If you had told his fans, they probably would have screamed and died of laughter or UwU's. If you had told his mother she would have snorted and told you it was a poor joke. Had you told his friends they would have been in disbelief then laughed themselves unconscious from lack of oxygen. But, if you had the chance to ask his members while he was out of earshot, that is to say, Somin specifically, she would have giggled and said isn't it sweet.
You though were struck wordless, seated across from the big bawdy man, at a tiny table. The white linen tablecloth covered in an assortment of small delicate china. Seeing him squeeze himself onto the tiny antique chair, lifting the vintage teacup to his lips, surrounded by doilies and velvet curtains was something you never would have imagined in a million years. High noon tea, royal style, in one of the nicest tea shops in Seoul, with the big rapper was truly a unique experience.
"Why are they so small?!" His incredulity as they brought over the tiered cake stand, filled with cucumber sandwiches, small scones, and macaroons the size of one of his fingers.
"They're supposed to be, they're finger food, small food for ladies." Your explanation made him nod, it did not stop him from eyeing the food dubiously, holding one of the small triangles in his fingers taking an attempt at a small bite, only for half of it to disappear.
"Thank you for this Matt, this was a nice change." You admitted, grateful for his attempt at a sweet date night, a contrast from your usual athletic style outings, club romps, or Netflix and chill. Ā The rapper grinned lopsidedly happy at your praise.
"Hey, I said you'd be my queen forever and always. I just wanted to treat you like it."
The sunlight streaming in through the window paled in comparison to the warmth within your chest, and the joyful glow radiating from your every pore. The extravagant walls of the high royal tea room falling away as you set aside your cup, leaning across the table to bring your lips to his in a sweet tea flavored kiss.
"I love you." You murmured pulling away. Only for Matthews much larger hands to cup your cheeks as he unceremoniously caught your lips in a deep heated kiss.
"AHEM." But you ignored the wide eyes, and indignant looking waitresses eyes as returned the kiss with equal passion. After a bit, you both giggled opting to finish your food. However as he slipped into the chair beside you, your third cup of tea was soon forgotten as his long fingers slipped beneath your clothes under the pretense of wrapping his arm around you. Another kiss drawing whines from your throat as he shamelessly palmed your covered chest chuckling at your shocked squeal.
Needless to say, the members loved to tell the story of how "BM got kicked out and banned from a tea place. A FANCY tea place! Because of titties!"
Despite the temporary embarrassment you felt at being kicked out for inappropriate behavior, the adorable photos and the sweet memory of his stab at a new kind of romance was one of your favorite things to think of while he was away on tour.
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