King of Fashion ||KTH.JJK|| ✔️

0-|Motor Oil|-8

"Can't believe he would do that!"

Jungkook crinkled the newspaper with both his hands, throwing it across the bathroom, before taking a step into the tub.

Ruining that one event with paint on the building to use to host. "Can't you believe this Namjoon, Vante wants me to ruin my family business."

Namjoon felt bad that the one night of the event that Vante made it to the newspaper and being an icon for one outfit that was never seen before.

Even a better design than Jungkook's. "Well, we can't dwell on that night forever because you have another one coming up and you'll be the main guest again."

"I know, I just need to calm down and focus on asking Taehyung out for lunch." the young male was soaking in the tub with bubbles surrounding his body.

Slouched down into the bubbly water, closing his eyes and taking deep breaths.

He never thought someone he met at his party would do this to him and make him annoyed.

Namjoon couldn't help but wonder if Taehyujg could do the favor for his irritated adult child. Taking the newspaper before the paper became fragile. "Remember, Taehyung and you are like oil and water. Being with him won't mix well."

Jungkook sighed and sat back, looking at him with a blank stare that turned into a sincere smile with bright eyes.

"If you say, and I should probably get ready for the event this evening," he finished up washing as Namjoon picked out the outfit that was more highly standardized for autumn.

"Hey, Namjoon, could you invite Taehyung to the party? I want to keep him in my sight at all times." a raised tone of voice so the others could hear from the main bathroom.

Namjoon couldn't help grinning softly but it might work because they could have more time with the pretty designer.

"I will right away!"

Therefore, the male headed to the phone after he set the clothes on the bed, left the bedroom, and dialed the phone to invite Taehyung.

Of course, Taehyung answered and chit chat with Namjoon. Hearing the pretty male's voice knowing what was being brought to him of an invite, a big sy smile came along on his lips.

"So we'll see you tonight at the event?"

"I would be honored," Taehyung twirling the phone wire, "I'll meet you tonight as Mr. Jeon leaves his vehicle."

Therefore, he ended the call by him humming a sweet evil tune of joy, gazing at his next design of a leather body suit for body shape.

"Oh boys, tonight we're gonna go on a little ride with my boss." with that Taehyung changed into his outfit from the body mannequin, zipping up the zipper, and wrapping a black and red scarf around his neck.

Even putting on face paint with glitter creates giant dark circles of a smokey look. Two-tone hair getting curled and sprayed, lip shade to the finest black.

Jin and Yoongi brought out their scooter which they repainted to dark shiny red with a black strip in the middle.

Taehyung couldn't wait to drive on the red carpet to being an icon and maybe have his childhood boss remember him piece by piece. "Boys, let's get this show on the road!"

All three, well four, are ready to have a motor oil show.

Taehyung revved up the scooter and signaled Jin and Yoongi on what to do. Following him on the road with the painted starry black sky, riding into the big event with the car they have.