The piercing sound of my alarm shattered the tranquility of the morning, jolting me from the depths of slumber. Consciousness slowly seeped into my being, as I reluctantly acknowledged the start of a new day. A deep yawn escapes my lips. With a swift motion, I reached out and seized my phone, silencing the intrusive alarm that had disrupted the tranquility of my morning
Shit, I want to sleep more.
My mind was ready to sleep again until my part-time job came to mind. I was a damn make-up artist!
My eyes opened wide, and I quickly grabbed my phone again. I just realized I got so many messages from Namjoon!
Namjoon: Y/N, where are you? We are about to go in 10 minutes.
Namjoon: We are waiting for you at the parking lot. Be there right away. The van is waiting already.
Namjoon: Where are you?
Namjoon: Y/N, are you still sleeping?
Namjoon: (Missed call)
Namjoon: (Missed call)
Namjoon: Y/N, pick up your call, please. Is there something happening to you? Are you sick?
Namjoon: (Missed call)
I checked all the messages from Namjoon, and then I realized I got messages from Jimin as well.
Jimin: Hi y/n, Are you still sleeping?
Jimin: You are going to be in trouble, haha.
I closed my eyes in frustration.
I am so fucking problematic! I had a scheduled trip to Busan today at 10.30 a.m. for BTS' outdoor and indoor photographs. I had to be there as Jimin's makeup artist!
I felt so pressured. Namjoon must be embarrassed by me because he was the one recommending me to their CEO. Aishh, I am so embarrassed and guilty.
I looked at the time. It was 10.20 a.m.
I could make it!
I quickly texted Namjoon.
Me: I'll be there! Wait.
I threw my phone away and jumped out of bed.
Namjoon kept looking at the entrance door of the parking lot for Y/N's figure. He was so worried.
Taehyung looked at Namjoon. He knew Namjoon was waiting for Y/N.
He walked toward Namjoon.
"Are you looking for your friend?" Taehyung asked.
"Oh, yes. She said she was coming," Namjoon said.
"Then, what about if you guys move first? Because it's an individual photoshoot, right? Some of you could do it first. And Jimin hasn't arrived yet either. I'll be moving in the second van with them".
"Yeah. Why didn't I think of that? You are so right" .
I sprinted into Bighit's Building, straight to the parking lot. I saw the black celebrity van with the engine turned on. They were waiting!
I sprinted towards the van, then I panted out. My breath came in ragged gasps, escaping my lips in a desperate attempt to replenish the oxygen that had been depleted during my exertion.
I was so exhausted and out of breath.
"Had a good sleep?"
I heard the deep voice in front of me, and I lifted my head.
It was Taehyung.
I knew he was being sarcastic with me. I was angry, but I admitted I was wrong. "I'm sorry for making you guys wait... I am so sorry." My eyes lowered, avoiding his eyes because I was feeling so bad and guilty.
"Oh, I didn't only wait for you, cutie. Jimin hasn't arrived yet. And the rest has moved".
I frowned, lifting my head, and I looked at him intensely.
"Why do you look at me like that?" he asked.
"But Jimin messaged me. He said I was late. How did he know if he was not here?" I asked.
"Because I told him. So, I asked him to get fries while waiting for you".
I was quiet.
He took a step closer to me. "Am I nice, y/n? So that the staff think they are waiting for Jimin, not you," he said.
I looked up to him. Why was he suddenly nice to me?
Weird.
"Guys!"
It was Jimin's voice, we both turned our heads to him.
"Let's go," Jimin said, getting into the van.
"Is it only three of us?" I asked Taehyung.
"Yeah," he answered.
"I see..." I muttered.
"I know you wish it was only two of us" he whispered in my ear, so seductively.
I frowned.
This guy is so weird!
I quickly went to the van. I didn't want to sit in the middle row, to have to sit beside that weirdo, I wanted to get into the backseats.
I was about to get into the van, but Taehyung held my hand and pulled me out.
I was shocked.
He got into the van, sitting in the center.
Jimin saw it. "Yah, why did you do that?"
"I want my fries," Taehyung said, and he grabbed some fries from the French box in Jimin's hand.
Jimin laughed. "You are so weird".
I stared at Taehyung sharply. I could not fold the seats to get into the back.
"Taehyung, I want to get into the backseats".
"No need, y/n. There is still room for you, hop in," Taehyung said.
I hesitated.
"We haven't broken the ice properly yet, this is a chance," he said.
Jimin giggled. "Yeah, y/n".
I hopped into the van and ended up sitting beside Taehyung.
I could see Taehyung looking so satisfied.
Then the driver drove away.
I tilted my head to look at Jimin. I had questions about messages he sent me. "Jimin," I called him.
"Yes?"
"Did you tease me when you said I'd get in trouble?" I asked Jimin.
He laughed. "Yeah".
"You made me nervous. You are so mean," I said with a sulky expression.
He laughed. "I am sorry".
I laughed with him.
Taehyung listened intently to the conversation, even though his eyes were looking ahead. Y/N's laughter and voice tone bothered him. The girl was flirting with Jimin.
I looked at my phone to check out my notification.
I just realized I had a message from Namjoon.
Namjoon: I have moved. You go with the second van with Taehyung and Jimin.
Namjoon: Jimin hasn't arrived yet.
