Chapter6

Edited.

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The sun shone pleasantly casting its warm rays in through the window, making it seem like a pixie dust stairway to heaven.

The drifting silence was peaceful and absolutely calming.

But cheery, poetic, sunny mornings aside... Taehyung felt a little too constipated over the fact of having to attend the interview.

Surely it didnt seem like a big deal, but Taehyung was almost as close to dropping 6ft underground to succumb away from facing what he has no idea of.

Taehyung wasn't a coward, but if he would get a little trailer of what he was getting himself into would have earned some brownie points and not made him an anxious overload of drama he currently was at the moment.

Taehyung fussed with his tie, lost in thought.

This wasnt his first interview... but that  didnt stop his nerves from going hay-wire at the thought if it.

Ironic, if you call it... how Taehyung would model without losing a braincell but still would lose his shit for having to attend an interview.

Its simply Taehyung Things.

"Are you even ready for Christ's sake?!" Jimij yelled from the other side of the door.

"Yeap. Just a moment" Taehyung replied, sighing out loudly.

He placed the knot of his tie under his collar and looked one last time at his reflection.

He faked a smile, a dazzling one that too, but ended up rolling his eyes.

He picked up his leather bag and checked to see his resume sitting snugly within the folds of the black material.

Taehyung walked out of his room, with his blazer slung around his arm and slipped into the dining area.

Jimin sat around the table with his phone in his hand as he scrolled through it, biting onto a Peanut butter and jelly sandwich while Yoongi helped SeokJin with preparing breakfast.

Yoongi and Jin were both clad in formal white shirts, buttoned all the way.

Taehyung settled himself on his seat around the table as Yoongi passed over a plate with eggs and bacon with spreadcheese toast, Taehyung's favourite affordable breakfast, if I might add.

Taehyung thanked the older and began eating his food.

Yoongi and Jin, too settled down with their breakfast.

"What's with the formals Yoongi hyung?" Taehyung asked, finding a little odd that the man was wearing a white dress shirt when basically he would crawl out of his room with a sweatshirt on the rest of the days.

"Oh- there's some musical accordance meeting today. I'm not sure of its details cause I kinda dozed off when the attendee gave the speech. But uh- I asked Suran and she told me it was some kind of training programme?"

"Oh so you're going in for training?" Jimin asked, setting his phone down.

"No... it's a two-way training programme... like I teach somebody my style of music and that person teaches me their style... I guess? At least that's what she told me" Yoongi shrugged. "Its a 6 month project. Talk about highschool partnered projects and their antics." Yoongi sighed.

"Do you get any awards or anything? You know... like upgrades or something at the end of the project?" Seokjin asked, equally interested as the other two.

"Yeah.. it's a freeway ride to British Academy of music. There you'll get to compose music for bigger celebs and stars and movies. Sounds fun for me." Yoongi said with a slight grin.

"Yoongi you genius God of Music... you're gonna slay this bud" Jimin said with a grin and a pudgy thumbs-up and the Kim siblings gave a short cheer out for the raventte, who felt a little flustered.

"So anyway" Yoongi cleared his throat "Taehyung, today is your day. Go with the flow, kay? And don't fucking panic."

Taehyung sighed "I'll try not to."

"I'll drop you, since you've not got back your car yet." Seokjin implied and Taehyung honestly felt a little relieved

"You're gonna murder them with your looks Tae. I swear you'll get in or I'll kiss my- no Yoongi's ass if they reject you" Jimin said with a mischievous, cunning smile with absolutely no shame of speaking it over breakfast.

"Oh God-" Seokjin sighed out, silently praying a Hail Mary to re-bless his ears for the 283940th time.

"I wish I could insist you on failing the interview just so that I can wipe twinkie's smirk away." Yoongi deadpanned "so much for being straight, you are wild for the ass that you cant touch" Yoongi pointed out to Jimin who stuck his tongue out as rebuttal and grinned like the little demon he was.

"But.. I'm better than hoping for that, so you're gonna ace this shit Tae."

Tae smiled, feeling a little more confident than before.

They continued chatting for a while as they finished their food. Jimin and Taehyung did the dishes and left them to dry.

Taehyung grabbed his bag and coat, following Jimin outside to the driveway.

The brown haired boy, turned around to face Taehyung with a brow raised.

"So... what are you gonna do, if ... you know, you kinda... sorta... end up meeting Jungkook and he doesn't.. buy your whole idea of escapade?" Jimin asked with a genuine sense of confusion.

Taehyung sighed out.

