After leaving the pink haired male, Jimin walked over to Jungkook and stood in front of him since the other wasn't willing to look at him himself.

"Hey, I hope you're not still holding a grudge against me for happened in the past. We were idiots back then. Let it go already."

The raven head laughed as he spoke while the younger just glanced at him and gulped before shaking his head in denial. Although it most probably was a lie and maybe the brunette did have tiny bit of hard feelings against Jimin but he would rather choke to death than admit that. After all, it's not like he still had feelings for him or anything like that.

In fact, everything even close to that was killed inside him when he saw Jimin with someone else, holding the short boy by his waist a few days after the kiss incident. If it wasn't for that moment the brunette might still have had something for Jimin. But now he was blank. And in all fairness, Jungkook couldn't deny that he was very comfortable now than before when he had the heavy feeling of liking someone weighing him down in his life.

"I thought you would be weirded out by seeing me so I didn't want to bother you."

Jimin smiled softly at him when the brunette spoke after a short moment of silent pondering and hit his arm with his fist earning a hiss.

"Why did you think of me like that? I'm not a girl."

The tension broke between them and the two males finally laughed. They didn't notice a few pairs of wide eyes around them because Jeon Jungkook was laughing.

"Is the world going to end today?"

The cheery voice of Jungkook's manager interrupted them but before they could answer another person joined the conversation.

"I was going to ask that too."

Jungkook paused immediately wondering how was he supposed to react now. He was okay with Jimin and Hoseok but why did his costar have to come and ruin the moment? The sudden scowl that appeared on the brunette's face got noticed by the three males around him and except Jimin everyone else knew why.

"Why d-"

Before the brunette could voice his annoyance, the short model chirped.

"Ah Taehyungie! This is the guy I was telling you about. The nut case of a friend."

/Why did he call me a nut case in front of him? And Taehyungie? Are they close? Wait, don't tell me Jimin is dating this trash bag. Why would he-/

The mental rant of the youngest was interrupted when his manager put his foot on his boss's foot to remind him of his company. Jungkook hissed slightly before glaring at the older and mouthed curses at him while the other two models chuckled together. Once he heard their laughs the brunette became attentive of them again and felt like they were laughing at him.

"What's so funny?"

The question came out with a snarl and Jimin stopped himself from answering. This wasn't how he last left Jungkook. Why was he so rude? The first thing that came to jis innocent mind was that maybe he was having a hard time these days or something in the line of that. Shaking his head with the mental note of asking him later, the raven head grinned brightly at the youngest.

"I was telling him about your obsession over banana milk back then. I wouldn't be surprised if you're still fixated on that."

Taehyung laughed with the shorter one but Jungkook was having an inner turmoil right now. He wanted to laugh too but he didn't want his costar to be around. The guy was an eye sore. But because of his entire focus on hating on the older model he couldn't react to his friend like he wanted to and was appearing rude which he most definitely didn't want to do. The frustration was killing him and he ultimately sighed in irritation.

"Jimin, we have a rescheduled shoot right now. I'll see you later in the evening once this is done. We can talk over dinner. Okay?"

The black haired male blinked at the sudden coldness and darted his eyes from the brunette to his manager who, if he's not mistaken, was staring at the short male and averted his eyes upon eye contact. Letting the change of atmosphere go for a while, he nodded with a smile.

"Yeah sure. I'll see you later then. Bye, Taehyungie."

The said male waved back and once the short model left, the brunette walked away towards the director to ask him why weren't they starting already. As soon as the arrogant male left, his manager took a few steps towards the blond model.

"He will come around soon. I'll try my best to make that happen. Until then I can only apologize for his rudeness."

The gentleman patted the older's arm and give him a soft smile.

"You don't have to do that every time. I'm fine with it. I have worked with more difficult people before. Don't worry about it."

The pink haired male looked at him with an apologetic look before the director announced for the starting of the shoot.

Jungkook was already sitting in his chair, getting ready when Taehyung left Hoseok to get his makeup done. Once ready, as usual, the brunette walked away towards the wall waiting for Taehyung to come already so that he could get over with it. When the two males were together they were guided about how they were needed to pose.

"Taehyung-ssi, move closer to him. More... More... Great. Now put your head on his shoulder."

Jungkook shut his eyes to calm himself when he heard the director while the older gulped before slowly doing as he was told. As soon as his head touched the brunette, a low curse was heard by the blond.

The director being content with them told them to stay like that while their pictures were taken. After a few clicks, the cameraman was stopped and the director called out the younger model from his seat.

"Jungkook-ssi, can you lower the intensity of your glare? It makes you look uncomfortable."

The old man didn't hear the response which was mumbled under the breath but sitting so close to him, the blonde did hear when the brunette said.

"That's because I am uncomfortable, you idiot."

He ignored it again like many other things so far and got ready for another attempt. Jungkook did as he was told as well and the huge grin on the director's face was enough to tell them that he was more than satisfied with them as the clicks of the camera filled the room.

*Click*

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As soon as the cameraman moved away, the brunette got up leaving his costar behind to get ready for the next shoot. When he was going to change his clothes, his manager stopped him for a moment.

"I thought I made it clear that you have to be nice to Taehyung today."

The brunette just stared back blankly before replying monotonously.

"I'm not saying anything to him. So, I'm being very nice."

After that he left to change. The pink haired male was still there when he came out but he had nothing to say nor was he in the mood to hear anything so he just walked past. Only two steps had been taken when the older spoke up slowly.

"Remember your secret."

The brunette whipped around immediately and gave his manager a 'are you kidding me?' look but only received a shrug in return before he was left alone. Jungkook walked over to the hair stylist but couldn't stop himself from glancing in his manager's direction in the mirror again and again. He couldn't decide if he should be afraid of the threat or not. He knew Hoseok was a kind hearted person who would never do anything to hurt anyone on purpose but then again, he knew himself as well and so he knew well that even angels would want to whoop his ass if given a chance. So he couldn't really risk it.

As he got up and went to pose for the next shoot his eyes travelled to his costar which made him wonder if it really was worth it? Should he really act up despite the clear threat and regret forever just because of a meaningless human?

"This is going to be hard."

Sighing, the brunette walked ahead and listened to the instructions for the pose which made him fist his hands in rage. He really wanted to go back in time and stop himself from signing the stupid contract but he couldn't. He was bound to face the horrible consequences, one of which was posing with his face in Taehyung's hand while smiling when he actually wanted to run away from the place.

/I'll avenge this humiliation. I swear I will./

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