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the last two weeks came and went so fast, nothing but rehearsals and lessons to fill the days and letting loose at bars filling the nights. night one of the tour in seoul was in two days. those 48 hours were going by way too slow for the rockstars liking, and he sat on the couch in his home groaning dramatically.

"what time is it?" taehyung asked for the hundredth time, leaning his head back against the couch made more for decoration rather than comfortableness.

his friend was pouring them drinks at 7 pm, the pair was still waiting for the rest of the guests. it was the pre-tour party, a celebratory night before first show kicked off. they did it every time, popped the champagne and ate fancy finger food made by someone who was paid to do so. "it's still 7:03." the male said, walking over with two glasses of champagne.

it was a pre-pre-tour drink, and his friend sat down on the couch beside him, holding out the glass to the rockstar. "thanks jin." taehyung said once taking the drink and already downing most of it in one go.

"slow down tae." jin said, laughing lightly anyways and taking a sip of his own drink.

taehyung finished his, getting up to fill his glass again. it didn't hurt to put a little sparkle in his system before the night really began. people were suppose to start showing up around 8, that gave him less than an hour to change into something other than his silk robe. it was just his team showing up, not too many people and only the ones about to go on this journey with him.

"i should get ready." taehyung whispered softly, staring down like he was talking to the pixies swimming around. his friend said something, but he barely listened to that. instead, the rockstar left to his room, bringing the rest of the bottle along with him.

he drank while he changed — black skinny jeans and a black button down shirt tucked in. it looked simple and plain, but when he slipped on the kimono, a dark blood red color with black beads and sequins over it in a pattern, it reached down to his ankles and pulled everything together. he stood in the mirror and fixed his hair, pushing his bangs around that were starting to grow out. maybe jungkook could help him cut and style them one day.

jungkook. the rockstar was staring at himself in the mirror, sipping the champagne and wondering what the stylist would think of his outfit tonight, if he looked stunning.

there was a knock on the apartment door, a smile tugging on plump pink lips when wondering who could be there. taehyung exited his bedroom, walking down the hallway and seeing how his friend had already gotten up from the couch to answer the door.

"wait bitch let me get it!" taehyung started running now, the bottle in one hand and the glass in the other, the kimono flying behind him. jin froze in the middle of the foyer, eyes wide and not expecting a champagne bottle shoved into his chest. "damn bitch, who are you thirsty for?" jin said, seeing the way his friend was running towards the door and suddenly slowing down to fix his hair.

"shut up." taehyung whisper shouted, glaring back at his friend before opening the door. he put on his best smile, reaching for the door and swinging it open.

the smile really wanted to falter, and it nearly did. his manager and design team stood there, smiling big and holding up gifts to bring in. those gifts mainly consisted on drinks and food platters for tonight. "come in." taehyung stepped aside so the others could walk inside his home, "i'm glad you guys made it."

"of course we made it." onda smiled sweetly as always, looking small and cute and carrying a tray with meats and cheeses on it. "we never miss your parties." she added once inside.

they said hello to jin, all of them familiar with the rockstars friend. "i already popped open a bubbly." jin smile from his seat on the couch, holding his glass up in greeting to the others. "here let me get some more." he got up from his seat and made his way back to the kitchen to pour drinks for those just coming in.

taehyung sipped his and waited, deciding to put on some music over the speakers in his home to pass the time. most of his team was here, minus those in the band that haven't shown up yet either, plus a certain ravenette.

it's been almost two weeks since he last saw jungkook. the man came to one of his rehearsals, once he helped dye his hair, but that was it. after that there was no need for them to hang out, there was no styling or wardrobe checkups and taehyung had no more excuses involving work to spend time with him. maybe that's why he was getting antsy for this party to start.

he had texted the man a couple days ago, telling him the time and place. jungkook just replied with a short okay and that's he'd try to make it. taehyung isn't sure what he would even be busy with anyways.

there was a knock at the door, catching his attention again but his manager got to it instead. taehyung didn't frown at that though, because it was just his band members. he smiled from across the room at them. almost everyone was here, the music being overpowered by chatter and laughs. people were eating and talking about whatever, mingling before everything became purely centered around show time.

taehyung isn't sure how many drinks he's had at this point, staring out his endless amount of windows at the sea of black with twinkling lights from all the buildings below. he wasn't drunk, but he could feel the lightness and sparkles filling his belly and making his mood a little better.

it only got better after that, because as everyone was having a good time and talking over the music playing, there was a knock at the door. the rockstar had heard it, passing by on his way to taste one of those jello-shots before hoseok ate all the cherry flavored ones. he had forgotten who he had been waiting for, not even thinking that person could have been standing there once he opened it — but he was.

jungkook had stood at the door for a while, not feeling in place at all with everything so fancy and expensive looking. it was not like his apartment building at all. he finally had the courage to knock, thinking he was ready, but he really wasn't.

neither was taehyung, which was clear by the way he gawked at the older man standing there with his black dress pants and a white button down. there was no tie or bow, nothing too fancy but he clearly combed his hair and made an attempt at liking nicer than normal. "nice hair." taehyung smiled, feeling the tummy swooshes start just by looking at the stylist.

jungkook chuckled, but he felt his face warm. he knew this was too much, this was not his thing and he was starting to wish he didn't leave his small apartment and the comfort of the glow from his television. "says you, strawberry shortcake."

