Third person's pov
Jungkook was practically bouncing with excitement as he explored Taehyung's shop. He picked up a pair of leather boots and examined them closely, marveling at the craftsmanship.
"These are amazing, Taehyung!" Jungkook exclaimed,
Taehyung, watching Jungkook with a soft, loving gaze, felt his heart swell. "Thank you, Jungkook. I'm glad you like them."
Jungkook moved to another shelf, "How long does it take you to make a pair like this?" he asked, holding up a pair of intricately designed loafers.
Taehyung walked over and stood beside him. "It depends on the complexity of the design, but usually, it takes me about a week from start to finish."
Jungkook nodded, thoroughly impressed. "Woah! "
Taehyung's cheeks flushed slightly at the compliment, but before he could respond, the bell above the door jingled, signaling the arrival of a customer.
A woman walked in, her expression impatient and slightly irritated. Taehyung straightened up and greeted her with a smile. "Hello, ma'am. How can I help you today?"
The woman crossed her arms and looked around disdainfully. "I'm here to collect my custom shoes."
Taehyung nodded and quickly retrieved a beautifully crafted pair of shoes from behind the counter. "Here they are. I made them exactly as per the picture you provided."
The customer took the shoes, glanced at them briefly, and then tossed them back onto the counter. "I don't like them," she said flatly.
Taehyung blinked, momentarily taken aback. "But ma'am, you gave me a picture, and these shoes are exactly like them."
The customer rolled her eyes. "I know, but I don't like the design anymore. You can sell them to someone else. It's not like I wore them or anything."
Taehyung took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. "Ma'am, these are custom shoes. I made them specifically for you. I need the payment."
The women huffed and said, " So what? Are you even serious!"
" Ma'am, you can't do this-" Taehyung started but the women cut him and spoke," I don't get what is the problem! I never wore them and you can sell it again."
"Sorry Ma'am but I can't do that. You have to do the full payment. "
The woman's eyes flashed with anger. "Is this how you treat your customers?" she yelled, and in a fit of rage, she started grabbing shoes from the nearby shelves and throwing them around the shop.
"Here, take it! I don't know what you people think of yourself."
Jungkook watched the scene unfold, his anger rising. As the woman turned to leave, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed her by the hair, yanking her back and throwing her to the floor.
"Pick these shoes up and pay the full price," he commanded, his voice cold.
The woman got up, her face twisted with anger. "How dare you!" she screamed, raising her hand to slap Jungkook.
Before she could make contact, Taehyung grabbed her wrist from behind, his grip firm. Jungkook's eyes widened in surprise as he watched Taehyung intervene.
"Leave my hand!" the woman shrieked, struggling to break free.
Taehyung let go, and Jungkook stepped forward, "Pick them up," he repeated.
The woman sneered. "I will not."
Without a second thought, Jungkook yanked her hair again, pulling her down towards the scattered shoes. "I said, pick them up."
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Fanfiction{Completed} Once college sweethearts, now widowed parents, Jungkook, the successful CEO, and Taehyung, the shoemaker, are reunited by fate. As their fate intertwine and love blossoms again, will they overcome the challenges of their past and find...