LOST LOVE || JIKOOK✅

16.Pinky Promises

"Cut!"

"What's wrong with you, Mr. Min? You need to look confident when facing Mr. Kim. And Mr. Jung, what the hell are you doing? You're lacking in this scene, and Mr Kim, what happened to you? You're clearly lacking in your dialogues.I'm so done with all of you," I shouted angrily, more than usual.

Everyone looked terrified under my gaze, including Taehyung. I firmly asked them to prepare their dialogues again.

They all went to their respective rooms to practice, and it was around 3:30 PM, time to shoot Jimin's scene. Today, we had to shoot another song of him escaping from a train, so we prepared a train set and made it look as real as possible.

Jimin entered the set in his uniform and greeted everyone, except me. I sighed and asked his assistant to prepare for his scene. I checked the monitors to make sure everything was good to shoot, and then I checked my watch. Jimin was still there.

Then I remembered Jimin's confession. What if he was touched again? The thought made me run to his room.

I quickly entered without knocking, but I furrowed my brow when I saw it was empty.

"Jimin?" I called out.

"Yes?" I heard his voice from the changing room.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yes," he replied.

"Then what's taking you so long to get ready?" I was annoyed.

"Can you call Hobi hyung? I need some help," he said.

"He's busy. Why do you need to call him? Just tell me what you need," I stated.

"Hmm, actually, I--"

"You what?" I interrupted.

"My back zipper is too long, and I can't close it. Can you help me?" he asked, with a little hesitation in his voice.

I shook my head, wondering why he had to be shy to ask me for help. "Kiddo," I thought. I then made my way to the dressing room until.

"PLEASE STOP!" He shouted, causing me to blink.

"I mean, can you please close your eyes and come inside? Please?" he asked, with a little concern.

"Since I'm the director,I should do whatever you people ask me, right?" I scoffed and closed my eyes. Jimin instructed me to enter the changing room, but I ended up hitting my nose and my feet on everything.

"Mr. Jeon, stop clowning around and try to listen to your brain. Oh gosh, you have to come to the right side!"

I gritted my teeth. As the director, no one dared to yell at me, but this kid...fuck it.

I finally made my way inside, and Jimin guided me to where the zipper starts.

"Who the hell chose this for you?" I muttered as I searched for the zipper.

"It's you, coconut head," Jimin uttered, causing me to catch his words, but I let it slide.

As I was about to zip up Jimin's clothes, it got stuck in the middle, causing me to let out a frustrated sigh.

"You can't even zip up clothes, Mr. Jeon!" he giggled, causing me to speed up my work.

"Hey, don't try to tear my clothes." he panicked.