Kim Taehyung makes a hobby of observing the rich.
The rich being primarily Jeon Jungkook and his marvelous girlfriend, Julia.
The rich sometimes get bored and ironically, the poor pay for it.
The poor being Kim Taehyung.
Alternatively, Jungkook and...
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'lets dance until our limbs give out, tae!'
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And again this book isn't mine so please don't accuse me of plagiarism.Original author is AlainaMil. As I'm saying this book isn't written by me.
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Kim Taehyung is neither here, nor there. In a constant state of a personality flux Taehyung manages to be the very perfect and poetic definition of a wallflower one day and the most flamboyant person in the room the other. It all depends on the company and his mood, and the place, of course, a little bit, and what music marks the background and what he has had for breakfast and normal factors like that, like everyone has.
But in any case, in all of Richhood, his and his sister’s choice of reference for Gangnam and its most noteworthy inhabitants, he is invisible, to his knowledge. There, he is an outsider, but a careful observer. He observes everyone in this bubble, he reasons with himself, and has no reason to worry that the person over who his eyes glaze the most is Jeon Jungkook, the person on table number sixteen on July the sixteenth right now.
"I'm bored," Julia complains, one of her first sentences in greeting. Her right leg bounces slowly crossed over her left one whose Gucci heel rhythmically clicks on the Gangnam pavement.
Jungkook shifts his gaze to lazily look at her. She had gotten him out of bed and demanded his attention and he does not particularly care to entertain her right then. "What?" He cocks his head quizzically and very much ironically, lifting a brow. "Two weeks vacationing in the Bahamas is a bore for you, is it?"
He is not exactly joyous at her return from her yearly summer trip. He had taken full advantage of the absence of his girlfriend and spoiled himself with sex and liquor and now, the moderate guilt that accompanied the former forces some tolerance into him so he humors her instead of snapping.
Julia does not resist an eye roll that starts from staring at Jungkook’s disinterest and ends up at Taehyung’s unsubtle indulgence. He looks away quickly upon being discovered and she sees a delightful redness crawling up his neck. She rests her stare on him and keeps it there with a spark of a smirk. "There is nothing to do on the Bahamas, but tan, Jungkook. You, of all people, know I am not that easily satisfied."
