Pose For Me | K.TH

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Finally, Jimin pokes his head out from behind the camera. He has an eyebrow raised curiously, lips pursed together.

"What's distracting you, Miss Choi?"

I quickly straighten up, murmuring a sorry. It had been a full night since that kiss had happened, and it was still on my mind.

And that word.

"Nothing to be sorry about." He says with a playful smile. "Tell me what's bothering you. I'm always happy to help."

A faint blush colors my cheeks.

"Um, Jimin," I start hesitantly, pulling at my fingers. "Do you know what, uh, ma reine is? In Korean?"

"Ma reine?"

The playfulness of his smile turns more into amusement when I nod. "Don't tell me that someone called you that?"

I stutter. "N-No, I was just wondering."

"It means my queen, Miss Choi."

The light blush on my cheeks turn deeper. And he laughs when I turn around, shifting myself on the couch.

"Please. My lovely model has already gotten herself an amante?"

I don't know what to say to that. But then the door crashes open, and I thank the heavens as Jungkook rushes in, his eyes flickering wildly around the room.

It lands on my stunned face.

"Thank Lord. You're here." He says, running his fingers through messy locks of dark hair. "Mademoiselle— your news has spread. The modelhouse was surrounded by paparazzi this morning, and I couldn't find you in your room."

Was this why Taehyung had told me to stay at a separate hotel last night? Because he'd known that this would happen?

"Paparazzi?"

"You're officially famous." Jimin laughs, making Jungkook scrunch his face in his direction. "I have a mask and cap ready for you already."

"Jimin, it's not something to joke about."

"There were people who somehow got through security." He says, mouth set firmly. "I found one knocking aimlessly on your door this morning, before security found him and dragged him out."

I blink.

Outside of my door?

"How did they know where I was?"

"They find out everything." Jungkook hisses lowly between his teeth. "There's a reason why Taehyung was so careful with you— all this time. And even when he was, people still found out about your existence."

His features soften.

"But that doesn't mean too much. Don't be too worried, mademoiselle. That was never my intent."

Jimin shifts his ponytail over his shoulder, eyeing Jungkook.

"Sure it wasn't."

Jungkook glares. "Hush. Don't you have work to do with her?"

"Actually, I was planning to take her somewhere." He says, smirking. And the moment Jungkook whips back at him with a horrified look, I know that he's messing with him again.

"Take her somewhere?! Are you out of your mind?"

He rolls his eyes. "It's going to be fine."