Living in a viciously boring cycle of tips and refills, a young waitress finds herself being pulled headfirst into the world of sex, drugs, and rock & roll.
With an unexpected turn of events, Lyla embarks on a journey with the three handsome men fro...
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Standing behind the slew of cameras next to Hoseok, we watch as the producer holds up his fingers slowly counting down from five before pointing at the journalist holding a small stack of cards in one hand and a microphone in the other.
"I am here with the band members of Dirty Deeds today to discuss their current tour and any upcoming news they have for us. Hi, guys! Thank you so much for coming!" The man announces as the guys look back at him with polite smiles and rehearsed greetings.
Each one of them gives their warmest replies and gratitudes, keeping their appearance professional, as expected. Jungkook glances over at me every so often and I have to remind him to keep his attention on the man speaking to them. After the discovery of the illegal drugs in his bag and me putting off talking with him about it for now, I can guarantee he has more on his mind than the small talk about what's his favorite food to eat on the road but he had a job to do and I cannot allow our personal situations, good or bad, to get in the way of that. I'm here to give them female companionship and to ease their loneliness, not to hamper their professional duties.
Taehyung had tried to ask me what was going on a few times while they freshened up before going in front of the camera with me pretending to adjust his shirt and jacket like the faux stylist I am, doing my best to keep up appearances and the white lie we have everyone believing besides those who know my true identity.
Jimin would widen his eyes at me every few seconds and shake his head 'no' as an indication that I shouldn't let Taehyung know what was really going on. I'm not sure the reason for keeping him out of the loop but I figure it may not be my place so instead, I just told him that I was irritated with Jungkook for not hurrying up this morning. I don't think Tae exactly believed me, hell I didn't even sound believable to my own ears, but he dropped the subject, probably assuming it's something personal between JK and me.
"You guys seem to draw the attention of a lot of women," the guys all chuckle and/or give little shrugs, "has anyone special caught your eye yet?" The interviewer asks with raised brows.
"The ladies always catch my eye," Jimin gives his infamous flirtatious smile as he stares directly into the camera before chuckling at his own actions, giving a political answer to avoid further interrogation.
I glance at the monitor and watch the camera pan to the next bandmate in line, Taehyung, as he brings the microphone up to his mouth, "Aren't all ladies special?"
Smooth. I smile at his reply.
"Yes," Jungkook openly answers and both mine and Hoseok's eyes widen three times their normal size.
The journalist shifts in his seat as he gets ready to ask follow-up questions, "Oh wow! Does this mean everyone's favorite young guitarist is officially off of the market?"
He glances over to me before speaking and the interviewer attempts to follow his line of vision as I quickly turn to pretend I'm not even slightly interested in this conversation. The room goes quiet for a moment before I hear JK chuckle and Hoseok clear his throat anxiously.
