Twelve

Jimin was staring at the ticking clock on the wall. Time was passing quickly and he was tense. So tense as he tapped his foot restlessly. He was in a meeting right now yet all he could look at was his phone.

A text came through and he picked up his phone and opened the message.

Taehyung
You should be here right this minute.

Jimin cringed and began typing.

Jimin
I'm in a meeting

He dropped the phone putting up a fake smile at the clients and staffs before him who where each giving him weird glances. A notification sound rang out signalling another incoming message and he bit his lips anxiously.

"Excuse me" he muttered before looking into his phone again. He gasped as he read the contents.

Taehyung
End it!

Jimin
Are you crazy? I can't just end it

Taehyung
😠 End it or I'm going to come up there and cause a scene. You're not going to stand me up. Got that!"

Jimin looked helplessly at the gathering. He couldn't afford for Taehyung to come over so he sighed deeply.

"The meeting is adjourned" he said, getting up.

Hoseok looked wide eyed and confused. He wasn't the only one.

"What? but we haven't finished the review" he complained.

"I'll look into it. I'll do overtime if I have to but I'll definitely look into it"

He placed a hand on the table as he surveyed the small group.

"I'm really sorry ladies and gentlemen but we will continue this meeting some other time. My secretary will notify you on the date and time for the next meeting"

He chewed his bottom lip. "It's just that i have to be somewhere else tonight"

He bowed his head. "Again I'm sorry" he said walking away amidst the murmurings in the room. As he left the hall, he signaled to Yuna to follow him. She trotted after him immediately.

"Get me the best suit we have to offer" he said.

"What about the one you designed last May?"

Jimin smiled "Perfect!"

"But sir, where are you going? It seems odd for you to cancel today's meeting. You never ever cancel not even when you go on a date"

Jimin glared at the woman. "Do I have to tell you every single thing that i do?"

She shook her head visibly frightened by his hard gaze.

"Then go do as I say"

Yuna nodded and hurried away as Jimin walked to his office.

Kim Taehyung stood in front of the building as he gave slight bows to the people moving past him all dressed flamboyantly. He would have gone inside a long time ago but he couldn't without his date which happened to be Jimin. Also, he didn't want to be alone when he had to face the last person in the world he actually wanted to see. He hated associating with anyone so he ducked his head down. His hands where covered with black gloves and he made sure his hair covered a part of his eyes. If he had to be honest with him self, Jungkook was right. His anxiety was definitely returning with a force. His eyes kept scanning the environment until it fell on a white SUV rolling towards the side of the street beside the building.

The car stopped in front of him and he watched the occupant get out. He let out a heavy breath when he saw Jimin walking slowly towards him. He had on a crafty smile on his face but Taehyung couldn't pull his eyes away. He was so handsome wearing a white suit with shiny studs all over it. His hair was dyed a bright pink color and he looked so attractive. All eyes where on the designer as he approached Taehyung stylishly and stood in front of him striking a modellic pose.

Jimin looked at him with a smug smile before clearing his throat.

"Mr Kim?" he said

"Huh?"

"You're drooling" Jimin said pointing to his watering mouth. Taehyung shook his head regaining himself as he wiped his mouth. He frowned at Jimin who laughed.

"You're late!" he said in a sharp tone.

"Well because i have a life which actually includes a job"

Jimin stared at him. "What are you doing out here anyway? Shouldn't you be inside?"

He covered his mouth in surprise when he finally understood.

"You where waiting for me?" he said sarcastically.

"Shut up and let's go" Taehyung said through gritted teeth as he grabbed Jimin's hand and pulled him with him inside. As soon as they stepped into the crowded hall, cold air from the air conditioner hit them instantly. People surrounded them greeting them most specifically Taehyung.

Jimin looked at each and everyone of them critiquing their fashion sense inside his head but his main critical focus was Taehyung. What the hell was he wearing? He was dressed all in black with those dark gloves. Probably, he thought it would make him less visible but he didn't know it seemed to drag more attention to himself.

As they walked towards the front row where their seat was, Jimin noticed how tightly Taehyung held his hand. He looked at him and saw his eyes was wandering around cautiously.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Jimin whispered.

"Nothing...." Taehyung whispered back.

"Then why are you holding on to my hand so tight?"

Taehyung quickly let go and cleared his throat seemingly embarrassed as he straightened himself and walked towards their table with Taehyung's name on a card resting on it.

They sat down beside each other and Jimin examined the hall. This was a vvip event. He could tell by the presence of all the influential and important people he saw today. Many of them in this very hall had purchased and worn several of his designs but he still didn't know what this function was all about.

"Hey why the celebration?" he asked.

Taehyung shrugged. "I have no idea" he whispered almost to himself.

"What a surprise" A voice suddenly sounded behind them. They turned their heads around and saw an older looking but elegant woman with her short greying hair styled into a bob. But the smile on her face made Jimin feel unsettled.

"I can't believe that my favorite designer came here" She said in an excited tone then turned to Taehyung.

"Why didn't you tell me you were inviting Park Jimin to the function?"

"It was a surprise!" Taehyung mentioned without even looking up at the woman.

"I'm surprised alright. It's nice to meet you Jimin" The woman said drawing Jimin up and giving him a hug. Jimin accepted it rather stiffly.

"I've been angry at my son for not contacting me since he got back from the states but seeing you has lessened my anger"

She's his mom?

