Little Flower

21

"Oh, my rebel child, watch your back tonight." ~ N [Jaden Smith]

About Taehyung being determined he would get the job...

He was nervous as hell.

He dressed up in appropriate attire, a black turtleneck and a blazer, and even did his hair. He wanted to look his absolute best for the interview that could possibly change his life.

Rosie was calm, contrary to her brother. She spent her time doing her morning routine as they had stayed home from school. She was just finishing up when Taehyung came sprinting into the bathroom, looking at Rosie in desperation as he asked what shoes to wear.

"The black ones," she giggles, watching him bend down and quickly put them on. "It'll be fine, Taehyungie."

"I hope so," he mutters, cursing under his breath when they heard a car honk from the driveway. "Okay, little flower, you ready?"

Rosie nods and follows her brother downstairs, smiling excitedly as she sees Jungkook in the driver's seat. It was a really nice car, all black with a nice interior. It made Taehyung wonder if his parents were rich or something.

"Ah-ah, to the back," Jungkook doesn't even look at Taehyung as he jabs his thumb behind him when the elder opens the door.

Taehyung huffs and rips open the door to the backseats, sitting down grumpily before buckling himself.

"Hi, Jungkook," Rosie beams as she slides into the passenger seat.

"Hey," the ravenette says softly, smiling at her briefly before putting the gear into reverse.

"How long is the drive?" Taehyung asks when they set out, eyeing the ravenette suspiciously as he was up there with his sister.

"Ten minutes,"Jungkook replies, offering his hand to Rosie over the middle console.

Rosie blushes and threads her fingers through his, looking away through her window as his thumb stroked the back of her hand. She wouldn't dare look at Taehyung, especially when she heard him huff dramatically.

"Holy—You didn't tell me your uncle owned J's Company!" Taehyung exclaims, feeling even more nervous as they parked.

"Relax," Jungkook rolls his eyes with a sigh. "I've already let him know that you were coming so he's expecting you."

"Fighting!" Rosie turns in her seat to encourage her brother, getting an anxious smile in return.

Taehyung popped open the door and stared up at the tall building before walking towards the entrance, his nerves skyrocketing. When he had entered, his eyes widened and he bit back a gasp because the place practically screamed expensive.

"U-um, hello, I'm here for—Jimin?" Taehyung was even more blown away as he approached the front desk, the honey-haired boy looking up at him with his precious eye smile.

"Hey, Taehyung! You're here for the interview, right?" he asks, opening the schedule planner.

"Uh, yeah," Taehyung coughs awkwardly. "Aren't you a little too young to be working here? I mean, you're what? 17? 18?"