1B |The golden boy

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Jungkook scanned the entire block for suspicious activity. He looked for cameras in bushes, girls with pink hair, large black cars with tinted windows, girls with pink hair, large crowds of teens, and girls with pink hair.

He checked the block once more and let out a sigh of relief. No paparazzi, and no resident stalker.

Jungkook threw on his sunglasses and baseball cap and crossed the street. His body guard following a few paces behind.

Today should be easy. The cafe already knew he was coming. They secured private seating arrangements on the water front. There was nothing but shrubs and ocean views. Once he got to the back Jungkook would be free to be himself. All he had to do was get there.

He reached the cafe. So far no one has recognized him. It's working!
"Kim party of 4."
"Right this way."

The hostess lead Jungkook and the bodyguard through a back door and out onto the private patio.
The white table was covered in snacks, as requested.

Namjoon and his body guard were already helping themselves to the small sandwiches.
"Your late." The leader said with his mouth full.

"Sorry, traffic."

"So, how was your break?"
Click

"It was...nice. Italy is such a beautiful country. Oh and the food was good too. How was your trip? You picked Athens right?"

"Yeah. It was cool except for the fact that I couldn't relax."
Click

"Why?"

"Too many ideas. Filled up two journals worth of songs. Doubt we'll use any of them though."

"What? Why?"

"Jin met someone."
Click

Jungkook started choking on his snack. He was coughing like crazy and his face was turning red.
Click click click click

"Shit!"
Namjoon ran over and got into a ready position to perform the heimlich. Luckily, the piece of fruit flew out of Jungkook's mouth and the coughing ceased.
Click click click

"Guess I should've waited til after lunch to drop that bomb. You alright?"
Click click

"Fine."
Click

"Guys we have a problem." Both body guards dash towards the water front.

"What?" Jungkook turned towards the ocean. Fuck!

The pink haired girl had rented a boat. She had been snapping photos the entire time.

"Let's move!" The bodyguards ushered the boys out. Lunch time was over.

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