his straying eyes

Camille wiped down a used table with a happy hum, happy to be helping out with the family business, happy to be enjoying the sunshine when it wasn't so busy, reassured by the fact that she wouldn't be wiping tables for long, because her senior year of school was only a few weeks away. "I'll be right with you, Mr Hale." Camille promised in a sing song voice, carrying a tray of glasses and plates and champagne flutes, things only the normal folk dreamed of. Looking to Cosette, Camille stuck her tongue out playfully. "I can't wait to get back to school." Camille murmured. "You know why? Mr Kim." She smirked, bumping her sister with her hip before going to the kitchen, reminding herself that Mr Hale had clicked his fingers at her for her attention.

Taehyung had never considered himself the type to attend a gentleman's club, but he'd been invited with his group of friends and decided that some food, drinks and entertainment wasn't such a bad idea to unwind before school started again within the next few weeks. He knew Namjoon agreed, and so, they'd booked a week in the club house to explore. Readjusting his satchel over his shoulder, Taehyung refused to tell anyone that he had brought some art supplies to keep himself busy, because as hilarious Jin and Jungkook were when they were drunk, it just wasn't something that he enjoyed personally. Nudging Namjoon, Taehyung grinned. "I could use a quick snack, are you in?"

Cosette offered an amused look as she set her jacket behind the bar. Today was hers and Camille’s birthday and, honestly, she couldn’t wait for their shift at the club to be over with, so they could just relax and have fun. “Seeing the art class Mr. Kim would be my highlight,” she said quietly, her cheeks warming a bit with her admission. She didn’t even need another year of art; she just wanted to take it because of her teacher. Clearing her throat with the thought, she went to get to work, not wanting Camille to shoulder the entire thing.

Namjoon looked over when Taehyung finally joined and he grinned, throwing an arm around the younger male. “Look who’s finally arrived,” he joked lightly, though he was grateful for the distraction. It was only a matter of time before his mind would wander to the upcoming week and returning to school and what that would meant, who he would see, what students he was looking forward to teaching this year. As a Chemistry teacher, he had a lot to prepare for. “I think I could use a snack, too,” he decided eventually, nodding, “We can go and see what they have to offer?”

Camille smirked at her sister as she watched her twin's cheeks tint pink with the thought of Mr Kim Taehyung, the school’s art teacher. “How cute!” Camille teased, loving nothing more than to tease her sister. “But do you know what else I’d like, apart from Namjoon to rail me?” Camille snorted with laughter then. “An actual day off...” Rolling her eyes playfully, Camille took the dishes to the kitchen for the dishwasher, grabbing Mr Hale’s order with a face of disgust. The man always overstepped boundaries, and Camille didn’t want Cosette near him.

Taehyung rolled his eyes jokingly, nudging Namjoon away. “Yeah, yeah, I’m a little late, I know. I’m surprised Jimin turned up at all!” Taehyung teased the older man, vibrant with pink hair. Taehyung would love to dye his hair, but being a teacher prohibited the action. Looking to Namjoon once more, Taehyung nodded. “Sounds good to me. We can catch up with these dummies later.” Although his teasing softened when Seokjin and Hoseok offered to take Taehyung and Namjoon’s things, no doubt to snoop. “Don’t ruin any of my good paints.” Taehyung warned. “They’re expensive!”

Cosette couldn't help but laugh when she heard her sister's words. "You're awful!" she teased with amusement, though she smiled and nodded. "A day off would be nice, actually..." But, she doubted they'd get one; it was their family's business, after all. They had a responsibility to the club, to their parents. Shaking her head, she tried to focus on work.

Namjoon shook his head with amusement. "If they ruin your good paints, then it's your own fault for bringing them along," he teased lightly, nudging his friend as they walked, though he waved to the others. "Behave! You're not allowed to get us banned the first day we're here." Grinning, he looked ahead as he focused on everything around them. "Which was should we head in?"

Camille grinned at her sister with an identical smile. “Tell me I’m wrong!” Camille dared cheekily, before putting on her professional face and handing the orders to Mr Hale’s table. “Here you go,” she smiled. “Call me if you need anything.” And walking off quickly, Camille cleaned the newly emptied tables in case someone was to come in for food. “At least Mom and Dad might go easy on us?” Camille suggested to her sister as she passed.

Taehyung pouted a little. “Namjoon, you know these country clubs aren’t my scene - and as a Chemistry teacher, they aren’t yours, either.” Taehyung teased. “Golf and gyms and massages...” he pulled a face then. “I feel like I should be home, marking artwork,” Taehyung laughed as Namjoon warned the others to behave. “No flirting with the pretty women!” He warned then. “I am not bailing you out of jail!” Pausing as he heard Namjoon’s question, Taehyung looked around. “Ah, look... restaurant.”