The blond licked his lips and looked back at Jimin. "Well... for first I'm- uh.. gonna get cake. And eat a slice out of it... to make up for the probable shitty ditch I would wind up into" Taehyung scoffed "yep. That's what I'm doing."

Jimin chuckled looking ag his best friend's behaviour.

"And if... he does buy your story of 'pay me back for my kia' ?" Jimin questions back.

"Well" Taehyung looked at Jimin with a tight lipped smile- that was almost as unsure as the hours that were approaching him. "Then.. bitch better have my money."

******

Taehying stepped out of his older brother's car and looked at the multiple-storey glass building. He let out a breath and looked back at Jin, who was seated in the car.

"You'll do great. Dont worry okay?" Jin says, through the rolled down window.

Taehyung returned the flashy smile and nodded in approval.

Jin's car revved off and Taehyung turned to face the building.

"Let's do this..." he mumbled to himself, putting up a soft smile and walked in.

It wasn't much on the outside but the detail in the interiors were fancy.

Taehyung felt a little too out of place with looking at brown haired and black haired people walking around when he was literally standing there like the fucking sun with bright blond hair.

But much to his relief, he spotted a pink haired guy so he thought his hair color wouldnt be much of a problem for an extent to kick him out or shave his head bald.

Snapping out of his thoughts and finding that the security guard had been eyeing him suspiciously the entire 5 minutes he was frozen on the ground literally made him snap out of his non existent problems that he seemed to be making real with his paranoia.

He walked over to the reception desk and a pretty woman in her 20s looked up to him and gasped a little out of surprise- but then her lips curved into a smile, almost... a flirtatious smile.

Talk about Kim Taehyung and his Charms.

The literal masculine version of Snow White where he is the princess and all the people are basically animals floundering on their toes to catch a look at him.

"Hi." Taehyung smiled back, showcasing his tone a few octaves lower and he saw the girl slightly shiver.

He smirked internally at the scene.

"Uh- uh.. Hi." She stuttered and sealed it up with an awkward smile.

"Um... I'm here for the interview?"

The woman smiled dreamily and Taehyung tapped his fingers on the table, out of patience, snapping the woman out of whatever  fantasy she was having.

"Oh- I'm so sorry. You're here for?" She said quickly, trying to cover up whatever happened.

"... the... interview?" Taehyung replied slowly.

"Oh! Right. Right yes. Um- your name sir?" She quickly asked, the red tinted of embarrassment still splayed on her cheeks as he switched onto the professionalism mode.

"Kim Taehyung." He replied with a small smile.

The woman searched the name on the computer, typing away something and shifting he retire focus on the screen, considering it was extremely hard.

She looked up at the blond and then back at the computer "Taehyung Kim... okay.. you're checked in for the intern slots. Jinyoung, will take you to the waiting room."

Taehyung nodded, and turned to face the man named Jinyoung who said a 'please follow me' and took him into an elevator.

An odd music played in the elevator and honestly... Taehyung felt weird standing in an awkward silence.

God how he wished Jimin was with him.

The elevator dinged open on the 15th floor and Taehyung walked out almost sucking in a breath when his eyes fell on those dark ones.

He froze in his steps as he stared back with equal intensity.

"Are you okay?" Jinyoung muttered.

"What?" Taheyung snapped out of his thoughts.

"Are... are you okay?" He asked, eyes distinct but Taehyung could read concern out of it.

"Uh? Oh yeah.. yeah." Taheyung gulped. "That's- that's a lot of portraits... pictures... of-"

"Jeon Jungkook?" Jinyoung completed his sentence. The brown haired man crossed his arms and stood next to Taehyung, taking in the whole aura of the particular picture displayed on the wall out of the entire row of pictures hung on the walls of the aisle.

It was a HD shot of Jungkook from the 2018 Seoul tour, his hair parted in the middle, with body fitting dark clothes and flames in the background while his eyes sharp, focused and determined staring deep into the camera as if he was asking the viewers to sell their soul to him.

"Yeah.." Taheyung replied, trying to act all normal as if he hadn't ever personally met the boy and called him a 'coconut headass cult boy'

Taehyung cringed internally.

Nothing in this picture seemed like how he looked like that night.

"Well... one could say he built the foundation for the current generation view rates. Talk about being the face of the company.. eh?" Jinyoung grinned a little looking at Taehyung and the blond grinned back, nodding with the same energy with a little bit of awkwardness.

The two shuffled and walked ahead, succumbing into silence again while Taehyung constantly felt like he was walking into a trap with a hundred Jungkooks staring down at him from the walls.

