It had been a few weeks since the dinner in town, and Namjoon had stringed Seokjin along to other meetings too, having meals afterwards and spending more time together. He came in handy, as Namjoon put it.

They conversed a lot during those meals, they talked about the company, their goals and plans for it, then it always veered off to themselves, their families and other personal topics that they found themselves free to talk about. They had simply struck an odd friendship, like they were drawn to each other on purpose.

"Hey sweetheart, how you doing, I brought you coffee." Irene chirped happily as she entered the other's office, unusually excited. Seokjin narrowed his eyes at her as he turned around, not used to being on that end of affection. He could almost tell she wanted something...

"Umm, I already had coffee, Kihyun bought it for me, and those flowers too." He pointed next to the window where a bouquet of flowers sat on the small table. "Oh well, you could always have another." She said as she pushed the coffee on the table near the omega. He smiled to himself, knowing well what she was trying to do. What they were trying to do.

"Is this about the incident, I already promised I won't tell, I gave you my word remember." He said standing up to look for a file in the cabinet. "I know, its just, I've been seeing you with the boss a lot, am scared you'll let something slip."

"It doesn't even come up, there's no way am gonna tell, unless you keep the carelessness up and he's gonna know himself, although I don't think he would mind."

She sighed looking ahead, "I hope so, he asked for me and Kihyun later."

"Its probably nothing, you know how he is."

"Ok then, am gonna go and look at some finances, I'll make sure to lock the door." She winked knowingly as the Omega turned around, Seokjin only shaking his head in disbelief, eyes growing wide as he spotted the figure by the door.

"Hobi? How long have you been standing there." He asked, Irene looking terrified. Hoseok would never let it die if he found out.

"Long enough to know your locking doors now, you mind filling me in?

"Its nothing hobi." Seokjin tried to shrug it off, flashing a small smile and temporarily glancing to Irene who was visibly begging with her eyes. Of course he wasn't gonna tell him that he had walked in on a hot make out session between Kihyun and Irene in the former office, and how he'd freaked the fuck out and ran to his office screaming. It was past work hours, and he had only wanted a last inquiry before going home only to walk in on that.

He wasn't going to tell Hoseok how they pleaded with him to not tell, (well Irene did) and how even after promising they still buttered him up now and again. That had been a week ago.

Hoseok shrugged knowing he wouldn't get anything out of the two.

"Kim wants everyone in the board room in five."

"Why?"

"I don't know am just the messenger, which is not my work by the way."

"Ok I'll be there."

Irene turned to look at Seokjin one last time, as if secretly asking to play along, to which Seokjin only rolled his eyes, pulling Hoseok along with him, the latter still curious on what they had been talking about.

An hour later, with Namjoon emphasizing on performance improvement, and a whole lot of other things, they wrapped up the meeting.

"Oh, and guys, you know what's next Friday right? I'll need your support. Jung, you started working on that, right?" The CEO asked, stopping the shuffling of papers among the team.

"Yeah am working on it, and you know you got our support." Hoseok replied, the others nodding along while Seokjin just looked around confused. Namjoon noticed, but he didn't want to keep the others waiting, so he dismissed them telling the Omega to follow him to his office.

"So about next Friday..." he started as they sat, "...every mid year we visit this orphanage my father put up, its an hour out of town, and I always take the guys with me, its only if you want to, and not out of obligation.
Its a day event, and after, we usually go out to a club or a bar just loosen up, if you would like to, you can join us."

The omega thought about it a moment, tilting his head to the side before shrugging. "I think that's nice, I would like to go." Seokjin said, looking rather excited. It sounded noble what the others were doing and he wanted to be a part of something like that.

"Alright then, I guess that's done. Regarding the deal with Jaebum, I would also like you to accompany me to another meeting with him to discuss the details, I believe you know them more than I do." Going through his schedule briefly, he called out to his secretary, not able to recall the exact date and time.

"About Jaebum?" He inquired as the girl walked in.

"Two thirty, said he'll let you know the venue." She clarified, walking away after, Seokjin chuckling at the others stressed expression. "You must really hate each other." He inquired still smiling.

Namjoon scoffed, chuckling after as well, "you have no idea." He looked at the Omega a second, leaning back on his chair as an idea came to mind. "Maybe we could to visit Song's restaurant after, we still haven't settled that bet."