"We'd have better luck with Dad than with Mom," Cosette said with amusement, shrugging, though she moved to wipe the bar down, focusing on cleaning it, mostly so she was within earshot of Camille so they could keep talking. "And, on the bright side, we've got the easy stuff anyway. I'd rather be here than be cleaning the rooms." She made a face.

"They may not be our thing, but we might as well enjoy it while we can. After all, once school starts up, we won't be getting any chances to relax," Namjoon pointed out with a shrug as they walked, stuffing his hands into his pockets. He smirked, though, when he heard Taehyung's warning. "That's just gonna make them want to flirt more," he joked before noticing the restaurant as well and he nodded. "Let's get some food in us, then."

“Do you think,” Camille hummed. “If we asked Dad for a half day, we’d get it? With the biggest puppy dog eyes?” Camille grinned, wiping down another table, ensuring that their conversation was friendly for the ears of the customers, in case anyone was trying to listen in. “Still, I guess money is money... but I wouldn’t touch a room within a fifty mile radius.” Camille made a face that matched her sister’s.

Taehyung grinned, finally loosening up with the friend he trusted most. “I guess so... hey, are you going to be finding any pretty ladies to flirt with?” Taehyung nudged Namjoon then, smirking as walked into the beautiful restaurant, French windows leading out to the golf course and customers dressed to the nines. “It’s beautiful.” Taehyung breathed. “The ultimate getaway.”

Cosette laughed. "It's worth a shot, I guess," she said with a shrug, though she nodded slightly. "Exactly! We should count ourselves lucky." She grinned broadly but paused when she saw Taehyung walk in - both Mr. Kims, actually. "Oh, my God." Quickly, she ducked down behind the bar to hide. What were the odds of them showing up after they'd been talking about them?

"Oh, I don't think so," Namjoon said with amusement, shaking his head. "This whole thing is about relaxing for me." But, he figured, if somebody did catch his interest, he might not keep to his own word. Regardless, he grinned as he took in the sight of the restaurant. "It is." He nodded his agreement. "See? So, we might as well enjoy it while we can." They deserved that, in his opinion.

Camille looked confused as her sister ducked behind the bar, and looking in the direction in which Cosette had been looking, Camille gasped and joined her sister behind the bar, hiding. “Speak of the devil?!” She whispered-shouted. “What the fuck are they doing here, shouldn’t they be, I dunno, preparing for school?!” Camille blushed at the mere thought of Namjoon Kim. “Maybe we can push Dad for a full day off...”

Taehyung grinned. “Yeah, same here, bro.” Taehyung admired the decorations, not knowing yet that his favourite student had a big part in decorating the quaint space. “Enjoy it while we can... yeah, I’m on board.” Taehyung nodded, finding a table to sit at, overlooking the grounds. “This actually might be better than I thought. Just what we needed before school. Let’s just hope the others keep out of trouble long enough for us to enjoy.” He smirked then.

"This is a nightmare," Cosette whispered quickly to her sister, panicking. She peeked out, only to see that the men were sitting at a table now. "Oh, no, they've sat down!" Which meant either she or Camille would have to pretend to be brave to serve them. Ducking back down, she shook her head. "There's no way dad would agree to that."

"You should learn to just trust me from now on instead of being so pessimistic," Namjoon teased lightly, admiring the restaurant as he followed Taehyung to sit down. Leaning back in his seat, he nodded slightly. "Yeah. But, with our luck, if they're not visibly getting in trouble, it means they're probably burning down the rooms." Snorting, he shook his head a bit, because it wouldn't even surprise him when it came to their friends.

Camille groaned quietly, facepalming at the situation. Of course it would be their luck that the teachers they crushed on hopelessly would come to their family business. “Okay, okay... maybe we can do this together?” Camille asked. “Oh god, what if we spill an order on them?!”

Taehyung rolled his eyes jokingly. “It’s kind of the art teacher’s job to be all broody and pessimistic,” Taehyung pointed out jokingly, getting comfortable in his seat. The service was slow, but he could appreciate the establishment was busy. “I wish I didn’t give my supplies to the boys, I could of done some painting.” Taehyung grinned. “You wouldn’t make a pretty subject though, Namjoon.” Taehyung teased.

"What? No!" Cosette quickly said, panicking with the thought, "Two people serving them would be weird, they'd definitely know something was up." She thought for a moment before pushing her sister. "You go, you're braver than I am!"

"Oh, living up to the stereotype, are you?" Namjoon asked, shaking his head in false disappointment. "And here I thought you were better than that." He grinned teasingly, relaxing back in his seat, though he snorted and laughed with his friend's words. "That's a lie. I'd be the prettiest subject to exist - and the best one!"

