his straying eyes

Cosette made a face and quickly shook her head. "Not until their orders are ready," she quickly said, though she was worried about having to go to the table at all. She shifted a bit, making a face as she tried not to let her thoughts run wild. "How'd it go?"

Namjoon grinned to himself, watching her leave, though he arched a brow when he heard Taehyung's words, and he snorted quietly. "You're worse than I am, openly saying things like you were saying earlier," he said easily in response, lifting his shoulders in a shrug. "I didn't know they owned this place, either."

Camille breathed out, neatening her hair. “Do you want to serve their wine, then?” Camille hoped Cosette would, because damn it, if Camille had to be tortured by Namjoon, Cosette deserved to be tortured by Taehyung. “It... actually went really well. God, Namjoon smells so good.” Camille bit her lip. “They both ordered the carbonara.”

The corner of Taehyung’s lips perked up into a grin. “I said Cosette was beautiful, at least I wasn’t undressing her with my eyes.” Not yet, at least - he was certain that if he were to run into Cosette, he wouldn’t stop himself... clearing his throat with the thought, Taehyung leaned back once more. “This stay just got more interesting.”

"They can wait until their food's ready to get their wine," Cosette declared firmly, nodding in satisfaction with her decision. She was sure it would reflect poorly on the club, but if it became a problem, she'd just blame it on having to go to the back to get a new bottle of the wine. She looked amused when she heard Camille's words, though. "You were close enough to smell him?"

"You also said she was the best muse. And we've all watched Titanic to know what having a muse leads to," Namjoon chimed easily in response, smirking with amusement, though he shrugged. "At least I'm keeping my hands to myself." Though it was hard, especially when he knew his affections for Camille were growing now with seeing her outside of a school setting.

Camille giggled with her sister’s declaration, shaking her head in amusement. “We could just say we had to look extra hard for that particular brand...” Camille winked, but her cheeks soon turned red with Cosette’s words. “Uh, well... he leaned forward and I caught a bit of it,” Camille shrugged shyly. “I - I’m going to check on Mr Hale!” Camille stammered, glad he was on the other side of the place.

Taehyung snorted with laughter at Namjoon’s comparison. “Namjoon, you are simply impossible.” Taehyung grinned. “But, if given the opportunity, I wouldn’t decline.” Taehyung shrugged. “Cosette is beautiful and she’s always been a favourite student of mine, so...” Taehyung shrugged again, wishing he could distract himself with a glass of wine to avoid anymore teasing from his best friend.

"Oh, you've got it bad," Cosette teased lightly, though she was sure her own words would bite her in the ass once it was her turn to go deal with the teachers herself, her cheeks flaring with the thought of being near Taehyung. Still, she blinked. "What? You're gonna abandon me already?" She couldn't help but pout, especially when she was sure the food would be done soon.

"Shameless," Namjoon said with a laugh, shaking his head in mock disappointment. "Shame on you." He pointed an accusatory finger at Taehyung, though his grin and amusement betrayed his attempt at chastising his friend. After all, he knew he was no better when it came to Camille. But, he was sure that a chance or opportunity like that wouldn't become realistic. "Camille's certainly my favorite student, I can't deny that. She's gorgeous, and she's a sweetheart." He shrugged easily, grinning.

Hearing the chef call for someone to grab a freshly made order, Camille smirked at her sister as she walked away. “Looks like you have to face your fears, Leclair!” Camille grinned, before turning on her heel and going to check on other customers, happily refilling drinks.

Taehyung nodded. “We... should not be feeling the way we do.” Taehyung cringed slightly. “They’re students, Namjoon. If we got caught talking this way about them, I dread to think of the consequences.” Taehyung exhaled, running a hand through chestnut coloured curls as his eyes drifted to the grounds. Namjoon was right, they were both shameless.

"Dammit," Cosette muttered, making a face, and she tried to brace herself, breathing out before she stood up. She went to get the food and a bottle of wine before she made her way over to the table, trying to prepare herself. When she got to the table, though, she couldn't bring herself to speak and she wordlessly set the food down and worked on pouring their drinks.

