Yoongi

  I crossed my arms as Jungkook walked beside me. The sun was shining down on us as we walked to my usual tailor shop. We were currently walking there to buy him some new clothes because he had been wearing a suit that wasn't even formal enough for a meeting.

  A smile came across Jungkook's face once he walked into the big shop. "Wow." He said.

  He looked around at the different suits.

  "Hello," a man walked over with a smile on his face. He scanned Jungkook and bit his lip. "Can I help you?" He asked Jungkook.

  I furrowed my eyebrows and coughed.

  "Yes," I leaned against the wall. "My boyfriend needs to be fitted for a suit."

  The man's face fell and he let out an "oh" before he went behind a desk to get his measuring equipment. "Stand here." He said.

  Jungkook smiled and stood where the man pointed, completely oblivious to the fact that the man was checking him out from behind.

  Stupid kid.

  The man purposely slid his hand across Jungkook's waist, making his eyes widen.

  "You have a very petite body." The man smiled. Jungkook barely looked up at me.

  "Uh- thanks." He smiled weakly.

  I clenched my fists as a person from my company walked over to me. "You should beat his ass," Namjoon crossed his arms as he spoke into my ear. I brushed him away lightly.

"I thought you were a nice guy?" I questioned.

  Namjoon shrugged. "But this guy is obviously flirting with your boyfriend, Mr. Min." He said.

  I bit my lip and looked back at the man and Jeon. He was holding onto Jungkook's waist, making Jeon fiddle nervously with his shirt.

  "Get off of him." I grabbed the man's hand. He and Jeon looked up at me in confusion. "I want Alex to measure my boyfriend. At least I know he won't fucking touch him like that." I growled at the man. "Fuck off."

  The man nodded and set the equipment down on the desk before he went to the back of the room to find Alex, my personal tailor.

  "Hey Jungkookie," Namjoon smiled.

  Jungkook's face lit up once he saw him.

  "Hey Joon, did Hoseok ever give you what you wanted?" Jungkook smirked at him. I furrowed my eyebrows and tilted my head as Namjoon stood there with a stern look.

  "First of all, when did you two become friends?" I asked. "And secondly, wipe that look off of your face. You look weird."

  Jungkook's smirk turned into a pout.

  "Joonie and I met at your office," Jeon explained. "And I wanted to know if Hoseok and Joon's date went well-"

  "Kook!" Namjoon basically screeched.

  "What?!" Jeon frowned. "It's cute."

  I rolled my eyes at both of them. Alex finally came to the front and apologized for what the other man had done to Jungkook.

  Finally. Now we can get him a real suit.

——

  "Y- Mr. Min!" Taehyung came running into my office without knocking. Jimin just shrugged and allowed him to. "Look!"

  I furrowed my eyebrows at the tall man.

  "What?" I asked as he held out papers.

  "W-We've got a lot more people wanting to collaborate with uh- what's his name?"

  "You mean the group that you literally work for?" I squinted at him. "How do you forget the name of a Kpop group, Taehyung?" I asked.

  "That doesn't matter!" Taehyung exclaimed. "Do you know what this means?" He asked.

  I smiled up at him as I leaned back in my desk chair. "Of course I do." I told him. He cheered, making Jimin have to calm him down.

  "I don't know what happened," Taehyung said. "We've just gotten a better word in on our- I mean your company." He smiled.

  I know exactly what happened.

  I smiled up at Taehyung.

  "I don't know what happened," I lied to him. Jimin rolled his eyes. "But that's good."

——

  Jungkook hummed as we walked back to the house. I'm finally starting to accept that Jungkook and I live together. It's our house.

  No matter how many times I tell him not to do something, he does it anyways. He'll clean, help cook, and he'll dance around stupidly.

  I just started rolling my eyes and allowing it.

  I tilted my head as I saw a person with a camera following us. A smile came onto my face and I slid my hand to grab Jeon's wrist.

  I spun him around and pushed him up against a building. "Yoongi what are you- ah-" I started placing small kisses on his neck. "W-What the hell are you doing?" He asked me quietly.

  I smiled against his skin and gripped onto his neck to pull him closer. "Paparazzi." I whispered into his ear. He shivered as he looked around, being completely noticeable.

  I grabbed his jaw and made him look at me.

  "Stop being noticeable," I said sternly.

  His hand tightened on my shoulder as I bit at his neck. "I-It's for paparazzi, not porn." He stated as he breathed heavily. His skin was soft as I pressed my tongue against it, and I could smell him much stronger than I normally do.

  "Relax, Jeon." I told him and rolled my eyes. "You're going to make it seem like I'm forcing you to do this." I started kissing his neck again.

  "You're not forcing me?" He tilted his head back, letting his neck be more exposed.

  I smiled against his skin. "I don't think so."

  I could feel his chest rise and fall heavily and I couldn't help but get caught in the moment. When I looked over Jeon's shoulder, the paparazzi was looking down to fix her camera, fiddling with it as fast as possible.

  "Yoongi-"

  I grabbed Jungkook's wrist and dragged him down an alley, getting us paparazzi free.

  Jungkook swallowed a lump in his throat once we finally got far away from the woman. "I didn't know we were shooting a sex tape, Yoongi." Jungkook mumbled sternly.

  I shrugged. "I mean, if you want to—"

  "Shut up." He looked away from me as we started walking towards our house again.

  Why does it even matter to him? He's not even gay. I'm pansexual. I was the one who should've affected by the kiss.

  Not him.

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😉😉 Chapter Ten, slowly turning into 50 Shades of Yoonkook 😏😏