The Photographer [Taejin]

31 친구 (Friend)

A/N: Please read chapter 30 if you haven't 💖

Kim Taehyung didn't really mean to pry on them.

He could say that some kind of dark voodoo forced him to do it.

Okay, maybe he stood up and trailed after the model on his own, because he got curious about who caused that kind of reaction on the seemingly always gloomy and awkward model: so, seeing him with big and round smiling eyes, apple cheeks and shiny smile for someone else kinda turned his insides out.

So he apologized and asked for the bathroom, 'At the end of the corridor on the right' was answered by someone from the staff. Then, he exited the room, following the model in a safe distance until he left the house and closed the front door behind him, blocking his path.

Then, he had to think fast, so he opened the door of the bathroom, that casually faced the entrance where Seokjin left. He closed the door behind him and approached a small window above the toilet, opening the flowery curtains and gazing outside.

'You shithead' Called V deeper voice, who finally managed to escape from Taehyung's mental prison of darkness. 'Hide yourself better or they might spot you spying on them'

Taehyung sighed it took a step back from the window.

"You could've remained asleep" Bit Taehyung's back, rolling his eyes but doing what V's asked for. From outside, the only visible part of himself was his eyes, small nose, and disheveled fringe.

His eyes widened when looked with whom the model was: a patrol car with its blue lights on and two men inside, looking Panicked in their car darkness once the model knocked at the conductor's window. Their faces were illuminated by the light of traffic lights.

'The young man was right' Said V, wondering. 'Seems like our prince is in trouble'

Taehyung eyebrows rose up.

"I thought that you took care of that" He accused, voice low.

'I did' V retorted. 'I took care of him, but it seems like Jin has more crazy fuckers out there'