Dark grey

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Jungkook was focused on his drawing, immersed in his creative bubble. It was a simple chair he was about to create, but there are so many ways to do it. Jungkook's style was mostly a mixture of elegant and simple, not much ornaments or something. First of all, a chair needs to be comfortable. Other than other furniture's, a chair isn't an object you look much to it, it's simple there to be used.

That's what Jungkook was focussing on, bringing the highest comfort, while sitting on it. "Jungkook, your deliverance is here", Jimin said, himself busy looking through his last sketches. Jungkook got up immediately, walking through the hall where he greeted the delivery man, signing the papers until he rolled the grey fabrics into his studio. He looked through all the different shades of grey, nodding.

"Did duckface delivered the right colours this time?" Jungkook nodded. "Looks like he did. I need to see it in different lightning, but I'm positive it's really anthracite grey. And the second looks like anchor." "Looks like iron to me", Jimin looks at it closely. ""Na, it's just the lightning." He rolls the fabric further under a special lamp, changing the lightning from grocery light to daylight to another light.

He hums, as he feels the velvet fabric under his fingertips. The conversation of him and Jimin from yesterday evening comes back to his mind, while he traces his fingertips over the smooth texture. He closes his eyes. Would be nice to have your eyes covered with this. He lifts the fabric up, putting it over his eyes. Is it see through? No, it's just dark grey, almost black when he opens his eyes.

"What are you doing?", Jimin snickered. Jungkook lowers the fabric quickly, his ears turning slightly red. "Nothing." Jimin's smirk just got wider. "Are you thinking of being blindfolded?" "Can you blame me? You put that idea into my head."

Jimin laughs, and run a hand through his hair. "So in other words, you will do it?" "Maybe?" "Cool! Tell me if I can help you. Want some coffee? I was about to grab some." "Yes please. And a red velvet muffin too." "Because you just felt velvet?" he snickers. "I'm just in the mood for it." "I see." He walks out with a knowing look, while Jungkook rolls his eyes.

Going back to his work, he looks at the suggestions of his new client, a rich guy, who wants to have a modern but elegant and noble living room. Their company gave Jungkook and Jimin the project to work on, should be finished in two and a half month. The first part is always the most difficult, since you need to communicate a lot with your client, sensing a bit out what kind of imagination they have.

Communication wasn't really Jungkook's thing, mostly he sends Jimin for that, since he is the more charming out of them, making their clients to stay and feel welcomed. Sometimes the suggestions of his clients get in a conflict with his free creativity, so until it is set, he need to hold back a bit, maybe start with a few ideas, but he can't do anything until he has the okay of his client.

That's why it was so damn frustrating, that the other purple fabrics he ordered from Soo Deong; called jokingly 'duckface' because of his round face with thin pouty lips, that somehow reminded Jungkook to a duck, got into the wrong place. He tried to call the owner of that shop, but only got involved with his secretary, who didn't knew anything. At least, he got the right grey ones.

Jimin got back with the coffee and the red velvet muffin for Jungkook, who smiled at him. They were a great working duo. Having similar taste, similar style. That's why they often worked together on projects, getting the best results out of it. "So...shall I come over after work?" "For what?" "Filling the files for the app", he smirked. "Why are you so sure I want to try it?" "Didn't you said that?" "I said 'maybe'." He munched on his muffin. "If you say 'maybe' it's mostly positive." Jungkook scoffed. "Even if, I can fill that on my own." Jimin hummed. "Just saying. Call me if you need help.", he winked at his friend teasingly, who shook his head. Seriously, he needs to stop.

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