❝I'm standing still under the frozen light, but
I will walk towards you, step by step
Still with you❞

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"SEOKJIN HYUNG!!" Jungkook yelled, his voice resonating in the house, instantly waking the world wide handsome from his precious sleep.

"SEOKJIN HYUNG!! GET YOUR OLD ASS UP HERE!"

Seokjin groaned and sat up, stuffing his ears into the pillow didn't help from Jungkook. That brat had the audacity to wake him up at six o'clock in the morning. The guts.

Seokjin huffed and stood up, lazily dragging himself to Jungkook's room. He found the coconut head sitting between a pile of clothes, precisely a pile of white T-shirts and black hoodies.

"First of all, my ass is fresh as a daisy. Second, I sacrificed my beauty sleep. What do you want now?" Seokjin asked with hands on his hips.

"Wow, you are so lame. Okay, I need a suit for the interview. I don't have one Hyung... What do I do?" Jungkook asked and whined, still searching in the pile for an ironed suit to pop out of nowhere.

"I swear to god Jungkook. Out of all people, I never expected you to wake up at six o'clock in the morning and scream like a bitch over a suit. God, the impact Taehyung has."

Seokjin said and then proceeded to softly slap his own face to send his beauty sleep away. He yawned and sat on Jungkook's bed.

"You already ruined an hour of sleep of mine. Bitch, make me breakfast. About the suit-"

"Yeah right. Me making breakfast for you magically gets me a suit. I fucking forgot."

"Don't fucking interrupt me when I talk. I was about to tell you to take my suit. Clearly with that bitchy attitude, you aren't getting one."

"Achini, Kochini, Seokjinie!! Ah, forgive this boy. I'll make a delicious breaky for you. Pretty please?"

"Let's see...I think I have a black suit but the shoulders are gonna be too wide for you. I'll work something out." Seokjin mumbled out, Jungkook's bambi eyes glittered.

For him, Seokjin was suddenly this shining man, sent from God. Dramatic, heavenly choirs singing in the background with golden rays illuminating from his back. A true angel in disguise.

"I know my face is handsome. Stop staring at me, you creep." With this the elder left the room and Jungkook squealed happily.

Being the best boy he is, he stuffed the clothes back into the cupboard before running to the kitchen to make his Hyung the breaky he promised.

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"Mmm...it smells so good. My nose is delighted." Seokjin complimented happily, smelling the food on the table. Jungkook's shiny eyes waited for a compliment, a comment about his hard work and Seokjin was proud of him.

"You did well, now go get ready. The suit is on your bed." Seokjin said after patting the younger's head who smiled widely.

~•༻✧༺•~

"Rise and shine! Today is the day I waited for years. The day I meet my idol, the handsome hunk, Min Taehyung. Yeah, JAY KAAY~"

Jungkook went on blabbering in his room, dancing, using his brush as a mic to sing one of Taehyung's hit songs.

Jungkook still couldn't believe he was going to be given a chance to become Taehyung's bodyguard. Damn, he was so nervous.

"Let's get it Jay Kay...."

Jungkook wore the suit as carefully as he could and quickly walked downstairs to show his Hyung who was eating. Kim Seokjin choked on his juice when he saw Jungkook in his suit.

Jin, remember you are still the handsomest. Worldwide handsome.

He wouldn't be lying but Jungkook looked so handsome in his suit, probably a little better, probably an atom size better than himself but he obviously won't admit it.

The younger male looked effortlessly appealing in the black suit with the classic white shirt tucked in. The suit looked tailor made, fitting his muscular torso perfectly, complimenting the attire with a silk black tie and a pair of shiny black shoes. Not to mention how his biceps flexed out.

But shit, that coconut head.

"Hello, Hyung. I'm Jeon, Jungkook Jeon." He said stylishly, imitating the phrase like James Bond.

Seokjin stood up from his chair and walked to him.

"Aish, what's with this hair? You look like a kid who hit puberty three days back."

"Hyung~~~"

Seokjin chuckled and parted Jungkook's freshly washed and little wet hair with his own fingers. He brushed them, making them messier, allowing the forehead to come to display, the striking eyebrow peeking too.

The small change instantly made him look intimidating, more than he already was.

"There's my man." Seokjin complimented, satisfied with his artwork on the younger.

"Do I look handsome? Enough handsome for people to fall for me?" Jungkook asked with hopes in his eyes which Seokjin popped like a balloon in an instant.

"Definitely not. You still look like a kid and yes, definitely not handsome as me. Don't keep your hopes up high. Min Yoongi is interviewing you."

"Fuck, that grumpy boss of yours?"

"Yeah that dickhead."

"Are you telling me I don't even have a chance to at least see Taehyung?"

"He is flying to Milan today."

"THE FUCK? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?"

"BITCH YOU SAID YOU WANTED TO TRY! NOT OGGLE TAEHYUNG!"

Jungkook sighed and cursed slowly, releasing all of his anger, frustration, pain and sorrow with it.