Jimin was speechless as he glanced at Taehyung but he seemed rather uncomfortable.

"I'm a huge fan of your work. I also buy a lot of your designs"

"Thank you" Jimin finally whispered trying to smile. For a reason, he couldn't quite warm up to the woman. She felt... Strange.

"You enjoy the party" she said and gave Taehyung a half smile as she left to talk to other guests.

"She's your mom?" Jimin said but Taehyung just scoffed. "I don't feel like discussing my family matters" He said in a dry voice.

Jimin nodded sadly. This secretiveness of Taehyung's has always been a problem. He had never wanted Jessica to know about his family. Same with him. He just sighed and pouredfor himself then gulped the whole thing down.

He felt Taehyung staring at him but he didn't care. He drank and drank not just because he was pretty depressed but because the party was boring. Oh my God. All they did was talk about boring business transactions that Jimin didn't care to know. He hated meetings. He only forced himself to attend the ones at his company because he had to. He lived for the thrill of the runway, the feeling he gets when models are walking down the stage in his clothes as music blasts through the air waves.

However, one thing that was actually interesting was the fact that Taehyung kept glancing at him. He wouldn't stop staring so much so that Jimin couldn't help but wonder if he was attracted to him.

"I thought he was homophobic" He thought to himself as he observed Taehyung's watchful gaze from the corner of his eyes but his attention was suddenly drifted to Taehyung's mother who was now standing on stage holding a micro phone in her hands.

She cleared her throat to gain everyone's attention. Once she had gotten that, she started to speak.

"Hello Ladies and gentlemen, you all know me, Kim Cha ha. I'm so happy you all decided to come to this dinner function despite your busy schedule. However, this dinner function isn't just a dinner function, I planned it as an opportunity to celebrate the return of my son Kim Taehyung who spent ten years abroad. Since the recent death of my husband, Taehyung has taken control of the business. His methods have been well.... Extreme..."

She laughed nervously. "But I'm sure it will take the company to greater heights!"

She narrowed her eyes towards Taehyung's direction.

"I'm just going to give a word of advice to my son"

Jimin turned to look at Taehyung. It was like the color had drained away from his face. He looked sick to his stomach.

Mrs Kim continued. "Never forget where you came from and always remain humble because what can be given can also be taken away"

Jimin saw Taehyung cringe and he couldn't help but feel something was wrong somewhere with Taehyung and his mother.

Mrs Kim laughed loudly and raised her cup. "Cheers to Taehyung!"

Everyone raised their glass even Jimin but Taehyung just sat still.

"Cheers to Taehyung!" Everyone chorused.

Mrs Kim smiled "Now everyone, there's plenty to eat and drink. Enjoy yourselves"

She got down from the stage and passed Jimin and Taehyung's table holding her head high.

Jimin could sense hostility in the air as goose bumps spread all over his skin. So Taehyung's father is dead and he seems to have a horrible relationship with his mother. His family didn't seem put together just like his own. He was really uncomfortable added to the fact that Taehyung was painfully quiet.

He swallowed more drinks and smiled when soft music began to blast though the speakers. Without thinking, he grabbed Taehyung's hand.

"Let's dance! This party is boring" he exclaimed.

Taehyung stared at him in confusion.

"What?"

Jimin didn't answer him as they both stumbled towards the dance floor where people where already dancing. They stood face to face and Jimin placed Taehyung's arms around his waist. He looked totally stunned.

"Yah! Are you drunk?"

Damn right he was drunk because if he was in his right senses, he would never let Taehyung touch him.... Never.

Instead, he smiled brightly at him "What? Are you embarrassed to be seen dancing with me?"

He pouted. "What a homophobic" he muttered.

Taehyung groaned. "It's not that. It's just you're drunk and i think i have to get you home"

Jimin wrapped his arms around his neck and stared daggers at him.

"Just dance with me you bastard!" he blurted and Taehyung stared at him in disbelief at his use of a curse word. He really was drunk. With a sigh, he eventually relaxed and began dancing with Jimin. He felt a sense of De ja vu when they where together. How easily they seemed to sway together like it wasn't the first time. The way Jimin rested his head on his shoulder, the smell of the shampoo in his hair, it all felt familiar and made his heart beat crazily fast. He shook his head to clear his thoughts wondering why he was suddenly attacked by such feelings. All of a sudden, Jimin went stiff in his arms. He was no longer dancing. Instead, he was mumbling incoherent words. He was drunk.

"Aish!" Taehyung cried.

Unsure of what to do, he carried him bridal style and headed towards the door way, eyes following him. There where different expressions in their faces but Taehyung didn't want to read meaning into any of them so he walked on. He was almost out when he felt a touch on his arm. He turned and saw his mother

"Is he drunk?" she whispered.

Taehyung flinched making her drop her hand.

"He's drunk so I'm going to take him home" he said. She stepped aside.

"Okay then"

Taehyung walked past her feeling her eyes on him as he went to his car. He would see what he would do about Jimin's car later but for now, he had to take care of this drunken man. He didn't know where he stayed so the only reasonable solution was to take him home.

He placed him on the passenger seat and was about putting his seat belt when he heard Jimin mumbling.

"Mintae... Take me home....Mintae!"

Taehyung was curious as his words rang over and over in his head. Who was Mintae?

Thanks for reading. One of my longest chapter. Have a great day!

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