His journey finally ended when they walked into a lobby-like room where four people were already seated.

Taehyung turned around to face Jinyoung and the man gave him a smile.

"I wish you luck"

Taehyung smiled and thanked him, walking into the room and settling far away all the people that were already present.

Taehyung mentally practiced of all the things he should say and he shouldn't, secretly praying that he wouldnt have to face the heartthrob of the nation.

I mean what were the chances?

It was just some stupid internship programme for some slot in the company anyway. And obviously a major celebrity wouldn't waltz into interviews like these now would they?

Taehyung believed his gut feeling that the raventte wouldnt show up and continued meditating in the calm atmosphere to gain his focus, as two people walked into another room where the interview was taking place. It was quiet, until the door shot open and he flinched to his side.

"I want to see him!" The brown haired girl yelled. Her hair styled into soft curls. Her skirt was a little too short for an interview but Taehyung didnt judge. But her behaviour? Oh boy.. Taehyung judged all of that.

"Please ma'am...  you cannot do this!" Jinyoung pleaded, a little pissed.

"I'm here for the interview!" She snarled at Jinyoung and the poor man backed away clutching his heart.

"You- you just said you are here to see him?" Jinyoung replied with an annoyed tone.

"I said what I-" before the brunette could even complete another woman walked in.

She had a curvy body and long black hair that matched her. She wore a simple light yellow sweater and white Jeans. Her aura was extremely too bold and with the maroon red lipstick she had on... Taehyung knew she wasnt one to be fucked with.

"Sit in your goddamned place then Hani." She roared.

The other guy in the room may have paled a shade or two and Taehyung sat stunned in his seat.

"Or do you want me to manhandle you into the chair?"

"Fine bitch I'll go-" the girl named Hani replied, rolling her eyes.

"This whor-" the other woman grit through her teeth

"Hwasa- Hwasa.. calm down" Jinyoung stopped the woman, honestly scared for his life fearing he would be caught in the cross fire.

"I'm calling Namjoon" Hwasa sneered and walked out of the room leaving an exhausted Jinyoung in the room.

If there was a walking version of roadkill- Jinyoung would be it. Taheyung laughed at the thought, not noticing the girl who sat across him a few seats away.

Taehyung looked at Hani who glared at him.

Oh.

"Were you laughing at me?" She asked, in a pouty tone as if the whole demon that she seemed to have put out few seconds ago didnt exist.

"Oh? Oh no- how can I laugh at a pretty thing like you?" Taehyung smirked a little watching the brunettes's eyes flash with excitement.

"Ahn Hani." She said walking over to Taehyung and putting her hand forth.

"Kim Taehyung" he flashed a smile and he could swear he saw heart eyes popping out of the girl's eyes.

"That's a nice name. Are you from Kim Holdings?"

Taehyung slightly backed away realizing he infact maybe talking to a gold digger, considering she named one of the most prestigious business companies in South Korea

"Nope."

"Kim Arisons?"

The trade agency. Hmm. Taehyung could only imagine.

"Nope."

"La Dine Kims?"

The restaurant. Right. Taehyung literally wanted to laugh his ass off.

"Nope."

She looked at him with a confused look. "Just... just a Kim?"

"Mm hmm. Just Kim Taehyung." He replied, acting all oblivious to the girl's intentions.

"You are too beautiful for being poor" she mumbled to herself quite loud enough for Taehyung to hear.

"What?"

"Huh? Oh- oh nothing. I- I'm just gonna go sit back in my place. You know..." she grinned awkwardly, trying to find an excuse.

"Cant sit with an average guy?" Taehyung questioned and the girl stood in her place, thinking of an explanation but Taehyung beat her to it. "No worries, I dont like sitting with women who have an average intellect of monkeys... so it's a win win situation."

Taheyung watched her eyes almost pop out of her skull and before she could react the door slammed open again and a tall man with glasses walked in.

Hani frowned looking at the man, crossing her hands over her chest.

Taheyung watched the magnificent looking man stop a little away from Hani.

"You.." she snarled at the man.

"Yes and I-" the man paused as his gaze landed on Taehyung who looked at him expectantly, waiting for the unknown handsome man to roast the immature woman.

"And.. I-" he sighed and then looked down at Hani.

"How the hell did you even get in here?" He asked calmly and honestly Taehyung felt that sounded more dangerous than anything.

"I applied for this internship, Namjoon. I'm going to work her." Hani admitted.

