Her head whipped towards his direction, the movement coated in bewilderment. Taehyung was standing in the middle of the hallway, his hand still holding the glass of wine. His other hand hidden in his suit trousers' pocket. His eyes...watching Laena's every outline and movement. Like a predator, waiting to pounce at the right moment.

"You drunk?" She commented, eyeing the darkness evident in his eyes.

"Perhaps," he said, and started walking towards her, his steps as slow and feline like an animal. "But maybe, it's not the wine."

Laena stepped away from the doorway of the room, shooting Taehyung a look of question and curiosity before turning away from him and walking ahead. If only the walls of the hallway weren't a deep colour of cherry, the situation would have been less sensual and more peaceful.

But then again, she wasn't complaining much, considering the way Taehyung's top few buttons of his dress shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his brown skin underneath. She had pretended she didn't see the revealing glory when he first appeared in the hallway.

The shirt wasn't unbuttoned when he was back in the ballroom, so why was it now? Unless...

"Laena..." The way her name fell from his lips...was either a moan or just a way his drunk self talked in. Her core was burning at the sound, but she kept pacing away. Slower now.

Before she could hear or even register what was happening, she felt a harsh tug on her left wrist, stopping her midway and-

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A/N: I love teasing.