"Your ignorance hurts more than your hate."

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"What in the freaky-frack, tic-tac, heart-attack, are YOU DOING HERE?!" She yelled, taken aback by his presence and was about to slam the door on his face but he placed his foot in between the door and got inside, in the blink of an eye. Her jaw dropped looking at his fast reflexes and a playful smirk made its way on his face.

"We literally live two blocks apart and you welcome your handsome neighbour like this?!" He rasped, catching his breath as ran here but she didn't speak a word for good two minutes, she was amused by his self-praises. With no answer coming from her side he yelled again at the woman standing in front of him.

"YAH! I know you're mean but at the very least pick up the calls you shorty shrimp!" He shouted at the woman and she rolled her eyes, placing her arms towards her chest, raising a brow towards the man.

"If you're here for lecturing me you better take your ass out yourself, before I kick on it." She retorted and he shook his head, closing his eyes trying to control his anger. Well, she was no less than when it comes to cursing.

"Fine. Just answer one thing." He questioned taking calculated steps near the woman, who was not intimidated by his actions. She cocked her brow at him, trying to understand what he means to say.

"What?" She asked, pure disinterest in the questionnaire evident in her tone.

"What's up with your poor security? I can barely see any guards near your house. What if some stalker barges in?" He enquired looking everywhere at her house, perturbed. She stared at him arching her perfectly plucked brow and soon took a few steps near the man.

"You're here, all the way from your house to ask this?" She asked, amused and he innocently nodded his head urging for an explanation.

"Well the guards are gone for a few days as it's their holidays and some new guards would be appointed in two days." She explained earning a lopsided scoff from the male.

"You're seriously such a reckless hooman! You're a top actress for God's love! Have some security and do you have any idea that Kim Sierra straightaway bullied you onset today?!" He raised his voice pulling her closer by holding her arms. She gazed into his dark brown orbs trying to decipher his thinking process. She wondered, why is this man, out of all people is worried about her?

"Are you trying to practise the lines here? I mean, we have a similar script like the words you said just now. Don't tell me this is your new way to annoy me." She glanced at his hands on her arms and ridiculed, looking into his eyes. He pulled his hands off her. His brows crouched in confusion and he wetted his dried lips searching for words, as he went speechless by her statement just now.

"You're hopeless, you stubborn woman!" He murmured, observing her from top to bottom and the woman took a deep sigh whilst rolling her eyes.

"Get. The. Hell. Out." She gritted her teeth and stressed on each and every word of hers but the man didn't care about her warnings. Instead, he pulled off his blazer and put it on her shoulders making her eyes go wide in amusement due to his weird actions.

"What-"

"Before kicking me out, you should wear something underneath. This thin white, V-neck t-shirt is making everything quite visible." He got a little closer to her and whispered in her ear in a breathy tone, his voice sent shivers down her spine. She instantly pulled his blazer even closer to her body making sure everything's covered, embarrassment hovered her face.

"You dumb fuck pervert!" She hit him on his head and shoulders with her fists and he giggled looking at her flustered expressions because annoying Park Violet is Jeon Jungkook's forte. His day won't be complete, if he doesn't annoy her at least once and enjoy those frustrated expressions on her face.

"Ok, ok! Fine! I won't say that again." He finally stopped laughing and Violet looked everywhere but him. He was fast to understand the situation and to not make the mood even more awkward he sat on the ground leaning on the couch and took a sip of the alcohol from the soju glass, which Violet poured for herself.

"Yah! That's mine!" She shouted at the man and he didn't care a bit and took another sip from the glass, looking straight into her eyes.

"You should treat your neighbours with respect, who knows I might be of help?" He shrugged while the woman was fuming in rage. Afterall, that's her favourite soju glass from which he's drinking as if it's his own house, giving off a total 'boyfriend material' vibes in that black t-shirt and joggers. His hair were ruffled and he appeared extraordinary handsome with no makeup on, that honey coloured natural skin-tone of his was so attractive. But Violet just rolled her eyes, huffing a breath and tried controlling her outburst.

"Would you mind getting out yourself or should I call Jin oppa?" She gritted her teeth and warned him for the nth time whilst taking her phone in her hands searching for Jin's contact.

"Well, your Jin 'oppa' sent me here." He teased, copying her tone.

"Huh? Why?" She questioned perplexed.

"Well, one, two, three, go! You'll get your answers now." He looked at his expensive watch and simultaneously at the count of three her phone ranged. It was Kim Seokjin, the chairman of 'Jinhit Entertainment' who called her. Her jaw dropped looking at how accurate his timing is. Jungkook mouthed her to pick up the call, which she did, while he munched the chips which she bought for herself. She uttered some profanities towards him, before picking the call.

"Hello Y/N-" Seokjin greeted joyfully only to get cut off from speaking anymore.

"Why is he here at my house, eating my chips, drinking soju from my one and only favourite glass, mocking and annoying me?!" She rapped in a single breath, not letting him speak and Jungkook who was sitting just in front of her almost spit out his drink, hearing her outburst. It was hard for the two males to control their laughs listening to her as if she's rapping.

"I told him to go there. Teach him modelling, you two have to walk the ramp next week, remember?" He explained and Violet rolled her eyes for the nth hearing his statement.

"Don't roll your eyes that much, they might get tilted to the right side forever." Jungkook laughed, teasing the enraged woman for the upteenth time today.

