《Habits [VKOOK]》008
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Jungkook didn't know how to look at Taehyung for the next few days, gasping each night. It was Taehyung's desire to watch it, he was challenged and forced by Jimin who watched porn. Taehyung's innocence was still there, Jungkook remembered a reason why. Taehyung said that he would close his eyes without Jimin watching, he felt disgusted.
Jungkook would stare at Taehyung's sweaty and sorrow face when he admitted his wrongs. After Taehyung confessed his doing, he was ever so happy in his sleep. There would be the smile that Jungkook adored and envied on his face as he was sleeping.
"Kookie?"
Taehyung's voice snapped him out of his thoughts, he looked happily at his Hyung. He wasn't anything like them, he stood out. Taehyung isn't a perverted person. Taehyung smiled at the happy Kookie.
"Your golden smile will make me cringe" Taehyung chuckled as he playfully covered his eyes to avoid the beautiful smile Jungkook gave him.
"The sun is so bright, stop!" Taehyung said as he slowly opened his eyes. Jungkook didn't know what he meant but ignored him. Taehyung was weird, he always has his moments.
"Are you ready for today?" Taehyung asked.
"What's today?" Jungkook asked, clueless.
"We're flying today..." Taehyung said slowly.
"Oh shi-oot!" Jungkook almost shouted and rushed to his room to grab his suitcase. He grabbed all the clothing from yesterday and carefully put it in his suitcase. He grabbed his airport fashion, judging it lightly but didn't care. It was his fault.
"What are you doing?" Taehyung's voice came from behind. Jungkook turned around to see Taehyung leaning against the door frame with a frown.
"Taehyung judge me later" Jungkook said. Taehyung chuckled. As he saw Jungkook completely done he decided to tell him.
"There's no concert, Kookie"
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"What?!"
"Today is our live countdown for FIRE, Golden" Taehyung smiled. Jungkook didn't know if he should be happy or angry.
"Where should we go?"
"Bighit, 5 levels under to the white filming room"
"Where the fu-"
"You'll find it on the elevator" Seokjin said, coming in to drop some clothes in, giving him a look. "And don't swear, you're supposed to be a good Kookie".
Jungkook nodded. He quickly went into the bathroom to change into his clothes. He didn't wear anything fashionable, he was going to change again anyway. He wore his white blouse with his skinny black pants, he didn't really care about his fashion sense. When he left the bathroom, Taehyung was fashionable dressed. He wondered why....he knew why. A fashion police never fails to impress people.
Taehyung arm stretched to its limit to Jungkook's direction, his fingers spreading signalling him to hold hands. Jungkook took his hand and walked out of the dorm, not forgetting his Cookie Monster backpack. As soon as they walked into the Bighit building, Jungkook walked a bit behind Taehyung still hand in hand. Taehyung looked back every now and then with a smile, checking on his Kookie. Jungkook returned a soft smile, he started to feel nervous. How should he be today? What part of him should he let out for his ARMYs?
"Don't be nervous, just be yourself" Taehyung said, feeling Jungkook's nervousness from his trembling sweaty hands. Jungkook took it as an advice, Taehyung's advices always worked. As soon as he reached to the corridors of wooden doors with a metal palate on it saying the name of the room and the staff team name. As to Bighit, having different types of people for different jobs is important.
"We're here?" Taehyung said as he found the palate with 'White Film Room' scratched professionally. He knocked on the door.
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"Come in" a women's voice came out. Taehyung opened the door slightly, gazing at the room from the little opening. He opened the door wider for him and Jungkook to enter. Everything was neatly prepared, the tables and chairs and cousins and V.Live cameras. The women gestured for them to sit down on the chairs infront of the tables with bulbs sticking around the frame of mirror infront of them. As obvious as it looks, Jungkook guessed that it was the dressing table. He looked for a bunch of clothes hanging somewhere which he couldn't find but he didn't care. They would give him later. Taehyung got compliments from the stylist Noona, making Jungkook slightly jealous. Taehyung took his seat infront of the mirror and dressing table, looking at the frown that has now formed on his Kookies face. As soon as the tips of the stylist touched his hair, he grabbed her hands.
"Can Jungkook do my hair?" Taehyung asked, the stylist gave him a look. "Just this one, please~". The stylist sighed as she moved aside to the next seat, waiting for the rest to come so she'd do their hair. Taehyung leaned back on his seat, his face facing Jungkook who looked down with a smile. He wanted to perfect Taehyung with his Golden powers. He decided to make it into an upside V to represent the VAPP and Taehyung's stage name itself. He took the hair guide booklet he found in the drawer that was slightly ajar and looked for that hairstyle. The model looked wonderful in that hairstyle, how would it be on Taehyung? Perfect. Jungkook grabbed the tools that were needed and started on his first hair project.
Light snores made Jungkook nervous, it was going to be time. He was right.
Toss. Turn. Toss. Turn.
"Uh..." Taehyung said uncomfortably, "Feel free to look in my phone anytime, my password is sexyassholekimtae143 . Almost immediately, Jungkook snatched Taehyung's phone and entered it successfully. He searched every single thing in the phone but it was innocent. Jungkook groaned as he tossed the phone back to the dressing table, a scratch wouldn't hurt the screen. It was full of them. Taehyung immediately woke up.
"What the fuck happened?" Taehyung shouted in fright.
"You threw your phone when you were sleeping"
"Fuck!" Taehyung screamed as he snatched his phone and examined it in every single area. He sighed. It didn't change anything to him, his phone's protection screen was ruined to its limit. He wanted to buy a new screen, but he never felt like it.
"I really need a new screen"
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