"We shouldn't," Namjoon agreed with a sigh, though he didn't think much could be done about it. It wasn't like he could just stop how he felt. Clearing his throat, he straightened. "At least it's just us here to hear." He shrugged, though it didn't really help the guilt he felt, or the worry that somebody would overhear. Seeing Cosette coming over, though, he fell silent, not wanting to raise suspicion.

Taehyung couldn’t help but feel though, as he made himself comfortable once more, that if the girls consented and they were eighteen, there was nothing wrong with his longing for Cosette. Biting his lip with the thought, Taehyung followed Namjoon’s gaze and perked up a little when he saw Cosette, looking as gorgeous as she always was. “Hi Cosette!” Taehyung greeted enthusiastically. “We saw Camille, I couldn’t help but wonder if you worked here too.” He smiled. “I was hoping to see you.” And although he told himself to shut up, he desperately longed to hear her voice, seeing she was quite timid. “How’s your day been so far? I remember you telling me you were turning eighteen over the summer, have you had your birthday yet?” Taehyung asked, ignoring Namjoon’s look.

Cosette blinked with surprise when she heard Taehyung's greeting, and she couldn't help but straighten, more out of nervousness than anything. "Mr. Kim, it's good to see you," she said with a small smile, though she tried to hide her nervousness with the situation. Still, she nodded slightly. "Yeah, Camille and I work here most days. Dad likes us to have a little responsibility and he figures a job is the best way to do that." Still, she smiled, trying to ignore the warmth that formed on her cheeks when Taehyung mentioned remembering what she told him, admittedly feeling honored that he'd remember such a thing. "Today's our birthday, actually."

Namjoon shot Taehyung a look, purposely kicking the younger male under the table when Taehyung spoke so much and said so much that could easily give him away. The last thing he wanted was for his younger friend to reveal too much and to get in trouble for it. Still, when he heard Cosette mention that today was the girls' birthday, he couldn't help but blink. "Today, huh?" he asked, though he couldn't help but grin. That meant his attraction to Camille wasn't wrong at all, plus it gave him an excuse to try to do something nice for her. Though, mentally, he made a note not to go overboard, just a nice gesture would have to be enough for now.

Taehyung inhaled when Namjoon kicked him, but tried to show no reaction, afraid of scaring Cosette off. She had always been shy, and all Taehyung wanted to do was ease her worries. “Your Dad is a wise man,” Taehyung smiled, accepting his wine. “Thank you...” Listening to Cosette’s words carefully as he took a sip of his wine, Taehyung felt his heart swell in relief that his attraction to Cosette was justified and legal, but damn it, Taehyung couldn’t help who he was attracted to. “Oh, well then, happy birthday.” Taehyung grinned his boxy grin. “Any recommendations on something to do around here? We’re here for a week; we really want to make the most of it.”

Cosette smiled slightly and nodded. "Thank you," she told him quietly, watching him for a moment, taking him in while she could, because she knew she'd have to get back to work soon. Still, when she heard his question, she thought for a moment. "I think it depends on your interests. There's a pool and a tennis court. But there's also a greenhouse and even a day room, where you get good lighting. And horseback riding, among other things. There are a ton of things to do." But, hearing that they would be there for a week made her a little excited, eager to see him more.

Namjoon listened to the pair with amusement, though he made a mental note to tell Taehyung how much he was sucking up and to tease him about it. Leaning back in his seat, he sipped his wine. "We'll make sure to keep those recommendations in mind," he said with a small grin, "I'm sure there's something for all of us here." Though, his mind was more focused on Camille and trying to enjoy his time with her than anything else. But, he couldn't outright say that with Cosette right there. "The food looks delicious, by the way. My compliments to the cook."

Taehyung listened to each suggestion carefully, nodding along. “Thank you. I must admit, I’m eager to try a bit of everything.” Taehyung smiled. “The food does look exquisite, please pass on my compliments as well.” Taehyung smiled. “Hopefully I’ll be seeing you around this week?” He asked, keeping in mind that he had to get her a little something for her birthday, glad that he knew it was today and that he was free to think the thoughts that he did. Studying Cosette carefully, Taehyung smiled, just taking in the sight of her beauty. “Well, cheers to the next week.”

Deciding to save her sister from her worst nightmare, Camille smiled as she approached. “Sorry to disturb you, Cosette, can I borrow you for a moment?” Camille gently took her sister’s hand, leading her away. “Dad said we can have the rest of the day off because Elliott came in early.” She grinned. “You know what that means?”

