Their reunion was interrupted when Jimin's phone rang and he excused himself to take the call as he left the room with the three still inside. Once he left, Yoongi turned his attention to the other model and asked lowly.

"Is that guy still being a prick to you?"

The question reminded Taehyung of the said brunette again and his mood dropped evidently giving away the truth before he could hide it under lies.

"I guess he is, huh? Wait till I get out of here. I'll set him straight with my bare hands."

The blonde male chuckled softly at the protectiveness of his hyung before shaking his head slowly.

"His manager is doing that job really well so you don't have to worry about it."

Yoongi didn't seem convinced but still he dropped the topic since the younger looked a bit uncomfortable about it.

Jimin came back after some time and joined the rest again to continue his tales of the time he spent away from his friends.

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Jungkook was busy playing game all day. Whenever his phone rang the sound of gunshots in the console were too loud that they drowned the little device's voice. When the brunette's team lost the last round he cursed at the online team members of his even though they had won the overall battle before huffing and getting up. It was then that he saw his phone screen lit and upon closer inspection he saw seven missed calls. The anger from one small loss was still there and it only got aggravated when he saw the number of missed calls. He threw the phone back on bed without checking who tried to contact him and went to the kitchen to grab a glass of juice to cool himself. It was then that he realized that it was dark outside. Not that it mattered to him anyway although it should have.

Once he came back the young model went back to his phone and checked who wanted a piece of his mind today. When he saw the name 'Hoe', the brunette rolled his eyes. But what made his eye twitch was the unknown number that he hated to recognize.

"Why the hell does he have to be such a pain?"

Ignoring the second caller, the brunette dialed his manager's number and put the phone on speaker. When the call was answered the first thing he heard was a very caring greeting.

"I'm glad to know that you are back from your grave."

Jungkook laughed shamlessly as he took off his shirt and threw it aside before jumping on the bed and grabbing the phone.

"I didn't know you would miss me Hosoek."

The younger heard a fake gasp from the other side and felt disappointment at the acting.

"How could you doubt my love for you, Kookie?"

The dead expression changed into a scowl in an instant as the brunette shut his eyes before spitting the next words.

"You fucking pink goat. Don't call me that!"

Hosoek chuckled mockingly before replying.

"But that's what your fans call you. Little Bunny~ Kookie~ Kookie baby~ Bunny boy~ Don't they?"

The fact that it was all true and almost a normal thing for them to address him like that without knowing that the said model aboslutely hated it boiled his blood but he decided to ignore it for the sake of his sanity.

"Whatever. Why did you blow up my phone?"

Finally the scoff he heard satisfied him with the indication that they had moved on from that topic.

"Didn't you have dinner with Jimin-ssi tonight?"

The string of curses that started after Hosoek stopped along with the sudden shuffling from Jungkook's ended proved that he had indeed forgotten about it. Hosoek tusked over the phone before speaking again.

"Since I knew you like the back of my hand I'm very happy to see that you didn't disappoint me at all. And as for the reservation, you don't have to worry since being the highly diligent manager that I am I already it did for you. I'll send the time and address or do you want me to pick your sorry ass so you can dress up on the way?"

The young model was half listening and half not when he heard the offer and immediately agreed since he had no time to think. In the middle of hustle and wait for Hoseok he remembered that he had two missed calls from Taehyung's number as well which rang alarms in his head. What if Jimin had tagged the other model along with him? What if they were already waiting for him? What if Jimin had excused himself and sent Taehyung in his place?

So many possibilities involving the blonde model that he hated so passionately revolved in his mind that he almost cancelled the plan but then realized that he could put the older model in his place easily since his manager won't be staying with them during the dinner.

With that satisfaction, Jungkook quickly got as much prepared as he could in such a short time before he heard his door bell ring indicating the arrival of Hosoek. Putting his wallet and his phone in his pocket, the brunette ran out with hair brush and deodrant in his hand towards the car.

Once he settled in the older eyed him from head to toe as the younger brushed his hair before emptying the bottle on himself.

"Are you going to a wedding or a funeral?"

Jungkook whipped his head to the pinkette in concern not realizing it was a joke but since he had made the opportunity for the older he would suffer now.

"Is it too much? Should I change? Fuck! I knew it didn't feel right. Come pick something else for me. Hurry!"

In an instant the brunette was out and running back inside the house with a head shaking Hoseok tailing him while mumbling to himself.

"What exactly happened between you two?"

When the pinkette reached the bedroom Jungkook had already taken out five fabrics that he was trying hard to decide on which Hoseok realized were all too formal so he quietly moved towards the wardrobe and picked out a decent looking outfit for an informal meeting and handed it to his boss before pushing him towards the bathroom.

"Go."

Instead of listening to the older Jungkook stripped in front of him and changed giving the other a massive urge to smack him for the insolence. In no time, the younger was dressed up and ran outside again yelling in worry at his manager.

"Hurry up. We're going to get late."

The older buckled up as he sat in the driving seat before scoffing.

"I wonder why?"

Jungkook ignored the pinkette as he tried to calm his nerves. He couldn't understand why he was so nervous when there was nothing to be worried about to begin with.

On their way the younger received a call from Jimin which he picked on the first bell earning a weird look from his manager.

"Oh Jimin. I'm almost there. Hosoek came late to pick me up. Sorry about that."

The older gave him 'what the fuck?' look but the brunette could care less.

"You didn't tell me where we are meeting, yet."

Of course Jungkook knew he didn't but he wouldn't agree to it.

"I didn't? Shit! I thought I already told you. Nevermind that. I'll pick you up. Where are you?"

The rush in the the brunette's words clearly showed he was lying but Jimin being a soft person didn't call him out on that neither did his manager made an effort to tell him how obvious he was. Once the short model told him where to pick him up from, the young model ordered the pink haired male to drive in that direction.

When they reached the said place, Hoseok stepped out to open the door for the raven head but couldn't stop himself from checking him out as Jimin walked closer to the car and greeted him with a smile to which Hosoek gave a small bow.

As soon as Jungkook's eyes landed on his friend he cursed at his manager in mumbles when he realized he was played with by the older.

"Fucking shit piece of a manager. Now I'll look like a kid in front of him."

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