Important Business

Part 4

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Taehyung looks in the mirror, observing Jin running his hands through his hair and analyzing the state of his hair.

"What did they do to your hair in the US and what didn't you do after? Didn't they use the products I sent them?" he asks, affronted and clearly displeased.

"Eh..."

"Did you use the products I gave you?" he inquires sternly.

"Well...," Taehyung says slowly.

"Tae!" Jin says, scoldingly. "You can't expect me to work magic if you don't give me the tools to do so."

"It's just hair," he answers. Jin made it sound like he had the frizzy hair of hell.

"Every centimeter of this body is precious to me," Jin replies and waves his hands around him like one of these inflatable things, at the entrance to a shop, to gain attention. "I might be the best stylist in South Korea, but even I have to call defeat now."

"You are so humble," Taehyung answers seriously, trying to keep the sarcasm out of his voice. "But I am sure you will do fine and work your magic after all, Hyung."

Jin scoffs, but grins a second later. "Let's see...I am the best after all," and he stirs the dye one more time. "What is the next project again?" he asks while he gets busy applying the dye strand for strand.

"It's a photoshoot for a new brand ambassadorship."

"The ones that were after you for ages now?"

Taehyung smiles. "Yeah, I am happy it worked out. The trip to New York was worth it."

Jin grins. "So I heard," he drawls. "What about your flight buddy?"

Taehyung groans, feeling betrayed. "Namjoonie is such a gossip."

"We are brothers, of course he updates me on your escapades. Like you tell me he broke something at the gallery again. It's a win-win."

"Half-brothers," Taehyung replies. "In this case I want to emphasize the half-part."

Jin leans his head forward and applies the dye to the hair on the back of his head. "That doesn't change the fact that I am the command center, knowing everything."

"You know shit."

Jin laughs. "My sweet Taehyungie... don't try to distract me. Tell me about this guy," he says in a serious voice.

Taehyung fumbles in his pocket and pulls the business card out, holding it up for Jin to read.

"You carry his business card around?" he asks pityingly and in disbelief. "You have it worse than Joon made it sound."

"Haha...not funny," Taehyung answers. "And I am not smitten or anything. Namjoon is exaggerating, like always. Hobum-hyung gave me the card this morning before I came here."

"So, you have his card. And now? You want to see him again?"

Taehyung mumbles.

"What?" Jin asks, and directs his head back up.

"I'm not sure," he says louder.

"Why? You said you felt vibes."

Taehyung groans again, feeling embarrassed. "I will hurt Namjoon."

Jin snickers. "If you don't want anyone in the family to know, just don't tell Namjoon."

Taehyung can hardly refrain from rolling his eyes. "I would like to get to know Jungkook. But I'm not sure if I felt it because we were drunk."