The Bet | Jungkook

A Tᴏʀɴᴀᴅᴏ

Yᴜɴᴀ's P.O.V
I chuckle as I watch Jiah dance to the YMCA song in Yoongi's hoodie and underwear. She always had these energy spasms and they were hilarious to witness. I missed when I spent most my time here just studying and third wheeling my best friend and older brother. Actually I do not as I think of all the terrifying scenes I've witnessed with the two.

"I can't believe Yoongi is gone for the week." Jiah whines and I roll my eyes as I close my notebook.

"Well I'm glad, I got sick of seeing the doofus face." I tease.

"Hey that doofus is the man that makes my toes curl!" Jiah yells crossing her arms and I fake throw up.

"I'm leaving you to your sorrows alone because of that comment." I say dramatically as I approach the front door.

"Bring me back some ice cream I feel like crying about my boyfriend's absence tonight." Jiah says and I throw a thumbs up as I leave the dorm.

I close the door behind me and I lean back onto the door.

"Hey nerd." Taehyung says approaching me with that crazy attractive smile he always has on his face.

"Damn bozo you were waiting for me to leave my dorm?" I joke.

"Maybe." He only says.

"Okay darling why are you outside my dorm?" I ask titling my head as Taehyung takes my hand and makes me stop leaning from my dorm door.

"Haven't you forgotten that you are my muse." He says lowly and my eyes widen.

"And you need me now?" I only ask.

"And why can't I have you now?" He asks.

I gesture my hands up and down my body. I chuckle to myself and look at Taehyung and I smirk.

"I am wearing SpongeBob booty shorts and a white crop tee. I think not mister." I say and he smiles.

"You're beautiful just like this. You don't need to be fixed." Taehyung says softly causing my cheeks to redden.

"Let's do this then." I say looking my friend in his eyes. He nodds his head as he takes my hand and we walk down the hallway together.

Taehyung opens up a room, it's nothing in it but background drops and different kinds of lights. I assume this is where he takes his models pictures.

"Taehyung, I don't want to disappoint you." I only say turning around to face him as I watch Taehyung set up his cameras up.

"Pretty girl I don't think you could ever disappoint me." He says gesturing me to stand in a specific spot.

"At least let me fix my hair." I complain and Taehyung chuckles as he approaches me and runs his fingers through my messy curls. 

"You look perfect like this." He deepens and my cheeks redden.

"Smile." He says holding his camera towards his eye and I flick him off instead.

"What now mi amor?" He questions and I sigh.

"Are you sure Tae..?" I only ask and he places his camera down as he smiles.

"About what exactly?" He questions.

"Me being your muse?" I ask softly and Taehyung chuckles.

"You don't need an exposed body or a fully clothed body for people to recognize you Yuna"

"Because Yuna people see you when they see your face. Your demeanor. The way you carry yourself"