I didn't realize this message as I was rushing to parking lot at that time. I quickly replied Namjoon's message.
Me: I am in the van now.
Me: I am sorry and thank you!
Jimin yawned, and it attracted my eyes to him. He was so freaking cute.
He shoved the earphones in his ears and closed his eyes.
So cute!
I turned my head to look out of the window.
Suddenly, I felt a hand on my bare thigh, and I got caressed there.
My eyes widened in shock. I turned my head quickly to the other side of Taehyung.
I held his hand and asked, "What are you doing?".
I looked at him intensely because I was so fucking shocked and in disbelief.
I could see his throat kept gulping down saliva, and his lips parted a bit, like he was horny.
"Caressing, beautiful baby," he whispered in my ear.
Another shock for me. This guy wasn't normal and was such a fucking pervert.
"You better remove your hand. Someone will see".
"Jimin is sleeping. The driver is driving," he said, and he moved his hand.
I almost yelped because his hand got under my skirt and was traveling up.
"I'll scream if you don't remove your hand," I threatened him.
"Do it. Let's see if they believe you or not".
My face muscles froze.
I wasn't confident if they would believe me because I was only a new staff member.
What if they thought I wanted to accuse him, and I ended up getting fired with a big embarrassment?
And actually, I didn't want to lose this job. Because it was good pay and the schedule was so flexible. I didn't want to go back and do multiple part-time jobs to get paid as well as this.
Fuck.
Taehyung kept caressing y/n's thigh and he watched for her expression for his pleasure.
His hand at this moment was so close to my pussy. I wanted to cry.
I pinched my eyes shut. I had to do something!
"Jimin!" I called Jimin out of the blue.
Jimin opened his eyes and looked at me.
Taehyung quickly pulled his hand out of my skirt.
Jimin looked so dumbfounded as he was sleeping before I awoke him.
"What?" Jimin asked.
"I just remembered that I watched funny videos last night. I want to share with you," I said, scrolling through the funny videos on my phone, which I then sent to him.
I looked at him. "I just sent it to you!".
Jimin checked out the messages from y/n and smiled. To him, Y/N was so cute. "Thank you," Jimin said.
"Enjoy," I said, and I saw him watching.
I slumped my back into the seat and I felt so damn relieved.
Then I secretly looked at that damn perverted ass.
He balled his tongue against his cheek, and I saw how he looked so unsatisfied.
"Damn..." I heard him muttering softly.
I'm glad that he was left with sexual frustration. It must be so tortured.
"Yah, shorty, you should keep sleeping" Taehyung suddenly said.
My eyes widened. Was he for real?
"W-what?" Jimin asked.
The van finally arrived at the set, and I quickly got out of the van.
I stood beside the door, waiting for Jimin.
Taehyung got out, stood there, and looked at me for a few seconds.
I frowned.
Because he was standing there, Jimin got out of another door!
"What?" I asked him.
"I want to go to the toilet. Wanna accompany me?" he asked me teasefully.
I shot him a disgusting look. "Go on your own, horny psychopath!" I said, and I quickly rushed to Jimin.
So unsafe to be with Taehyung alone.
I watched Jimin's photoshooting proudly. I was the one who did the makeup for him! When this magazine came out, I would definitely be the first person to buy it!
I smiled all the time, watching Jimin.
Taehyung had been standing behind y/n and watching her and every one of her doings. The smile on y/n's face—he couldn't tell what that smile was for.
Was she proud of her work or amazed by that man?
I noticed Jimin starting to sweat.
I quickly took a tissue and went to him, but due to my clumsy ass, I tripped down.
I yelped and hissed.
Actually, it didn't really hurt, but it was more embarrassing!
"y/n!" Jimin shouted my name.
I looked up at him and saw him coming to me. And the staff around too.
"Yah, Jimin, just continue your work! I am okay! I shouted at him, causing him to stop.
Then the male staff was about to lift me.
"I'll help her," Taehyung said, stopping the male staff's hand from touching me.
The male staff looked at Taehyung.
"It's late now. Continue doing your work. I'll take care of her," Taehyung said.
The male staff member nodded and went back to his work, for which he was in charge of handling the lighting.
Then Taehyung turned his head to me, and our eyes met straight.
My face reddened for no reason, and I quickly turned my head away.
His hand deftly found its way beneath the soft curve of my thigh, while his other hand gracefully slid beneath the arch of my back. With a gentle yet firm touch, he effortlessly raised me from the ground, cradling me in a manner reminiscent of a bride on her wedding day.
He brought me into the van and put me carefully in the backseat.
As he gently lowered me to the seat, our faces drew near, mere inches apart. From this particular vantage point, I found myself utterly captivated by the flawless face before me, particularly enraptured by the chiseled contours of his jawline and the alluring allure of his lips.
He couldn't help but observe the subtle yet unmistakable glimmer in her eyes, fixated upon his lips. In that fleeting moment, he perceived it as an unspoken invitation, a silent plea for a kiss.
He brought his face closer to me, and my eyes widened in shock.
What is he doing?
"You want a kiss, hmm..." he whispered, and without warning, he put his lips on mine.
My eyes widened, and I swore it was the biggest.
I froze. I didn't push him or stop him.
Fuck, do I like this?
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