"How stupid of me to even think I have a chance?"

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"What? For real?" Taehyung gasped on the phone, his sources informing him about his brother. Producer Min Yoongi had decided to hold the meeting for Taehyung's personal bodyguard right when Taehyung had to leave for Milan.

Taehyung swirled his phone between his thumb and index finger sassily before brushing his bangs with his other hand.

"Damn, Yoongi hyung."

"What now?" Jimin asked, fixing his Chanel cardigan, cute mochi.

"Jiminie, I have to go to the company before my brother makes my life a complete disaster."

"What? But Taetae! We have a flight to Milan in two hours." Jimin reminded him and Taehyung rolled his eyes.

"You think I don't know? Jiminie I'll be back in an hour max."

"Tae, we aren't going for vacation, it's a goddamn show. Hobi Hyung will kill you."

"Cover up for me please? My soulmate-best friend Jiminie?"

"Ugh, fine. But only an hour."

"I love you my Chimchim. Bye!"

With this Taehyung rushed out the mansion into his car. Jimin smiled and shook his head, his best friend was one of a kind. Once determined to do something by himself, he never listens nor will he ever stop.

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Jungkook chewed his lips in nervousness. He was in the waiting area outside of the cabin of Producer Min as the staff silently coordinated the interview. Jungkook decided to check out the other men around him subtly.

The fuck?

Almost everyone was double his size, from weight to height, finishing Jungkook's non-existing confidence already. He shook his leg continuously, heart throbbing loudly in his chest.

The uneasiness was too much to take and he gasped when the first candidate stepped out of the cabin, head hanging low. It was too obvious, nothing to question, it was all so visible that he was rejected.

This cycle continued for a few while. The mass number of bulky men being rejected right in front of his eyes in a matter of minutes.

Jungkook's tiny bit of confidence was scattered everywhere, lost as he looked down at his file.

Fuck, all of them had lot of experience unlike Jeon Jungkook, the #1 fan boy with a YouTube career that recently sunk down like Titanic.

Jungkook sat lost, barely any hope left, his mind wandering to other possible jobs which he could take.

"You are next!"

Jungkook jolted from his deep wandering and looked blankly as the man ahead of him was called into the cabin. 'You are next' was meant for Jungkook, meaning he was next. Next to go in, next to the interview.

Jungkook turned pale, palms sweating and he hid his face behind his hands. The immense amount of nervousness came in flooding, fretting Jungkook horribly.

Suddenly a sharp click of shoes resonated in the hallway, someone new walking in. The approaching footsteps made everyone turn their heads but Jungkook was too busy praying to the one above to show some mercy.

The footsteps finally stopped and there was something different in the air. The silence was comforting yet this strange feeling was haunted in Jungkook's heart.

It felt so familiar, so weird yet so beautiful.

Jungkook finally let go of his hands from his face, eyes landing on a certain male and he stood up swiftly.

Bleach blonde hair in a mullet, bangs effortlessly falling on his forehead. Pretty doe eyes checking the bulky males, lips puckered up as he stared, concentrating in judging the males in front of him. His slender figure in Gucci shirt and pants.

There he was, the one and only. Min Taehyung, himself.

"Holy fuck. Shit, shit, shit."

"Someone pinch me, kick me, slap me. I'm not dreaming, am I? Fuck, is this Min Taehyung? Am I dead? Is this heaven?"

Jungkook's heart skipped a beat and proceeded to skip more beats as a pair of eyes in blue contact lenses fell on Jungkook's charcoal black eyes.

Automatically, on its own command, Jungkook's heart started beating at an unexplainable speed as if it would jump out of his chest any moment.

Taehyung averted his gaze away and looked at all the applicants one by one. All of them seemed tall and strong, standing with their hands tied behind their backs, except for Jungkook.

Jeon Jungkook was special, his eyes fixed on Taehyung, mouth hung open like a fish, body shivering a little.

"I see that all of you here wish to be my bodyguard." Taehyung stated, walking back and forth, eyeing them sternly.

Jungkook blinked repeatedly to bring himself back in reality, of course he was busy concluding if it was real or just another dream of his.

He saw how other males stood in attentive positions except for him so he followed their actions quickly and stood straight with his hands tied behind his back.

Somewhat presentable. Good job Jeon Jungkook. Everyone, applaud for our Jungkook here.

"You, let's start with you." Taehyung said, starting with the male at the very end.

"Tell me something about yourself." Taehyung demanded, judging the man hard with his gaze.

"I have worked for high profile clients for the past five years and served my best. I was a champion in weight lifting and-" The male started beating about the bush and Taehyung gestured to him to stop.

"You can leave." Taehyung said uninterestedly, waving his hand to brush the male away who had no other choice than to leave.

"Now, yes you. Tell me about you." Taehyung asked again and the other male began counting his qualities and Taehyung didn't wait too long before stopping him.