"oh he thinks he's funny." taehyung smiled at the man, a hiccup escaping as well. jungkook just chuckled and shifted on his feet, "he also thinks he's gonna get let in." he said.

the rockstar nodded and stepped aside, "oh yeah, please come in." he felt his cheeks turn pink while the man walked past him and inside, eyes looking around the place. it was huge, nothing like a normal apartment should look like, this was ten times more luxurious. jungkook just nodded and then saw everyone here, feeling the nerves make themselves comfy in his mind and body.

"let me get you a drink." taehyung said, holding onto the olders arm to tug him to the kitchen where everyone else seemed to be.

jungkook cleared his throat and smiled at some of the familiar faces greeting him. "hey tae," his whispered quietly, hushed voice and leaning in to be heard over the voices and music. "can i just get a water, or a soda." he asked.

"uh, sure." taehyung put the bottle down and left the glass on the counter to go to his fridge. he felt the older boy behind him, maybe a few inches away but that was still close enough for the rockstar to feel funny on his tummy. "is mountain dew okay?" he pulled out a can and looked over his shoulder.

jungkook just nodded and took the soda with a soft thanks. there were too many people in the kitchen, loud chatter and glasses clinking filling up most of the space. taehyung was dragged into those conversations, being passed some shots and grinning at his friends. he said something, big smile and pretty lips stretched over pretty teeth. jungkook barely heard him though, taking the cold can and leaving the room to find someplace else.

that desire led him to the living room, a large television hanging in front of a wall of windows with a view that must have been to die for during the day. jungkook sat on the couch, opposite of the end that had someone else sitting there.

he could feel the guy looking at him, he really hoped he didn't speak to him.

"not a fan of liquor?" the male noticed how he was holding a soda, definitely out of place compared to everyone else drinking the expensive bottles of wine and bubbly. jungkook just set the can on the table and rested his elbows on his knees. "i'm driving." it was a good enough reason to avoid more questions.

"so you're the new head stylist?" he continued to ask questions, even getting up to sit closer to the ravenette. jungkook nodded. "well," the man said, "my name is jin." he held his hand out with a polite smile.

jungkook shook his hand and nodded again, "i'm jungkook." he said.

he seemed kind enough, like he had a foot in both the fancy life and whatever the other was considered. jin seemed comfortable to be here, very much unlike the ravenette, but he was also very pretty and even holding the champagne glass like he was born to be here tonight. "so how'd you get the job?" jin asked, it didn't come across rude, just innocently curious.

jungkook leaned back against the couch, feeling an oddly uncomfortable decorative pillow against the small of his back. "i'm friend with ms. euna, she helped me out." he said. it was a very basic and true answer he's practiced.

"oh! how do you know her?" jin lit up at that, smiling and only pausing to take a sip of the drink in his hand that was nearly empty. "i love that woman, she's such a sweetheart. of course she helped you out." he was such a friendly person, and jungkook was starting to wonder if everyone taehyung knew was like this.

"uh i'm actually going to use the restroom. excuse me." jungkook stood up from the couch and was thankful that pillow was no longer pressing against his back.

jin just looked up at the man leaving so soon, "oh alright. catch up with you later." he held his drink up to greet the boy now walking off.

the stylist was looking for a certain red head, trying to pick out that strawberry top in the crowd of other people drinking from glasses that showed how big their wallets were. jungkook felt his stomach continue to turn and his mood was starting to go, this was not his scene. "hey tae." he placed a hand on the boys back to get his attention, leaning in close to his ear when he spoke.

taehyung blinked and felt his cheeks flush at the contact, turning his head sideways and seeing how close the man was to him. "hey what's up?" he asked.

"i'm going to head out." jungkook said, now he had taken his hand away and the rockstar just frowned at both that and what he just heard. "but you just got here. we didn't even cut the cake yet." his frown turned into a pout.

"i'll see you before the show. enjoy your night." he made sure he was loud enough to be heard, feeling a little bad at the way the younger looked so down now. there was no way he was staying, he couldn't any longer.

he felt like he was suffocating until he was outside, the entire way down the hall and the elevator had him wanting to throw up. jungkook only felt better once he was outside, feeling the cold air on his face and pulling out his phone from his pocket.

jungkook sat down on the curb of the city street, feeling his hands shake as he opened the phone app and held it up to his ear, listening to the voicemail he's heard so many times before — only her voice made him feel better that night, even if it was crackly coming through the phone.

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