**Chapter 30: The Dinner Date**

Hana stood in front of the mirror, her hands smoothing the fabric of the dress Hobi had chosen for her. The dress clung to her curves, accentuating every line of her body in a way that was both alluring and elegant. The deep neckline highlighted her chest, while the cinched waist drew attention to her hourglass figure. The color—a rich, deep red—contrasted beautifully with her skin, making her look both striking and seductive.

Hobi had watched her as she dressed, his eyes lingering on her every movement. He’d insisted on choosing the outfit, pulling it from the closet he had meticulously stocked with clothes that suited her perfectly. He had a specific vision for tonight, and this dress was a part of it. As she slipped on the high heels he had also chosen, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of satisfaction. She looked exactly as he had imagined—utterly irresistible.

“Are you ready?” Hobi’s voice was smooth, carrying a hint of anticipation as he approached her from behind, his hands gently resting on her shoulders. His touch was familiar now, and Hana leaned into it slightly, still marveling at how much she had grown to trust these men in such a short time.

“Yes, I think so,” Hana replied, a slight nervousness in her voice. She wasn’t used to dressing so provocatively, and she could feel the eyes that would undoubtedly be on her tonight.

“You look stunning,” Hobi murmured, his hands sliding down her arms before he stepped back, allowing her to take one last look in the mirror. “Absolutely perfect.”

Hana blushed at his words, feeling the familiar flutter in her chest that his presence often evoked. “Thank you, Hobi.”

With that, they left her apartment, Hobi’s hand resting possessively on the small of her back as they made their way to the high-class restaurant he had selected for their evening. The car ride was comfortable, filled with light conversation and the occasional compliment from Hobi, who couldn’t seem to take his eyes off her.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Hana was immediately struck by the opulence of the place. The building itself was grand, with high ceilings, elegant chandeliers, and an atmosphere that spoke of wealth and exclusivity. The host greeted Hobi by name, and Hana couldn’t help but wonder just how connected these men were.

As they were led to their table, Hana noticed the curious glances from other diners, their eyes drawn to her striking appearance and the commanding presence of the man beside her. She felt a mix of self-consciousness and excitement, knowing she was in for a special evening.

The table they were led to was in a semi-private section of the restaurant, offering both intimacy and a view of the beautifully decorated dining room. Hobi pulled out her chair for her, his hand brushing against her back as she sat down.

“Thank you,” she said softly, her eyes meeting his with a warmth that had been growing between them over the past weeks.

Hobi smiled, taking his seat across from her. “It’s my pleasure.”

As they settled in, the waiter brought them menus and offered a selection of the restaurant’s finest wines. Hana, not particularly knowledgeable about wine, let Hobi make the choice. He did so with confidence, selecting a bottle that he assured her would complement their meal perfectly.

While they waited for the wine, Hana glanced around the restaurant, taking in the lavish surroundings. It was then that her eyes landed on a familiar figure approaching their table, and she felt a jolt of recognition.

“Jin?” she said, surprised. The man approaching them was the same one Namjoon had mentioned—a brother, or at least a close friend, who had made those delicious pancakes for her not too long ago.

Jin’s face lit up with a charming smile as he reached their table. “Hana, it’s nice to finally meet you properly,” he said, his voice as smooth and warm as she remembered from their brief introduction through Namjoon.

Hana returned his smile, feeling a sense of ease wash over her. “I didn’t know you worked here,” she said, feeling a little foolish for not connecting the dots earlier.

“Not just work here,” Hobi interjected with a grin, “he owns the place.”

Hana’s eyes widened in surprise. “Really? Wow, this place is incredible.”

Jin chuckled, a modest smile playing on his lips. “Thank you. I’m glad you like it. It’s been a passion project of mine for a while now.”

Hana nodded, genuinely impressed. “It’s amazing. And thank you for the pancakes you made me, by the way. They were delicious.”

Jin’s smile widened. “I’m glad you enjoyed them. I’d be happy to make you more anytime.”

