in the distance, someone whose presence seemed to stir the undercurrents of his brooding thoughts. With a final sip from his glass, he pushed away from the sofa, seamlessly blending into the crowd.

As Kim Taehyung moved through the pulsating crowd, his attention drawn to the mysterious figure in the distance, a sudden interruption disrupted the rhythm of his thoughts. A young woman, fueled by confidence or perhaps a hint of audacity, stepped into his path with a bold smile, her eyes filled with determination.

"Hey there, handsome," she purred over the music, extending her hand in a clear invitation. "Care for a dance?" Taehyung's piercing gaze met hers, his expression unreadable. For a moment, time seemed to hang in suspense as he assessed the bold stranger before him. The corners of his lips twitched into a subtle smirk, a flicker of amusement dancing in his eyes.

Before he could respond, the woman's friend hurriedly approached, a hint of anxiety etched across her face. She grabbed her friend's arm and shot Taehyung an apologetic look. "I'm so sorry, sir. We didn't mean to disturb you. We should go," she said, her voice slightly shaky. The warning glint in her eyes revealed that she recognized the potential danger lingering beneath Taehyung's composed exterior.

Taehyung continued to stare at them with an enigmatic air, his silence amplifying the tension in the air. The friend tugged at the woman's arm, a sense of urgency evident in her actions. "We should stay away from him," she whispered hastily, her eyes darting nervously between Taehyung and her friend. "Trust me. Let's go."

With a quick nod of apology directed at Taehyung, the two women hastily retreated, disappearing into the swirling sea of dancing bodies. Taehyung's smirk deepened as he watched them go, his dark eyes following their departure with a hint of amusement. Taehyung turned his gaze back to the person he was approaching, only to find them gone. 

Just then his phone buzzed on his pockets. Taehyung casually pushed his hands on his pockets and pulled his phone out, "Sir, there's a problem." The calm expression rested on his face as he questioned, "What's the problem?" there was a solid minute silence before the reply came through, "We caught someone spying on you."

A flicker of intrigue sparked in Taehyung's eyes at the revelation. He listened intently as the voice on the other end of the line continued, relaying details about the captured intruder and the potential threat they posed. The music throbbed in the background, creating an odd juxtaposition between the lively party atmosphere and the clandestine world Taehyung navigated.

"Bring them to me," Taehyung instructed with a calm authority that sent shivers down the spine of those under his command. The enigmatic figure who had been a silent observer of the party now moved with purpose, his steps deliberate as he followed the trail of information.