guys i really wanna watch that clip of boba ball jeonggukkie singing the Sing King theme song you know when the machine goes 'Sing King' and he goes 'SiiiIiIIIiIng KiiiiIiIIiIIIIiiiiing' all cute someone PLS tell me where to find it
ok anyway here's the chapter lols
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chapter twenty-three
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"You what?"
Taehyung watched, stunned, as the confident ferocity blazed across your face. He'd never seen you look so impassioned about anything - except, maybe, in the bedroom-
But this wasn't really the time for thinking about that. Not when you were right in the middle of quitting your job, turning your father's face a dangerous shade of purple.
"You heard me," you shot back at your father now, who had been the one to speak up. "I quit. So I can't win this competition."
Your father stared at you. The room stared at you. And yet you held firm.
Taehyung had no idea where you were going with this, but he trusted that you had a plan. He could tell, because your hand clasped in his wasn't shaking. It was steady, and as he squeezed it now in quiet reassurance, you squeezed it right back.
"Sweetheart," your father was chuckling, though he retained his worryingly purple complexion, and a vein bulged out in his forehead. "That's very chivalrous of you, but-"
"No," you cut your father off calmly. "I'm not doing it out of chivalry. We all know damn well I don't deserve to win this project."
You turned to Taehyung now, catching his eye.
"I mean, you deserve it," your eyes crinkled at Taehyung in a smile, before hardening at your father once more. "And yes, I am a talented designer. You were right about that. But father - did you even look at Jungkook's designs?"
At this, a number of people glanced at Jungkook and his table of work, who shied away on instinct and turned red. Taehyung knew what they were thinking. Even Taehyung had noticed it as he came into the room. He'd seen your designs - perfect, and intelligent, and a great pairing for his pieces - but then he'd seen Jungkook's.
And it was clear who should win this competition.
It seemed everyone else in the room felt similarly, as they snuck glances at Jungkook's work. You were clearly not going to allow your father to give you this promotion when Jungkook's work was so obviously more impressive.
