Chapter Text
the accessories draping thanos glistened from the mass of camera flashes as the rapper stepped out of his neon green sports car. thanos’ face morhped into a cocky smile as he waved to the paparazzi. he’d learned not to blink when the cameras flash, enough visits to events such as these and enough horrid photos of him mid blink was all he needed.
the special occasion was just a giant birthday party for this nepo baby famous guy, what was his name again? like heesu or something dumb like that. thanos’ manager, gyeong-su, made sure to hammer the guys’ name in his head, but it kinda slipped out to make room for his ego. all the cameras and people shouting his name as he walked out of the car and over to the restaurant entrance were really fueling it.
thanos was too busy being showered in praise from his adoring fans that gyeong-su had to yank him into the resturant doors after checking him in. once inside, he pushed thanos forward and gestured for him to mingle with the other celebrities. thanos grunted when he was pushed, and stubbornly glazed his eyes over the crowd of people. no familar faces, at least none he wanted to see. this is gonna be a long night.
he went over to the bar and sat down on a stool that no one was close to. the bartender sped walked over to him, he had sheepish look to him. “hi what i can i get you..?” thanos eyed the bartender for a few minutes before switching his gaze to the array of alcohol behind him. gyeong-su would probably kill him if he drank right now, as he ‘needed’ to be sober in order to ‘be normal’, whatever that means. he looked back to the bartender, “a sprite would be cool.” the bartender nodded and hurridly grabbed a glass.
“hey what’s your name again?” thanos asked, his eyes fixed on some painting on a wall to his left, although he was talking to the lesser behind the counter. “min-su..” the other said as he pushed the sprite towards the rapper. he nodded, “thanks bro.”
“so min-su…do you know how many people are supposed to be here?” his stare met min-su’s again. the man shook his head, “no sorry…they only tell me when to work and for how long..” he avoided thanos’ eyes. “mm.” thanos dragged his eyes towards the door after hearing a bit of comotion in that direction. a girl with long shoulder length hair, a shorter layer sat neatly on top of the longer, and some cheap dress clothes had her head turned away from the inside of the place. she was waving to people outside.
“a lot of camera flashes huh? must be a pretty popular girl…” thanos said bitterly, the last sentence trailed off a bit. now he wasn’t saying it to min-su as much as he was to himself, but the other responded anyway. “yeah- i think his name is nam-gyu. he’s a model.” “nam-su huh…” thanos murmured to himself. he turned his head fully to min-su, but his stare lingered a bit longer before meeting him. “wait- so thats a guy?” guy was emphasized. “mhm.” min-su nodded.
the rapper turned his head to face nam-du again. now he was facing the room and chatting with some girl. thanos took a sip of his sprite as he eyed him down. he had a nice figure, and admittedly a nice face too. pronounced cheekbones, sharp eyes, a smile that curved mischievously at the end…no wonder he was a model.
thanos licked his lips as he pulled his eyes back up to the mans face, he probably eyed his body down for a good couple of minutes. when he looked at his eyes again, he noticed the man was meeting his gaze. a small smile was plastered on his face, he looked amused. thanos almost snapped his neck when he turned back to his sprite, he’d rather have his neck snapped than live through the embarrassment of nam-su knowing how thanos had been looking at him. nothing malicious in mind, but suggestive on its own.
thanos brought his hand up to the back of his neck as he rubbed it, trying to play it off. a few seconds passed, before he felt a hand grip his shoulder. the rapper jolted and swung his head to the culprit.
it was gyeong-su. fucking gyeong-su. thanos chuckled. “you scared the shit out of me bro.” gyeong-su’s eyebrows were frustratingly tilted together as he glared at the rapper. “i told you to mingle with the guests not eye-fuck them!!” he huffed. “woah bro slow down im not eye-fucking anyone man. im just looking.” he put his hands up beside his head as a gesture of innocence. “yeah totally…you looked like you were gonna pounce that guy over there.” gyeong-su tilted his head towards nam-shit who stopped looking a while ago. “mm no. though he’s a model, am i not supposed to enjoy the view?” gyeong-su rolled his eyes. “no. not at a party like this. maybe ask him out like all those other girls and maybe you could look at him like that at home. not here.” thanos opened his mouth to protest, but his manager cut him off. “do not embarrass me tonight. you know how big this party is with the media, su-bong.” “do not call me that.” thanos snapped. he took another sip of his sprite spitefully and waved gyeong-su off. “im not gonna embarrass you man you can go hover over someone else’s shoulder.” he didnt look at him as he said that. gyeong-su sighed and walked away.
thanos continued to bitterly sip his sprite before he got up. he didnt even bother to worry about his drink getting spiked.