Seokjin tried to not think of it as a date as soon as those words left the other's mouth. Every time they ate out, he had so much fun he wasn't able to get it out of his mind for a couple of days. Comfort was his ideal date, and that's what he had when they were together, it scared him and excited him at the same time.

Those familiar butterflies swamped his stomach, that tingling feeling he still didn't know what meant, and the light buzzing that he didn't need physical contact to get anymore happened once, and he found himself responding with a quick yes.

Namjoon smiled wide, showing his dimples, and Seokjin found all those feelings intensifying, a blush creeping on his cheeks.

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"Just sign here, here, and here."
Seokjin said as he slid the contract across the table to Jaebum. The other was surprisingly nice when he wasn't being a dick, he listened, and asked questions, and raised concerns, and hours had passed without them even realizing. He passed the same contract to Namjoon, the alpha signing immediately, happy the meeting went smoothly.

"That's it, it's sealed, now just wait for the magic to happen." Seokjin said as he tucked the documents safely in an envelope, Jaebum offering a rather sweet smile his direction.

"He's actually nice when he's not being a dick." Seokjin commented as they left for Mr song's. Namjoon hummed along, not buying the act. "He's up to something, I know him too well, if he relents his got something up his sleeve."

Seokjin raised a brow "Do you think he would sabotage us?"

"No not all, he's knows better than to bring business into this, its just on a personal level. Like stealing my employees or hiring critics to write about my company, nothing permanent, but nonetheless hurtful."

"You two have a weird relationship."

"So I've been told." Namjoon chuckled, perking up as the restaurant came into view.

"Here we go, prepared to lose?"

"In your dreams, Kim." Seokjin replied as they piled out of the car.

"If you only knew my dreams." Namjoon sighed under his breath not loud enough for the other to catch.

"What's that?"

"I said let's go?"

That was close, Namjoon thought internally, the last thing he needed was the other questioning what his dreams were, and boy were those crazy.

They walked to the entrance, Namjoon smiling to the attendant as they came through the red double doors. "I have a reservation under Kim Namjoon." He said, the attendant checking them in before leading them into the restaurant.

"You like fancy, huh?" Seokjin commented as they were shown to their table. It looked more of a couple type of area, he didn't feel out of place or uncomfortable, rather it sparked something in him, that Namjoon would want to take him to such an intimate setting, it felt personal, but that vanished quickly, when he realized Namjoon might have visited with others too.

"It isn't exactly fancy, its, quiet, but the foods good too."

"Ever brought anyone here?" The omega questioned out of nowhere and Namjoon raised an eyebrow at him, narrowing his eyes when the omega buried half his face in the menu, seemingly not interested in keeping eye contact.

"I have." He simply replied, and he didn't miss the way the Omega blinked repeatedly, visibly gulping down.

Is he jealous?

"I brought my mum here once, its the best in town after all." Namjoon held in a smile as the other finally hummed, the omega finally looking up at him, a bit of a flustered blush covering his eyes.

"So many to choose from, what do you wanna order?" Seokjin asked for a distraction. Namjoon only hummed, beckoning for waiter who came around, jotting it down. In the meantime they conversed, little conversations here and there as they waited. 

"When did you begin that orphanage program?" Seokjin inquired when they were settled.

"My dad started it back when the company took off, and was doing well, he came from an orphanage too, and he decided to build up a place a such, its a company affair now, but he still goes there from time to time, he has a soft spot for those kids, its hard not to honestly, you'll see when we go there." Seokjin smiled at that he honestly couldn't wait.

"This looks so good, I hope it taste the same." He teased the alpha as they set their numerous dishes and a bottle of wine on their table.

"You drink?" Namjoon questioned already pouring the red liquid for himself.

"Yeah, a little wine, can't do any harm, right?"

Namjoon chuckled "What's your favorite type of wine?"

"Honestly, I don't know, I don't know much about wine, or alcohol in general."

"I guess that makes us the same, I could never choose a favorite either, they all taste good, with the exceptions of a few of course." Laughing Seokjin agreed to that, allowing the alpha to pour him wine.

