As soon as the older closed the door behind him, the brunette inhaled sharply before dropping on the ground holding his heart over his chest.

"Holy fuck!"

When the image of his angry manager reappeared in his mind and he recalled how he shouted in Jungkook's face, the younger shuddered.

"Scary. He's so scary."

It took a few more moments for the terrified male to get back up and shake off the paralyzing feeling before being able to get his body moving towards the bathroom to wash himself up. As soon as the lukewarm water washed over his cold body, the brunette relaxed and released a sigh of ease. Once he was back in his comfort zone after the shower and walked towards the sink, a scoff escaped his perfect lips as he stared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror after wiping it in one sweep with his hand.

"Woah. Nice one Hoseok. I can't believe you almost got me scared. But don't forget that I'm the great Jeon Jungkook. Just because you caught me off guard doesn't mean you win. I still hate that piece of trash and I'm gonna keep treating him like a trash he is. Try whatever you want."

Jungkook flipped his wet hair back and raked his hand through them with an arrogant and smug aura enveloping him with each passing moment.

With his pride renewed, the cocky male walked out of the bathroom in his bathrobe and rummaged through his clothes to pick something comfy. Most likely he would be getting a day off the next day since the soft costar of his would have been crying a river the whole night and would not be able to work immediately the day after with red puffy eyes and soar throat.

As soon as his mind provided him with a mental image of what he just thought, Jungkook scrunched his nose in disgust.

"Sissy."

When he was dressed up in his pajamas, the brunette threw his bathrobe aside and stared at his bed like he found his long lost lover.

"Finally, my love. We meet after years of desperation."

And with that he jumped on his bed and peppered his pillow with kisses.

"Oh I missed you so much, baby. You have no idea how long my nights have been and how hard the days were on me because I was missing you so damn much and I-"

His rant was cut off when his bed vibrated. Jungkook stopped for a second wondering if it was an earthquake but soon realized the pattern of vibration and it hit him that his phone was buzzing. He hopped up on the bed and looked around for the device only to find it underneath himself. He fished it out and checked the caller's ID.

"Who is this trying to interrupt my precious moment with my baby?"

The number was unknown to him and this made the brunette's eyes roll. Why won't these people contact his manager instead of him? He hates taking phone calls especially when new people try to get in touch with him. When will the people in this industry understand that he doesn't want to have any interaction with anyone unless extremely necessary.

Regardless of that he sighed and picked the call using his usual response to start the 'friendly' talk.

"What?"

It was silent for a few seconds before he heard a familiar deep voice from the other end.

"Hi Jungkook. It's Taehyung. I hope you reme-"

The introduction was cut off with an extremely enraged growl.

"Who gave you my number?"

Jungkook felt really mad at the thought that someone actually had the audacity to give his number to the one person he hated and despised with every cell in his body. Fuming like a boiling kettle, the brunette made a mental note to find the person who dared to-

"Your manager."

The moment those two words filled the younger's mind, his grip on his phone tightened. What could have possibly been going through Hoseok's head that made him want to let Taehyung, the gay model, to allow him to talk to the most homophobic person alive who also happened to be the costar of said gay model?

"Why that little-"

The brunette stopped himself from cursing when he heard a soft deep chuckle from the other end.

That was the first time Jungkook had heard such a deep laugh and it was.. weird.

"Stop laughing. Didn't anyone ever tell you that you sound disgusting?"

The line went dead silent and the brunette smirked. That's right. If Taehyung was in some sort of misunderstanding that just because the pink haired manager scolded the younger once, it would change the way he lives his life than Jungkook would be more than glad to crush that thought. Wait. Taehyung doesn't know Hoseok yelled at Jungkook, does he? The older couldn't have possibly given the brunette's number to his partner model to make him feel better after getting scolded, could he now? No. There's no way.

"Why did Hobi hyung scold you?"

Jungkook's eyes went wide. His manager actually ratted him out like that and humiliated him, that too in front of someone who just met him today?

"Why do you keep talking to yourself, Jungkook?"

The said male blinked to come out of his trance and understand what the other was saying and immediately snapped.

"What do you mean talking to myself? Are you calling me crazy?"

Another soft giggle was heard and the brunette nearly gagged. Why did Taehyung have to be so girly?

"You just said that Hobi hyung scolded you but that won't change anything. Then you said that he ratted you out to someone who just met you today."

Jungkook pulled the phone away from his ear and stared at it as if Taehyung could see him glaring. Sighing in frustration, the brunette put the phone back to his ear and grit out stressing on each word to show the seriousness of what he was saying.

"Listen to me. If you think you can try to befriend me by being all giggly and cute, then let me clear it for you. YOU HAVE NO CHANCE BECAUSE I HATE YOUR GAY ASS."

Jungkook pulled the phone away harshly before ending the call and throwing it on the bed not caring if Taehyung wanted to respond or not. Why would he care in the first place?

Just when he was trying to calm his agitated blood, the phone vibrated shortly indicating a message had been received. He sighed and moved ahead to pick the device and see the message which seemed to have been from an unknown number but since he had just seen this number he knew it was Taehyung.

"What? Does he have hots for me already or is shaming his kink? Disgusting thing!"

He mumbled as he opened the text and his first reaction was widened eyes which was followed by a yell in the empty house.

"NO, I DID NOT, YOU FREAK!"

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You just called me cute 😋

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This story might become longer than I intended it to be... But let me know if you guys have any ideas about what's about to happen??? I want to know what you people are expecting and if I should modify the ending I have set in my mind or not... (I most probably won't change it... 😜)