"No you're not." The man named, Namjoon replied.

"Well you can check the list if you want. I'm on it." Hani smirked and Namjoom checked to confirm only for her smirk to intensify when she saw Namjoon grip tightly onto the papers.

"I'm the best candidate here. I know in and out of this company. I'm pretty much compatible with the surroundings and familiar with it." She smiled. "I mean look at this wimp here.. do you think he is gonna make it?" She said pointing out to the other guy in the room.

The other guy looked solely scared and startled after that as he hid away his face and walked out of the roomx apologising Namjoon on the way.

"See? He's gone? So you're left with me and..." she turned around to look at Taehyung. "blondie here and obviously I'm the better candidate and hes gonna walk out soon-"

"I'm not abiding to the witch's curse" Taheyung said out loud with a lop sided grin.

Hani glared at Taehyung, his boldness reminding her of a very annoying person who she wanted to strangle to death. To Hani, Taehyung's aura matched to that of her ex's bestfriend... and well for currently as of now- even her ex considering he had completely resisted her charms.

Namjoon gave a grin, a two-way dimple smile and Taehyung felt like he just achieved some brownie points.

Oh well.

This day had far too much entertainment and Taehyung was absolutely loving it the way it was spinning the way he wanted.

"Well then its settled... it's down to you and this... fine gentleman-"

"Taehyung" the blond replied

"-and Taehyung here. Fair match Hani."

"Fair match it is." Hani grinned.

*******

"Mr Kim." An employee walked into the room and Taehyung stood up, glancing at Hani who was shooting death glares he didn't care about.

He straightened his coat and walked into the interview room.

There were two people seated on the other side of the table, one who he recognized as Choi Yoonseok, the Director of the BigHit and the other, Xi Luang, the assistant of the CEO of the Entertainment Company.

Taehyung politely greeted and sat on his designated seat when told to.

They both looked over Taehyung's resume and began asking him questions to which Taehyung skillfully replied.

"So... Mr. Kim, why BigHit?" Mr Choi asked, folding his fingers on the table.

Taehyung paused and exhaled a little "to be honest... I dont really listen to any current songs. It's just rare. The last group I put my whole attention on was Shinee. I believe that- if... I dont hold much emotions over a particular group or a band when I'm working along them, it would be easier for me to focus on my part of work to be more productive for the growth of the company instead of loitering around. I would certainly support the artist, but in a way we both can grow."

Taehyung honestly practiced this answer cause replying as 'I'm jobless and broke' was unethical in Jin's point of view.

"You dont listen to any of our artist's songs?" Xi Luang questioned.

"No sir. I don't." Taehyung answered truthfully.

"I dont... entertain liars" he said slowly.

"I'm not.. lying, sir." Taehyung replied.

Xi Luang looked at him suspiciously, waiting for Taehyung to change his answer, but when Taehyung didnt give a reaction he wanted, the man pressed on a button in the desk.

Nothing happend for few seconds and then he heard it.

The same goddamned cursed voice of his current existential crisis he heard on a youtube video when he was googling the dammed person.

Despite the dense tension, the man laughed airily and a deep chuckle resonated next to the voice, hitting Taehyung that he was being accompanied by someone.

"Sir."

Taheyung heard Namjoon's voice and an eeiry silence fell across the room.

Taehyung literally felt his head on fire, sensing a stare boring holes in his back.

"Jungkook. Can you please stand next to me?" Xi Luang asked and Taehyung felt like throwing a punch at the man.

Great.

And here he was, thinking his day was gonna end well.

Taehyung heard footsteps around him and he watched as the figure stood next to Luang.

Clad in grey sweatshirt and matching sweatpants.

Oh boy.

Not a fucking coconut headass. Definitely not.

Taehyung, slightly gulped and looked deep into his doe eyes that stared back with equal intensity, and this time for real.

Thanks to all the facial emotion control lessons, he held his true emotions away when in reality all he wanted to was scream and smack his head against the wall.

Taehyung admits, okay he may have gone a little too overboard with their previous encounter.

His hair was disheveled and slightly parted. There were light freckles and his neck and forehead a little glossy with sweat, probably from workout or practice. His lips were a slight shade of pink that slowly curved into a smirk and Taehying immediately shifted his gaze back to his eyes.

Jeon Jungkook was teasing him.

The staring battle went for few more seconds before Xi Luang interrupted.

"I see you werent lying. You clearly do not know Jungkook the way other people look at him as" Xi Luang assessed.

