"Good work today, everyone. Pack up, now."

The director announced cheerfully once the cameraman was done. The models separated from each other since Jungkook was in no mood of staying there after getting his face touched by a despicable person. All he wanted to do was to go home and rub his body clean to get rid of the trashy touch.

"Jungkook?"

The same deep voice he hated so much called after the brunette but he didn't want to talk to him. If it wasn't for his manager's threat, he would have walked away without a care but he was in a little bind at the moment so the younger stopped and turned around not forgetting to show his dislike for his costar as he did.

"Are you going to dye your hair too?"

The brunette blinked once before scoffing at the other.

"Why should I? I love my hair the way they are."

Taehyung made an 'o' with his mouth wondering if only he was the one told to dye his hair.

"If that is all then I'll leave since I'm busy."

Before the blonde male could stop him, the younger had left. Meanwhile, Jungkook's manager was talking to the director about the next shoot. Once they were done, the said male walked towards the exit but stopped to have a word with his boss's partner of the shoot.

"I hope he didn't bother you much today."

Taehyung turned to see the owner of the voice coming closer to him and flashed him his box smile with a small shake of his head.

"He didn't."

The older was about to take his leave but the blonde stopped him to ask what he wanted to ask from the brunette.

"Is Jungkook going to dye his hair for the next shoot? I was wondering if we could go for that together."

The older smiled but the words he spoke were of negation.

"Actually no. He already has brown hair so he won't be needing to dye them. But I'll try to convince him to go with you if I can."

Taehyung stopped to think about the words he heard and wondered if it really was a good idea to have the younger forced to join him. After all, his attitude today was obviously less cold in comparison to before all thanks to Hoseok but if the said male wasn't around when they were out alone, there's no guarantee that Jungkook would keep his words and actions censored. Considering the brunette's behavior on the set a good enough start, the blonde male shook his head since he didn't want to push the wrong buttons on the walking time bomb of a costar he had.

"No, it's ok. I'll see him on the set again anyway. Then, I'll be leaving first. Have a good day, Hoseok."

The older smiled brightly at the model as he nodded and saw him leave before leaving himself as well.

He drove Jungkook home in silence and dropped him before leaving after reminding him of the time and place of next shoot along with the reminder of being nice to Taehyung.

Once in his bedroom, the brunette immediately ran to his bathroom as he stripped on the way and opened the shower. He rubbed the soap on his face harshly as if he had a dirty stain there before letting it wash off by the shower. When done he sighed in relief and leaned his head forward to rest on the wall while water poured over him.

"How much longer do I have to endure this shit? It's driving me crazy."

The brunette said to himself as he let the water soothe his tense nerves and stayed like that for a while. After having enough rest in the shower he walked out and dressed up in plain white shirt and black trouser.

He was ready to go to bed and wake up later for dinner with Jimin but he got interrupted by a call. As always, it irritated him to no end but he went ahead to pick it up anyway only to find an unknown number calling him which added to his rage. He attended the call only to say what he always wanted the others to understand instead of calling him personally.

"I have a god damn manager. Talk to him. Don't bother me again."

Before he could end the call he heard the familiar voice from the other end that stopped him.

"Jungkookie, it's me."

As soon as he heard Jimin's voice, the brunette cursed under his breath before putting the phone back to his ear and spoke gently.

"Oh. I didn't have your number. I thought someone's pulling a prank call."

He replied as he walked back to sit on his bed ready to slide under the covers as soon as the call would end.

"Ah, I see. You have changed a lot you know."

The brunette shrugged before realizing the other couldn't see him and used words to reply.

"I guess I have. So, why did you call me?"

The brunette asked feeling eager to end the conversation and sleep already.

"Yeah about that. Can Taehyung join us too?"

Before the rational part of him could even decipher the situation that Jimin was yet unaware of his hateful feelings towards the blonde model, the brunette yelled way too loudly.

"ABSOLUTELY NOT."

It took a moment of silence before Jimin's breathing could be heard again from the other end which made the younger realize that he would have to explain his outburst now.

"I mean- it's just that I don't really know him well and uh we met after so long so um we have a lot to catch up on, you know. Um and I uh also think that it would be uncomfortable with him around during that so uh yeah."

No response came and Jungkook bit his lower lip wondering what to say now but Jimin finally spoke up ending his worry.

"Okay. I'll see you at the dinner then. Does eight sound alright?"

The sudden change of subject was questionable but the brunette didn't want to continue the previous one anyway so he replied immediately.

"Yeah sure. Eight sounds good. I'll make a reservation and text you."

"Great. Bye then."

"Bye."

When the call finally ended Jungkook realized he had been taking shallow breaths which made him shake his head at his own pointless panicking before he slipped in a comfortable position in his bed after setting an alarm for seven in the evening. One hour would be enough for him to make a reservation, take a shower and leave. After finalizing the plan in his head he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

[Meanwhile]

Hoseok was sitting in the home going over the schedule of his boss and the new offers trying his best to fit them where he could and marking the rest for refusal when his phone rang. He grabbed the device and put it to his ear without checking the caller's ID.

"Hello. This is Jeon Jungkook's manager, Jung Hoseok speaking."

The soft small laugh from the other end replied him and the pink haired man froze waiting for the confirmation that it really was the person whom he thought it was.

"Do you always answer your calls like that?"

Yes it was. It really was Jimin calling him. Personally.

Hoseok shook the thought out of his head reminding himself that he was the manager of the said person's friend and he needed to maintain his stance as that.

"Ah Jimin-ssi. Yes, I do."

Short and precise. That's how he should be.

"You sound really cool and professional when you talk like that."

The older put his hand on his phone as he cleared his throat at the compliment and sat up straight even though the other couldn't see him before putting it back to his ear and replied.

"Thank you. I try."

He wanted to ask for the reason of calling him but couldn't really form words properly. What he was doing was the best he could given the situation that he was having a fierce battle with his own heart that was trying to burst out of his chest.

"I wanted to ask you something about Jungkook if you aren't busy."

The pinkette knew this would be coming but still his shoulders slouched and he was glad he couldn't be seen right now. Regardless of what he was thinking he replied with the answer the other wanted to hear keeping his tone professional.

"No, I'm not busy at all. What would you like to know?"

The older put the things in front of him aside and paid his complete attention to Jimin.

"Then how about we meet up? Right now if you can?"

Hoseok almost dropped the phone but managed not to. He tried to keep himself calm and collected as he answered.

"But what about the dinner with Jungkook then?"

Another soft chuckle replied him and the older had to put his free hand on his chest.

"I'll see him later. There's plenty of time till that."

Hoseok hummed before agreeing as he got up and looked for the clothes he should be wearing.

"If that's the case then I have no problem. Where should I meet you?"

"I'm heading towards the Royal hospital to see someone. How about you meet me there in the cafeteria?"

The older agreed and ended the call. He quickly scanned his wardrobe and picked out a navy blue collar shirt, black skinny pants and black coat.

Once he was ready he headed out to meet Jimin all the while feeling extremely nervous.

"Calm down, Hoseok. What's wrong with you?"

He scolded himself as he breathed again and again to ease his nerves during the ten minutes he spent in driving.

Once he reached the said place he walked in and headed directly towards the cafeteria. It didn't take long to find the raven head sitting at a little distance from where the older stood, waving slightly as soon as he saw the pinkette appear and smiling at him with his eyes.

"I think I just fell in love."

Hoseok mumbled to himself as he walked closer with a bright smile of his own.

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