The restaurant was lit with chandeliers, that along with the low mummer of people and occasional walking of waiters brought this feeling, this buzzing atmosphere that was still satisfyingly quiet and intimate. Their bet on food was long forgotten as they talked through the night, constant laughter between them filling the room, and capturing the attention of many, but they didn't seem to notice, too caught up and too drawn into their little world to care.

"Mmmph, I swear I have never tasted bread this good." Seokjin moaned out as chewed on a piece, drinking down a mouthful of wine after.

Namjoon laughed nervously at that, he tried to not think of that sound in another completely different concept, or how his lips parted to drink from his glass and his eyes hooded lightly as he swallowed.

"Fuck" he muttered under his breath, pouring more wine for himself. He knew he was setting himself up for sabotage if he continued on such thoughts, but he couldn't help himself, Seokjin was just ethereal in everything he did...

"Ok... I admit the pork here is good, and so is the bread, of course the wine is marvelous as well, but the noodles in my restaurant are still way on top." The omega confessed, giddily giggling to himself as the tipsy set in.

"I think that's fair." Namjoon conceded, smiling.

Just then the sound of slow music resonated in the room, and seokjin looked around for a second before looking at Namjoon.

"What's that?"

"Oh that's just the performance, normally after dinner they play this type of music, and people get to dance together." Namjoon tried to explain to the best of his capabilities without stumbling on his words, he didn't exactly know how the omega would take that.

Seokjin smiled instead, he watched as couples took the dance floor, pairs moving gracefully to the sound within the room. He looked marveled. His eyes particularly stayed on an old couple, even with wrinkles and slightly difficulty in movement, they held each other so delicately, and they looked in each other eyes so lovingly. Seokjin unconsciously brought a hand to his chest, where his heart was suppose to be, and he cooed, giving the old couple heart eyes, something Namjoon found do endearing. 

"I would like to grow old with someone the same way , so that even when am wrinkled and not able move properly, someone would still look at me like that, adore me like that, and love me like that." He whispered the last part, not entirely listening to what he was saying.

Namjoon watched it, how the other longed for that type of affection, an unconditional one, just like he did, and he found himself stretching his arm across the table to hold Seokjin's.

That spark of electricity had Seokjin wake from his stupor, and he looked at Namjoon then their hands, a bit taken back at the gesture. Would you like to dance with me. "May have this dance?" Namjoon asked, that previous play off his face.

Seokjin could tell he wasn't asking as his boss, he felt it too, and he wanted nothing more than for Namjoon to hold him at that moment, so he smiled, letting the alpha hold him. "I would love too." He replied, following after Namjoon as he led to the front. 

It didn't matter if there were a few weird looks or surprised ones, it didn't matter if they were not the usual ordinary couple, all that mattered was between the two, so Namjoon brought the Omega's hands around his neck and placed his own on the other's waist.

They swayed from side to side, eyes glued on each other, taking in the close details of that they hadn't noticed before.

"I think your beautiful Seokjin, both on inside and outside, and anybody would absolutely love to grow old with you." Namjoon searched the omegas eyes for anything, he found fondness, and it melted his heart to think the omega was comfortable with him, so he let his eyes trail to the omegas lips, this indescribable need to feel them with his own taking over him.

Namjoon wanted nothing short than to hold the omega, and love him like he deserved, but he didn't want to scare him away at the same time to rush him or anything of the sort, so je slowly trailed back up to his eyes, only to be met with green emerald orbs, Seokjin's Omega eyes.

Namjoon felt his breath leave him at the sight, he had never seen anything prettier, it matched his face, they fit so perfectly, but what it signified was even more important.

Besides his family and Hoseok, Seokjin had never shown his eyes to anyone, even with Hoseok it took him time, but with Namjoon, he found himself letting go, found himself free, happy.

Omega showing their eyes meant trust, comfort, and sometimes submission, and at that moment Seokjin felt like he wanted to present all those to the alpha before him.

"You...you l-look beautiful." Namjoon stuttered not able to comprehend, he didn't care if he repeated himself, he just wanted the other to know how amazing he looked. Seokjin only chuckled, it was the same reaction he got every time, somehow his eyes were always alluring, captivating. Pulling himself closer to the alpha, he let his himself relax in Namjoon's arms, resting his head on the alpha's chest while the alpha continued to sway them side to side.

He couldn't help think he'd never felt that contended before.