Namjoon looked amused, watching Taehyung, though he blinked when Camille came over. Arching a brow, he watched the beauty leave, taking her sister with her, though he grinned to himself. "Wonder what that's about," he said before looking to his friend, "At least now we have no reason to feel so guilty." Though it still wasn't the best idea to fall for a student, but still.

Cosette blinked with surprise. "Really?" she asked, surprised with the news. Still, she arched a brow, amused. "Um... No, no idea." She shook her head a bit. "What does it mean?"

Taehyung exhaled heavily, taking another sip of his wine. “At least now we know that anything can happen, if they want it, too.” Taehyung bit his lip, looking to Cosette once more as she spoke to Camille. “This week really is going to be something strange, isn’t it?” Although, Taehyung could admit to himself that he was ready to accept some risks, and Cosette was certainly a risk worth taking.

Camille grinned. “Cosette!” Camille laughed. “It means we have more time to celebrate our birthday, you dummie!” Camille tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “So, what’s first?”

Namjoon grinned with the mention of it. "I think it'll be a week that makes being here worth it," he said easily in response, leaning back in his seat, his eyes going to Camille. He looked back to Taehyung and smirked. "I'm gonna expect a grand apology for your doubts." He nodded, pleased with himself, and focused on eating, though his thoughts easily drifted back to Camille constantly.

Cosette shook her head slightly. "I don't know," she said honestly, making a slight face, "I wasn't even really thinking of how to celebrate, since I was sure we'd just be spending the whole day working."

Taehyung rolled his eyes playfully with Namjoon’s words. “Kim Namjoon, I am so sorry that I doubted you.” Taehyung rolled his eyes. “Will you forgive my ignorant, art teacher self?” Taehyung grinned, starting his meal happily, deciding the recommendation had been worth it. “This is delicious.”

Camille grinned. “Well, how about we get to the pool and relax? This should be our hot girl summer, dammit.” She looked to Namjoon then. “Maybe shameless flirting, too.

"What, no grand gesture? No tears? Dramatic apology music?" Namjoon teased lightly, though he laughed to himself and shook his head, moving to focus on eating. He gave a happy sound with the taste. "It is. I can see why this place gets so much attention." He grinned slightly as he ate.

Cosette smiled slightly and nodded. "Sure, I guess we can do that," she decided, though she could admit she wasn't all that eager to put a lot of distance between herself and Taehyung. Shaking her head to rid herself of the thought, she shifted. "Let's go."

Taehyung grinned. “You’re lucky you got an apology in the first place.” Taehyung teased. “So, I say we celebrate our first day of a good week by the pool after some food, what do you say?” Taehyung asked. “We can even drag the others with us, Yoongi is so pale, sunlight will do him some good.” Taehyung shrugged.

Camille dragged her sister off with a laugh. “I see the way you look at him, you know. You should dress to impress.” Camille murmured to her sister. “I got the perfect bikini for this.” Camille sighed happily.

Namjoon laughed. "Really?" he asked, "Even after discovering what this place has to offer?" He grinned playfully but he hummed in thought with the suggestion and nodded slightly. "Sure, I think the pool would be a good idea." He grinned slightly. "We can just enjoy the water and the sun."

"Oh, wait, my jacket!" Cosette reminded before she quickly went back to grab it, not wanting to leave it behind. Grabbing it from behind the bar, she headed back t her sister and made a face. "I'll try to," she decided, though she did her best not to address her sister's first statement.

Taehyung grinned with Namjoon’s words, because he knew the best thing this place had to offer was Cosette. “Really. All I know is that the pool is the best idea to relax, and hey, who knows what else this week will bring?” Taehyung grinned, taking another sip of wine. “Maybe we can get lucky in more ways than one.” Taehyung shrugged. “I’m glad I packed my swimming shorts, I nearly didn’t.”

Camille waited for her sister fondly, although Camille noticed Cosette’s avoidance of the topic at hand, Camille knew not to push the shy girl. Linking her arm through Cosette’s, Camille smiled softly. “Here’s to turning eighteen.” Camille grinned. “Now come on, let’s go and look hot by the pool,” Camille teased.