"You were a song. I listened to you and instantly knew that you'd be my favourite."
----------------------------------------------
He fell first, she fell harder.
Once he knew that she fell too, he fell hardest.
A story of Korea's most famous K-po...
I turn around, posing for the camera when I see Y/n entering the photoshoot area. She looks at me cutely and I smirk internally.
I raise my hand up pulling my hair back where my single buttoned jacket lifts up, exposing my abs and the waistband of the underwear. I look into the camera as the photographer and everyone starts cheering for me.
Of course. The pose was great.
Sexy as hell!
After a few clicks and different angles, my eyes rolled to Y/n to look at her reaction, a smirk on the way to my lips, knowing how happy she'll be to see me confident with my body like that.
But my expectations are reduced to zero and my smile drops when I watch a guy conversing with her. She is smiling at him, both of them laughing together.
He takes his phone out and does something on it. "Alright, Jimin-ssi. The shoot is over for today. The pictures and videos turned out—"
I just walk past him, ignoring the photographer and rush towards the two of them. He raises his phone higher, leaning close to her to take a selfie when I stand between them, placing one hand on the man's shoulder, pulling him away from Y/n and the other one gripping her shoulder.
The guy jumps at my sudden action while Y/n looks up at me in shock. "Jimin-ssi? What are you doing—"
Jimin-ssi this, Jimin-ssi that!
When will you call me Honey or Oppa?
"He just wants to click a selca, right, jagi? Let's click one for him."
I speak to her and notice her knitting her eyebrows in confusion. I smile at her sweetly before leaning down to place a small kiss on her neck sensually, making sure that the guy sees it clearly.
Thankfully, unlike the last time in front of TXT she didn't stomp her foot over mine but she just looks back into the camera with a confused expression. She smiles at the camera awkwardly while I keep my lips at the back of her head, under her ear.
After a few clicks, the guy moves away from my grasp while I keep both my palms on her shoulder, gripping them and resting my chin on the crown of her head, looking over her to pass him a scrutinizing gaze.
"Thank you so much, Y/n. You both look so perfect together. Woohoo!" He cheers and I smile at him. He is clearly showing a fake smile while saying that, I can feel that.
"Thank you for supporting us," Y/n replies, being the kindest soul out there. He takes off his jacket suddenly and I frown immediately at his action.
"You look so cold. Do you perhaps want a jacket—"
I turn Y/n, causing her to yelp in surprise before moving my hands up to her hair, picking up an invisible dust from it and patting it away.
"There was something over there. Now it's fine." I tell her with a smile and she raises an eyebrow at me in bewilderment.
I glance at the guy who has his mouth still open while holding the jacket out for Y/n. I take my jacket off and cover her whole head with it, pulling the sleeves to bring her forward, using it like the lead rope of a horse.
"It was nice meeting you, sir. My girlfriend and I have to go home since I'm exhausted. Bye-bye." I say politely, his mouth opens wider while looking at me shirtless but I don't give a fuck, pulling Y/n with me back to the waiting room only to earn gasps from the people who are stunned with a shirtless tattooed man inside their waiting room.
The stylists bow at us until they laugh silently when they see Y/n struggling with her head inside the jacket. "Thank you so much for your hard work." They say and I bow at them.
"Thank you so much too. I would like to go home now. Will you please call my manager?" They nod before going out.
"Jimin-ssi, I demand release now!"
Y/n yells and I chuckle before pulling my jacket back, revealing her. She pouts at me in annoyance and moves forward to punch me in the stomach.
"Ouch! What the—"
"Don't dare complete that. And I need your manager to give me a ride back home too. My manager just dropped me here and went away." She complains and I blink several times.
"Why don't you just call her again?"
She shakes her head. "You're going back home so just drop me. What's the problem?" She asks and I sigh, not meaning my statement to turn out that way.
I don't mind giving her a ride at all. I was just curious as to why she couldn't call her manager back.
Her eyes fall on my abs and she narrows her eyes. "But why did you just behave that way outside?" she inquires me suspiciously. I clear my throat and raise my hands in defense.
"Just wanted to make sure that people know that you're my girlfriend."
She rolls her eyes. "You're the possessive type? Wow. I never expected you to be like that."
I frown at her words. "What did you expect me to be then?"
She looks at me and then points at my face with her finger. "With that cute face, you look like a caring type. Not a dominant one." I scoff and hold my wrist before flexing my biceps to her.
"My body is enough to make a girl love me." I speak and she scoffs again. She raises her hand and pokes her finger on my stomach causing me to wince in pain. I look at her cutely but she just glares at me. "No one loves appearance. Everyone wants money." I let my hands fall and look at her in disbelief.
"You can love someone even if you're poor." I protest and she shakes her head. "But you need money to support yourself. You can even get them please you in bed with money."
I start coughing at her choice of words. She doesn't seem like the perverted type but she is one it seems.
"Hey, don't talk like that," I warn her with a flustered face.
"I just don't want to talk to you. I'm waiting in your company car. Bye!" She says in annoyance and walks away.
I try to call her but it seems like she was irritated by me enough to ignore me now.
The producer enters the room with a big bag in his hand and a polite smile to greet me.
"Hello, Mr. Park. I'm glad that we are beginning our spring collection with you as the brand ambassador. Here's a small gift for you." I take it from him, look at the various clothing items inside it while he says,
"It has some Calvin Klein T-shirts, joggers for you and underwear for both you and your girlfriend since she was an absolute sweetheart today at the set."
****************
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Jimin for Calvin Klein would be the death of ARMYs :) because he is the one who likes to take off his clothes the most
