Minsung Oneshots

Knight in Shining Armor

"Jisung, can you look over here?"

"Smile for the camera!"

"What do you have to share for your newest released product, Jisung?"

It went on and on with the paparazzi. At first, Jisung didn't mind answering the questions, but as time went by he was visibly growing impatient.

Being a millionaire of his own business, Jisung had grown to adapt the invasion of privacy of people around him, quite sad to think of it but it is the consequence of being famous.

With his products trending and sold off as soon as released, billboards advertising his very own company, it was safe to say Jisung has a pretty stable work-life.

There were also a group of well-trained bodyguards surrounding him, each of them dressed in perfectly tailored suits and guarded him with much charisma.

Thousands of questions were bombarding the male, along with the endless camera flashlights that could've blinded them.

Jisung sighed as he pulled on his designer bag. He just wanted a peaceful lunch, but of course, the moment he stepped foot out of the company he was greeted with a swarm of paparazzis.

That explains why he always needed bodyguards to keep him away from any submerging dangers.

"Jisung, can you explain your date with Kim Sun Woo yesterday?"

That one question stuck out the most out of everything he had received. It somewhat managed to turn his mood upside down.

Jisung was no longer hungry for food anymore, the paparazzi's certainly never failed to invade his personal life.

Hence, the male didn't bother to hide his infuriated expression as he turned back to his company, leaving the paparazzi's behind to chase for answers.

Once they were safe from the chaos, Jisung gave his bodyguards a kind smile before dismissing them.

"You can have your lunch break. I'll just eat in my office."

After expressing their thank you's, the group of men were more than ready to stuff their empty stomachs.

One of them spoke up. "I crave for fried chicken and beer."

The other one rolled his eyes upon hearing that. "Oh please, we just had that two days ago, Hyunjin."

The said blonde pretended to look offended with a hand at his chest. "How dare you disrespect my choice of food, get a life Changbin."

"Yah, do you want to eat my fist instead?"

"Both of you shut the fuck up, or else we won't even have time to eat anything." Chan tugged at his slightly wrinkled suit, disappointed at his bickering friends.

The three of them began to walk before Chan noticed another one missing.

He turned back, only to find the guy standing at the same spot with eyes glued to his phone screen.

"Minho, aren't you hungry?" Chan asked.

"You guys go ahead, I have something else to take care of." was the only thing Minho said before he waved them off, heading towards the elevator.

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Meanwhile, Jisung stomped into his office. He slammed the door unintentionally loud to show his frustration, not even bothering to know if his co-workers had noticed his change of mood.

"God damn it." He puffed his cheeks while he tossed his bag onto the crimson couch.

The boy then dragged himself to plop on his office chair, facing the clear view of the Seoul city. His office was so high up, to the point where he looked down, everything just felt so tiny.