A thought suddenly crossed Hana’s mind, and she looked at Hobi, then back at Jin. “Would you like to join us for dinner? If you’re not too busy, of course.”

Jin glanced at Hobi, who gave a small nod of encouragement, and then back at Hana. “I’d love to, if you don’t mind.”

“Of course not,” Hana said quickly. “It would be nice to get to know you better.”

With that, Jin took a seat beside Hana, and the three of them began to engage in light conversation. The chemistry between them was easy, with Jin’s charm and Hobi’s laid-back demeanor putting Hana at ease. They talked about the restaurant, Jin’s passion for cooking, and even a few lighthearted stories from their childhoods.

As the evening progressed, Hana found herself more and more comfortable in Jin’s presence. There was something about him that was both comforting and intriguing, and she could see why Namjoon and Hobi spoke so highly of him.

When the waiter returned with their wine, Jin expertly poured it for the three of them, and they toasted to the evening. Hana took a sip of the rich, velvety wine, savoring the way it complemented the flavors of the appetizers that had been brought to the table.

As they continued to eat and chat, Hana’s phone buzzed with a message. She glanced at it briefly, noticing it was from Namjoon, checking in on how her evening was going. She smiled at the text, feeling a warmth in her chest at the thought of him. She quickly replied, telling him about Jin joining them and how lovely the evening was turning out to be.

When she put her phone down, Jin gave her a curious look. “Namjoon?”

Hana nodded, a slight blush coloring her cheeks. “Yes, he just wanted to make sure everything was going well.”

Jin smiled knowingly. “He’s always looking out for you.”

Hana returned the smile, feeling a sense of comfort at the thought. “He is.”

As the conversation continued, Hana realized how easy it was to talk to Jin. He was attentive, engaging, and had a way of making her feel like she was the most important person in the room. She found herself laughing at his stories, her earlier nerves completely forgotten.

At one point, Jin leaned in slightly, his voice lowering as he asked, “So, Hana, do you enjoy dining out often?”

Hana shook her head, a small smile on her lips. “Not really. I’m usually too busy with work. But tonight has been really nice. I should do this more often.”

Jin’s smile was warm, his eyes glinting with interest. “Well, if you ever want to try something new, just let me know. I’d be happy to cook for you, either here or somewhere else.”

Hana felt a flutter in her stomach at the offer, and she nodded. “I’d like that.”

As the evening drew to a close, Hobi and Jin exchanged a subtle look, one that Hana didn’t quite catch. It was a look of mutual understanding, a silent agreement that the night had gone exactly as planned.

When the bill arrived, Jin insisted on covering it, despite Hana’s protests. “It’s the least I can do,” he said with a charming smile. “Consider it a thank you for the lovely company.”

Hana eventually relented, thanking him again for the wonderful evening. As they all stood to leave, Jin casually asked, “May I have your number, Hana? It would be nice to stay in touch.”

Hana didn’t hesitate. She handed her phone to Jin, who quickly entered his number before returning it to her. “Thank you,” she said, genuinely pleased.

“It was my pleasure,” Jin replied, his eyes locking onto hers for a brief moment longer than necessary.

Hobi placed a gentle hand on Hana’s back, guiding her toward the exit. “Ready to go?”

Hana nodded, feeling a pleasant warmth from the evening. “Yes, let’s go.”

As they left the restaurant, Jin watched them go, a satisfied smile on his face. The night had gone perfectly, and Hana was now firmly on the path they had set for her. His mind was already racing with plans for the next steps, knowing that his integration into Hana’s life was now well underway.

As they drove back to Hana’s apartment, Hobi kept the conversation light, asking her how she had enjoyed the evening. Hana gushed about the food, the wine, and how lovely it had been to meet Jin properly. Hobi listened with a smile, pleased with how things had turned out.

When they arrived at her apartment, Hobi walked her to the door, his hand lingering on her back as they said their goodnights. Hana felt a small pang of regret as she closed the door behind her, already missing the warmth of his presence.