"Oh yes.. he clearly doesnt know who I am" Jungkook spoke up and Taehyung felt the need to crawl into earth and lay there for all eternity.

"And if I'm correct... you excel in photography, but however you would like to continue as a model if chances provided. Am I right?"

Taehyung snapped out of his mental crisis and looked at the man "yes sir."

"Then its settled. You are hired co-"

He was cut off by the Director "but sir, there's another candidate."

Xi Luang looked at Namjoon who shook his head as a no for the next candidate.

"I've decided. Congratulations Mr.Kim." Xi Luang answered and shook his hand with Taehyung's who seemed genuinely happy.

"You can come in to work tomorrow. You are assigned as Jungkook's photographer."

"Heh?" Taehyung choked on his breath "I'm sorry sir, but what did you say?"

"Jungkook's personal photographer for most, since Mr Woo broke his back a week ago. Hwasa will direct you, to your modeling sessions when its offered so you can ask her if you have any questions." Xi Luang replied and Taehyung felt his blood run cold.

No. No. No. No. No. No. N O P E. This wasnt happening.

But before he could enquire any more Xi Luang left, with the Director following him.

Taheyung looked at the walls, trying to avoid the gaze from the two men.

"I-

"You hit my car!." Taehyung blurted out before Jungkook could even begin his sentence.

The blond turned to face Jungkook. "And then you tried to escape. But everything that happened after that was solely because some dumbass interpreted it wrong. Not my fault. And it wasnt a baby, it was a dog. My dog. If you're going to sue me for defamation,  you should at least pay for my car.. and its expenses." Taehyung paused looking at the two.

Namjoon held more of soft smile while Jungkook looked like he was gonna let out a hyena laugh on Taehyung's idiocy.

Jungkook looked at Namjoon as they passed some message through their eyes and Namjoon smiled fondly at Taehyung before walking out of the room.

Taehyung could only watch his back helplessly as it disappeared

"I'm not going to sue you" Jungkook replied with a dangerous smirk.

Yep. This ain't gonna be good.

Remember? Taehyung and Good Decisions??? Never on the same side.

"I'm here to congratulate you." Jungkook grinned, a cute bunny smile that was just as deceiving Jimin's eye smile.

"Oh- um thankyou. Well then, this was lovely- I'm going to leave." Taehyung turned on his heels.

But he felt a strong grip on his arm that yanked him around to stand up close to the younger man.

His chest almost touching Jungkook's and Taehyung felt a little uncomfortable with the close proximity between them.

He could practically feel Jungkook's warm breath on his face, if that could make it any worse.

"But not so fast pretty." Jungkook whispered and Taehyung's eyes widened.

The raventte smirked "you step into my game. You play my game."

Now Taehyung wasnt a 15year old school girl to blush and become a wobbly mess at that. What did he think this was? Some Korean Twilight edition?

Taehyung scoffed at the thoughts in his head

"Oh well then it is on Jeon." Taheyung whispered back with equal intensity.

Taheyung hadn't felt this kind of exhilaration in a long time and honestly being finally able to showcase his 'legendary V' side... it felt nice.

Jungkook cocked his brow up and smirked at the blond a little too hotly for Taehyung's liking. "I bet your sweet ass it is Kim"

*******

Jimin, Yoongi and Jin were derailed on the sofa, lazing their time away and waiting for Taehyung so that they could have dinner together.

Jin set the plates and Yoongi went over towards the stove to place the food into serving pots.

Thy heard the door slightly slam and they all expectantly looked at the new member looming in the living room.

"Hey Tae- Tae?" Jimin asked, his voice fading little as he watched the blond walk over to the dining table with a bag  other than  his work bag.

The blond carefully took put a square box from the bag as Yoongi walked in.

"Is it someone's birthday? Cause trust me I'm super bad at remembering them-" Yoongi paused looking at Taehyung with horror as the blond smashed his entire face in the cake.

"Goodnight guys. I'm heading to bed." Taehyung announced and waddled his way towards his room.

"Oh- kay? What the hell just happened?" Jin asked walking into the room, watching the demolished cake.

Jimin chuckled shaking his head as he shifted his attention back to his phone.

"He met the Jeon."
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Author's Note:

Concept photos bitch. I am fucking DECEASED. The white outfits? The dark wings? The fucking last supper table? I  AM  ASTRAL  PROJECTING.

ANGEL DMEON CONCEPT IS MY FAV AND IM ABSOLUTLEY DYING.

Please engrave the picture on my gravestone.

I'm so fucking *not* ready for this comeback. B Y E.

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