He's much prettier in real life, Jeongguk takes a notice. Honey skin glimmering under the aureate lights, slimmed figure moving deliciously.

Supermodel Kim Taehyung is everywhere— everywhere but especially here right now, right at the vision of his sight.

And Jeongguk has never seen a prettier sight.

His stare lingers, but he never expected to have those cat-eyes linger to him, eyes taunting and mischievous as they dare to come across his figure like he knows Jeongguk has been eyeing him all night long.

And still—

"Jeon Jeongguk, heard lots about you."

"Huh?"

"The famous footballer. You seem scrawnier on TV." Taehyung hums, gaze shameless. "Those thighs though, I've been dreaming of having them against me for far too long." He smiles smugly, fingers trailing across Jk's chest.

•

Or ; it's a bit hard maintaining a healthy relationship in the industry, but as soon as Jeon Jeongguk, the famous and most known football player in Seoul, met Kim Taehyung; the number one supermodel in Korea, at one of those lanky parties in Hollywood, nothing else seems to matter anymore.