"I didn't absolutely come a few hours away from a flight to hear you blabber your qualities. Leave."

The number of men was decreasing at a rapid rate, Taehyung would ask questions to some, reject some without even asking, and it went on.

Jungkook was debating inside if he should be happy to actually witness Taehyung in such close proximity for that long or should be depressed as he was the next one to be rejected by him.

Taehyung now stood in front of the man beside Jungkook, asking him questions of safety. He was the only one left with Jungkook there and on the other side, the door to the cabin opened. The male coming out of the cabin seemed really happy and Jungkook gulped, knowing the result that he was definitely selected.

He was stuck in the middle and knew he was about to be fucked from both sides. He looked down, taking deep breaths. On cue, he was called in. Jungkook didn't know what to do.

"Stay. You aren't done yet." Taehyung ordered as he dismissed the man and Jungkook gulped.

Min Taehyung now stood in front of Jungkook, staring at him with his dangerously deadly eyes that Jungkook was too scared to look at, knowing well, he would be finished right there.

"What's your name?" Taehyung demanded and Jungkook gulped again before answering.

"No stuttering, please no stuttering. Yes, you can do it Jungkook."

"J-jungkook. Jeon Jungkook, Sir." Jungkook said and sighed with relief.

His smooth, comforting voice fell into Taehyung's ear and damn he was taken aback.

There was definitely something different about Jungkook that Taehyung found. He was mesmerized by his looks already. This Jungkook's voice sounded so damn good from the others, despite only telling his name.

His aura, his features, his body, it was all a perfect combo for Taehyung. The male seemed so ordinary yet so extraordinarily good for him.

The sassy Prince could feel his heartbeats catching a pace and he didn't know why, maybe because Jungkook's eyes suddenly fell into his.

It felt so magical, boy he was slightly dizzy and amazed.

"Where is the next guy? I have things to do. Send him in." Min Yoongi muttered and sent his staff outside who rushed back in to inform him that the idol was there himself.

Yoongi rolled his eyes and walked out. There stood Taehyung, Jungkook and the selected male in the hallway when Yoongi walked to them.

"Don't you have an event to attend Taehyung?" Yoongi asked, interrupting Taehyung who rolled his eyes, attention diverting from the handsome man.

"Very nice of you to use this time to find me a bodyguard behind my back. Well done, Hyung." Taehyung said sassily and Yoongi sighed.

"Did you send all the men away?"

"I did, didn't like them. My bodyguard, my choice." Taehyung stated and Yoongi took his hands out from his pockets to cross them in front of his chest. Classic, annoyed Min Yoongi pose.

"It's done Taehyung. I already chose a good one for you." Min Yoongi said, gesturing to the bulky man.

Jungkook watched the two, not knowing what to do. He lowered his gaze, chewing his bottom lip nervously.

Taehyung was very much irritated. He suddenly snatched the file out of Jungkook's hands and then from the 'good one' bulky chosen to compare them.

"You don't have to fret Taehyung. I know what's best for you." Yoongi stated, agitating him further. Why was he not part of deciding something, anything for himself?

"You can leave." Taehyung said plainly to the tall, bulky man and Yoongi frowned.

"What the hell Taehyung?"

"I know what's best for me, Hyung. I am not definitely choosing him. Mr. Jeon, you're in." Taehyung informed and Jungkook almost stumbled, not believing what he just said.

"Did he call me Mr. Jeon? Oh my God."

Jungkook was in another world when the brothers broke into an argument again.

"What? Why?" Min Yoongi asked in pure shock.

"Well, one because he is cute and younger than those greybeards. Oh and mainly because it's my fucking choice." Taehyung said sassily, eyes finally landing in Jungkook's widened ones, passing a small smile.

Jungkook was almost dead. He stepped back, back hitting the wall and he stood against it for support or else he would have been flat on the ground.

Yoongi sighed and took Jungkook's profile from his hands.

"He has no experience Taehyung." Yoongi pointed out.

"So? He will have some experience with me. Everyone has their first time."

Yoongi sneered at his brother's optimistic approach but he also knew that once Taehyung has determined to do something by himself, he never listens nor will he ever stop.

"Whatever. I'm running late. I have a flight to take. Mr. Jeon, follow me." Taehyung said nonchalantly and Jungkook was officially broken now.

Yoongi sighed and left back into his cabin, his staffs walked out, shuffling up papers, back to the usual work. Things happening too fucking quick.

"Mr. Jeon?" Taehyung called again.

"Y-yes Sir?"

"I said follow me, you have to meet my manager before I leave." Taehyung turned around, pulling Jungkook along with him by his tie.

With every passing second, Jungkook thought he'd wake up from his best dream ever. Only difference was this being real. Taehyung walking in front of him, holding onto his tie.

He was Min Taehyung's personal bodyguard. Fucking hell.

Jeon Jungkook has won in life, everyone.

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Ahem ahem ahem!

So JK is the bodyguard officially 😏

Hope you guys enjoyed!