Not What it Seems | BTS x Reader | Reverse Harem

Chapter 29 - 10 Seconds 🔥🔥

I realise now that I was more nervous about the attention I was getting from him more than anything else. It's been BTS's worse kept secret, but publicly acknowledging that something was going on, was beyond me. Turning crimson, I loosened my grip on his hand.

"I don't know if we should be holding hands at this company event sunbae.." I looked around consciously, in case I was attracting some unwanted attention.

"Why not?" Taehyung maintained his determination, his interlocked fingers still firm despite my efforts. "Like I said, everyone's here to have fun, and there's no media."

Leaning over like he was about to whisper something in my ear, Taehyung's cold lips gently brushed my already steaming cheeks before planting a firm kiss. My breath hitched at the contact and my heart started pounding uncontrollably.

"Besides," he whispered, his low voice sending vibrations throughout my body, alerting every nerve it touched. "You're my date, right?"

I guess you can't argue with that..

"Come on, let's go say hi to the boys!" leading me to one of the middle tables, I saw a group of gorgeously tuxedoed men picture perfectly huddling together like it was a cigar bar. I could almost hear the theme song to 'Boys Over Flowers' playing.

None of them had any make up on, and under all this lighting, I could see the natural hues of their skin radiate as they should. I've seen BTS almost every day, but today they were different. Normally they'd be wearing their comfortable sportswear clothes, unless they had an engagement of course, but today, they looked insanely sharp. Like anyone would expect a boy group to be at an awards night, but they were themselves tonight. No stylists to dictate their outfits, no make up artist to white wash their faces, and no one to please but themselves.

"Hey, Y/N, you're here with Taetae," Jin said matter of factly. He was dressed in a tailored black two piece suit, drink in hand (probably just ice tea), looking like an out of office businessman with just a bit of devil on the side. His blazer sculpted perfectly around his biceps and his white shirt half unbuttoned, showing just a bit of skin to make you want more.

"Oh, yeah you did mention that you already had a date.." next to Jin was authoritative Namjoon. Although he was technically 'off duty' tonight, he was still alert and ready to keep his boys in line if necessary. His now brown hair, styled with an 'I woke up like this' flair, nearly camouflages two black studs standing out from just beneath them. His round eyes diminute under his RayBan glasses studied me and the person I was holding hands with. Namjoon proudly fashioned a quirky combination of black: straight cut pants and a full length oxford coat reaching below his exposed ankles. An ordinary attire albeit his silver studded Louboutin loafers. "I didn't know it was Taehyung."

"I'm gonna go out for a smoke." Before either of us was able to properly greet him, Yoongi had decided to storm off. His inability to look at us shot a pang in my heart.

"I didn't know he smoked?" I had never smelled it off of him or seen him with a pack of cigarettes, so this was a surprise to me.

A look of disapproval and uncertainty descended upon the remaining members.

"He doesn't really," said Jungkook, from a set of pursed lips. His arms crossed in disdain. "He hasn't really smoked since—"

"—since his girlfriend left him." Namjoon finished, partially to stop the youngest from letting slip her name and from saying too much.