“What?!” Camille frowned, sighing as her sister pushed her. “Cosette! You owe me for this, you heathen!” Camille straightened out her hair, her appearance, trying to look as decent as she could for Namjoon. “You’re serving the orders!” Camille hissed, before approaching the table with a little more sway in her hips than usual. “Good afternoon and welcome to Lakeside, I’ll be your hostess Cami - oh! Mr Kim, Mr Kim! How nice to see you both.” Camille smiled.

Taehyung stuck his tongue out at Namjoon playfully. “An artist must stick to his craft, Mr Kim.” Taehyung smirked. “But no, the best, and the prettiest, is Miss Cosette Leclair.” Taehyung tried not to sound so...strange, knowing the girl was having her birthday over the summer. “Beautiful in every way - much better muse than you are, anyway,” Taehyung smirked. “You and your chemistry mumbo jumbo.”

"Only if you can drag me out from behind here!" Cosette called quietly to her sister, grinning in victory, though she breathed out and sat down, bracing herself for the inevitable. Even if she didn't end up serving the food, she knew she'd likely end up running into Taehyung at some point if he was staying there for an extended amount of time. Chewing on her lip, she tried not to think about how awkward this entire situation was making hers and Camille's birthday - how was she supposed to handle this?

Namjoon arched an amused brow when he heard Taehyung's words. "My, that's brave of you to say," he teased lightly, though his mind went to Camille Leclair, and he was just about to correct Taehyung and tell him that Camille was definitely the best and prettiest, but before the words could escape him, he heard her voice. Blinking, he looked to Camille with pleasant surprise, automatically sitting up, unable to help it, and he found himself admiring her despite himself. Still, he grinned. "Miss Leclair, it's nice to see you, too. I wasn't aware you worked here." Though he knew that if he had known, it would have been all the more reason to come there in general, so he was more than happy with this realization now.

Camille smiled at Namjoon, seeing the surprise on his face as she tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “Oh, mine and Cosette’s parents own the establishment, so we work here during the summer.” Camille supplied easily. “But enough of me, what can I get for you two?” Camille asked, taking the pen from behind her ear and clicking it into action. “May I suggest the house wine?” She asked, keeping her professionalism.

Taehyung watched the pair with a smirk as he fixed the ends of the sleeves of his shirt. “Ah, so you and Cosette work here? Wonderful.” Taehyung grinned, his heart igniting at the idea of seeing Cosette during the week, because she had always been what Taehyung had considered a model student and human being. Polite, sweet, and beautiful. “I’ll take a glass of the house, please.” Taehyung nodded.

Namjoon smiled as he watched Camille, unable to help it. She was perfect, a real sweetheart, and he considered himself lucky to be graced with her presence at all. The clicking of the pen brought him back to his senses and he cleared his throat, nodding. "Well, then it seems we'll be seeing a lot of you while we're here," he said with a fond smile before humming in thought. "I'll take you up on that suggestion and order a glass of the house, too. What do you suggest for a good meal, though?" He grinned, mostly wanting to listen to her talk, wanting to hear her voice more.

Camille smiled with Namjoon’s words. “I hope so,” she admitted, relishing in the sound of Namjoon’s voice. Namjoon had always been her favourite teacher, so eager for his class to succeed and his students to be happy. Scribbling their order down onto her notepad, Camille stopped for a moment to think. “Hm, the carbonara is delicious.” Camille smiled sweetly. “Some garlic bread on the side and it’s the best meal.” Camille winked. “Would you like to go ahead and order?”

Taehyung watched the two for a moment before his eyes scanned the area, hoping he would catch a glimpse of Cosette, wanting to see her outside such formal settings like school. He wanted to know if she’d changed at all over the summer, if she would take the time to notice him, because he would certainly notice her. “I’ll order that please, Miss Leclair.” Taehyung smiled, looking at Namjoon with a pointed look for flirting with a student, but knowing damn well if he found Cosette, he would behave the same way.

Namjoon grinned, unconsciously leaning closer to Camille than he probably should, and easily ignoring Taehyung's pointed look. He knew giving Taehyung any sort of attention on the matter would just cause the younger man to cause more trouble. "I think that sounds like a perfect thing to order, I'll take that," he said with a smile, nodding, "It sounds delicious." Realizing he was likely too close, he straightened, leaning back a bit.

Camille bit her lip as Namjoon leaned closer, the scent of his aftershave almost intoxicating in a way that she could easily surrender to. “Perfect,” Camille breathed, writing down their orders. “They’ll be with you shortly. Enjoy your stay at Lakeside.” Camille smiled, clicking her pen and tucking it behind her ear before walking off, putting the order in before going to find Cosette. “Oh, my God.” Camille sunk to the floor. “Your turn.”

Taehyung crossed one leg over the other as he looked to the older man. “Well, you’re not transparent at all, are you?” Taehyung lifted an eyebrow then, but he knew that chastising Namjoon would only reveal himself to be a hypocrite the moment he saw Cosette - and god, he hoped he saw her. “I didn’t know the Leclairs owned this place...”