*ELUSIVE PERSUASIONS
@247youngjae
* she wants to be considered pretty, lovely and all-in-all the apple of every man’s eye (apple of every moneyed man anyways). she parades in love and knowing that the attention, fulfilment, and even the mere thought of cash showered onto her pretty little head is enough to get her going. seulgi thrives on it of course, she only expects the other halves (aka: the spending half/ the moneyed half/ the whipped half), to follow along as well.
follow along, no questions asked and drooling for her.
it’s usually the case and yet here she is. seulgi is lucid, even transparent in her attempts and drawls for his attention, hopefully calling at a sane spec of lust in a man’s testosterone. hints of something she can’t shake off, seulgi knows it.
after years and years of this, it’s a sixth sense, natural jolt in her system per se. but she can sense, yes, she can sense it drumming in her veins or maybe it is aching in the marrow of her bones. choi youngjae was playing a game, and she’s not sure if she likes it or not. because, after all, seulgi is the one who gets to leave them in the dust.
it’s simply the laws of nature, no?
in the quaint coffee shop they throw flirty gazes towards each other in an almost a hostile way, at each others throats through their gazes and metaphorically. “now why should i? what’s in it for me?” they taunt each other in the minutes they’ve shared, similar to of how a dog chases the cat. except she doesn’t know who is chasing who, and she’s not supposed to have a power struggle.
(but they exude sexual tension and undeniable -- attraction to say the least.)