"Jin oppa, you mind if I punch that face of his?" She roared in rage showing the man her fists as if she's about to land a hard punch on him, only to receive a warning from the older.

"Don't you dare destroy my artist's face! I'm well aware you're in the mood to make him bald by pulling his hair everyday on set." Jin rasped and the woman scoffed.

"Am I not your artist too?!" She asked, offended by his words.

"You are one, but with your sharp claws aiming for each other's hair everyday, I'm pretty sure I'm going to disown you and that bunny boy too." He joked to lighten the mood and Violet understood that but soon, Jungkook jumped from his position and joined the conversation, snatching the phone from her hands.

"Yah! Kim Seokjin! Who'll earn millions for you every month then?! You'll be on the roads, remember that." Jungkook warned and the other two sighed, internally face-palming themselves.

"He has no respect for others and his sense of humour is cracked just like his peanut sized brain." The two spoke in unison making the bunny boy angrily pout in annoyance but soon Jin spoke further explaining the situation as he knew these two can argue for the whole night, without taking a break.

"Violet, teach him some tricks as he must walk the ramp next week." the elder ordered and the woman whined, not in the mood to listen to his orders.

"Out of all people, you found only me to teach him?!" She asked, eyeing at the male, who agreed and nodded at her statement. He too, didn't want to get taught by her out of all people.

"You were the queen of that industry. Who would be a better mentor rather than you?" He explained, almost pleading with the woman.

"Seriously? I can teach anyone but not him!" She roared angrily but Jungkook remained silent this time, his lips curved up into a devilish smirk because he knew Jin would handle the situation in his way.

"Fine. If you don't, I'll make sure you'll not be able to attend the event. You know very well, I can do that. I heard Taehyung is going to wear a see through shirt-" He warned but the woman lost her mind when she heard her long time crush's name. Well, Kim Seokjin succeeded in luring the stubborn woman.

"How much time do we have?" She asked, cutting his words off.

"One week." Jin muttered proudly because he succeeded in luring the actress.

"Three days. I'll make sure he's trained in three days." She assured, fire igniting in her eyes and swiftly cut the call.

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"You purposely asked her to teach him, didn't you?" Hyun asked Jin, to which he nodded, chuckling devilishly.

"I'm afraid one of them might end up bald tomorrow." Yoora joined their conversation and Jin smiled whilst shaking his head as 'no'.

"At the very least they'll talk, who knows things might get better between them?" Jin explained and the other two nodded, exchanging awkward glances.

"Should I check on them?" Yoora asked and Jin swiftly denied, shooking his head.

"Nope. Let them deal themselves, you both have a kid to take care of. Spend some time with your family rather than dealing with these dorks. Did you forget you're married to each other?" Jin reminded the two of them and the managers glanced, nodding at each other, agreeing to his statement. Well, at times the two managers forget that they have a personal life too while working so hard to support the artists.

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Jungkook almost got a panic attack by the sudden flip in the time limit made by the woman, now appearing so motivated to teach him, the sudden flip in her intentions sure was amusing. He understood by now, this woman is head over heels for Taehyung and she's ready to do anything for him. He didn't know why, but he felt a strange pang in his heart but her actions brought him out of his trance.

She went towards one of the rooms of her huge house for a minute and came back with bottles of vodka and rum along with some glasses. His brows crouched in perplexion observing her strange actions.

"What are you up to now?" He asked, only to get ignored by the woman who was busy mixing all the drinks together in a single glass and drank in it one go. The male's mouth hung open looking at what she did just now.

"I need to get a little tipsy to deal with this annoying, bratty, jerky and narcissistic personality of yours." She spoke pointing her index finger towards him and he closed his eyes for a mini-second, trying to control his urge of starting an argument with her.

He needs her help right now and so, he must compromise with his pride and cooperate. Afterall, he too was blackmailed by Jin that if he doesn't learn from Violet, he won't arrange any other mentor for him and for the top actor, it will be a shame to not appear like a professional model on the ramp. Above all, he doesn't wish to appear less than Taehyung and Violet.

It would be a lie if he says he ain't lowkey jealous of Kim Taehyung because of two reasons- firstly, he's well aware of his influence. Jungkook may be the top actor but Taehyung, for some reason, is more influential than him in this industry and secondly, he knows where this influence of his comes from.

"I'm amazed how you can be a star actor and idol but know nothing about modelling." She mocked, placing her phone on the stand and went towards the small table in front and sat on the floor, making herself comfortable by leaning her back on the couch.

"No one is perfect." He murmured, loud enough for her to hear. She peeked at him from the corner of her eyes and then again, chunked another glass of the mixed drinks. She was drinking so recklessly that some drops of the strong alcohol fell on her lap, the same place she got burned in the morning. As a result, a painful hiss left from her mouth.

Jungkook was fast to notice that, he approached her and looked at the wound. The whole region was turned purplish-red by now. He instantly sprinted towards the kitchen and brought some ice-packs for her. He was about to put it on her thigh but this stubborn woman won't listen, will she?

"Don't touch me!" She shouted at the male and was about to smack him on his head, but this time he firmly held her wrist, a stern expression made its way on his face.

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POTATO'S NOTE:
Their chemistry is kinda intense and I absolutely love their bickerings! XD