Stuffing my phone in the apron pocket, I rush towards the recording studio where Taehyung asked me to meet him at. I didn't notice the chef hat on my head was still on, I rushed so hastily.

I could hear people laughing behind me but i damn cared. I need to know the situation first, and as Taehyung's intuition suggested, maybe these runts will turn out to be a problem for us in the future. At least if not now.

"Hey, hi!" I tap Taehyung on his shoulder. He had his clean foot against the wall as he is alerted of my presence.

"Hi, babe. Oh, Namjoon is going nuts in there. All because of that girl!" He says with a smile as I too smile. This girl was really something, like I said earlier— Namjoon is not the guy who loses his cool easily.

He goes, "Hey hyung! Did you hear there will be a new head make up artist and her apprentice is someone needed for the company's benefit." The gossip girl of the group Jimin says to Namjoon. Namjoon was skimming over the lyrics papers and analysing everyone's topics.

"M-hmm, what about it?"

"Well, she is important to the company—"

"None are important to the company, Jimin. There are either collaborators and the ones who aren't collaborated with the company." Such an intellectual, unbiased man grew out of Namjoon. I feel like a mother as I hear!

"That's very true. Uri (our) Namjoon-ie is very intelligent. Right?" Jin says, passing the imaginary mic to Hobi who thinks hard and above to answer— like a real ass interview.

"Our Namjoon-ie has always been our intelligent leader. That's why he is our leader!" His Hobi virus was all over the place as he jumps on the little couch, a 'tired' Yoongi beside him.

"Guys, there's someone important here. Please stand up." Their head manager, Sejin oppa rushed in and alerted them. The silly boys laugh at Namjoon who exhales a defeated sigh.

It was Kimona with her arrogance as her second skin. Even if she knew she had to be respectful to her artist group, she dare said,

"I have viewed all your previous make up sets. Even from a close up. They weren't up to the standards at all. Especially the one during... DNA stage, AMAs.

"The make up was really ugly."

(Hypothetically and in the alternate world please we know Jimin was shining in that make up SHEESH)

As she said, everyone's eyes furrowed together.

"But that's done by one of our own staff. Why would you want to improve more on the one that is done in the past?" Jin argues first.

"That is not my point, Jin-shi. I want to say that as I become an apprentice to your head make up person, I will make sure such atrocity for make up will not be done." Says the girl. Jimin pluckers his plump lips out and looks at Taehyung.

They know that I did the make up for them that day. It was such a prideful day and they clearly remember how perfect and sparkly the make up was for the set/background on AMAs stage.

Jimin nods at Taehyung, gesturing him to calm down before he spoke up. Then, Namjoon intervenes while his leader instinct kicks in.

"What we as a neutral company for artists believe that nothing is perfect. Perfection does not exist and our employees including ourselves are trying our best." Namjoon says, again, packed with wisdom.

"Then hone your skills to perfection. There's nothing more to do there." Saying, she passes her iPad to her bodyguard. Namjoon was not pissed yet, only until she says,

"Your company will not go ahead. Even after your good work and progress, one single imperfection will bring everything down back to zero." She says with a serious face.

The tension in the room was knife-cutting thick. The members looked back and forth between their leader and the new make up head apprentice. They were staring at each other competitively.

"I hope you can perform better too. Important or not, we are still a united company and we seek perfection." He cleverly mocks her, the girl scoffing and folding hands on her chest. Having nothing more to say, she waves her slim hips to leave the scene.

"Oh fuck—" even I was hecked angry on this girl now. Before I could go and beat some sense into that girl, Taehyung stops me.

"Hey, hey, hey. Just imagine me when I was standing there. I truly wanted to question my morals for wanting to hit a girl."

"Taehyung that's nonsense. You should have spoken back or beat some sense into her head with your large-ass hands, dammit! What were you doing!?" I say to him as he chuckles with his head down and his hands on my shoulders.

"Chill, Nari. It's all safe now. I just want Namjoon hyung to calm down before we start recording again. You know how his mind will get all messy."

"Yeah, that clumsy baby. Can I talk to him now?" I ask, wanting to calm the big baby down myself.

"Hmm, I don't know. Let's see." Holding my hand, he takes me through the little crowd of employees who parts itself for us and we enter the recording studio. It was restricted for entry as per the instruction given, Jin went for recording in the other room.

Namjoon looks up from his paper, his chin being rubbed by his finger. He gives me a half lifted smile as I approach him.

"Can't believe that girl and her dad dare comment on my food too." I mutter quietly as I crouch down to Namjoon's level.

"They did that? Ugh, CEO Jiwon is entertaining all rubbish this year. I don't need my January to start this way." Groans Jimin as he becomes a starfish beside his best friend Taehyung.

"They're rotten, isn't it?" Namjoon asks as I sigh and say yes.

"They need to clear themselves off any rubbish before entering a corporate level job. Like, couldn't they at least be taught a few etiquette and manners? Jeez." Namjoon blurts in English as I pat his shoulder.

"It's fine, Namjoon. I heard from him that you are now on competitive terms. Think about your group now, please. They will be hopeless when you're deviated from your trajectory. Remember what I said?" I look at him as he smiles giantly and he looks down at his lap, covering his face.

"They're the puppies and you're the..."

"Master. But I can still argue—" He tries but I fail him up, "You're the master. Guide them the best you can, Namjoon. Take care of yourself. Forget about that wrench."

"It seems more than I, you need some forgetfulness about the girl in question Nari-shi." He says as I make a derp face. We know what we're talking about.

"I can ask the manager to send Taehyung home early. Hes almost done with his part too." As he says, I slap his arm as he jumps his knees like a kid on the couch.

"Well, I'm going. Turn around you guys." Saying, I pull Taehyung up and vigilant with the members, I mutter, "Come back home early. I got something waiting for you."

Our lips meet, just for a peck.

"I heard that!~" The naughty maknae Jungkook cooes as I throw the couch pillow at him.

"Bye." Using my sultry voice, I wave my hand at a smirking Taehyung and close the door.

*cracks knuckles*

I guess I should get back into my job of being a make up artist again. That wrench Kimona needs some behavioral training, grr.