BROKEN

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The photographer stood up clearing his throat and fixing his white dress shirt. Suddenly feeling the urge to find the wrench and show her who she's messing with. However, Jungkook wasn't that kind of person.

He was classy

"Are you leaving? Aren't you gonna wait for Tae?" The COO questioned, getting up from his leather swivel chair.

"I'm gonna run late for a photoshoot if I wait. Just tell Taehyung I stopped by" He lied once more, not wanting to stay in this dammed building any longer.

He was about to leave through front door of Chanyeol's office, until the taller stopped him. Handing him an aesthetically pleasing blue letter, white inked flower drawings in the front.

"Since you're here I might as well give this to you. I don't trust Taehyung cuz he's forgetful." The COO started "it's an invitation to the anniversary of the company"

The two bid their goodbyes and Jungkook left with a bitter taste in his mouth. Walking down the sidewalk leading to his company's building, he stared at the blue invitation letter. A smirk tugged on his lips.

'You're gonna be there too aren't you...'

Reaching to his back pocket he dialed a phone number he knew best. You see, having a best friend who's a rising fashion designer, you get to meet some of the most well renowned designers in the world. It just so happened, Jimin and Jungkook were good friends with one of the best in all of Seoul.

Having designed for big brands in his rookie days, and making his own company from the ground up. His collections selling out in mere minutes. Quickly, he became Korea's pride in the fashion world.

"Mr. Oh, It's been a long time since we've spoken. I will need a suit tailored...."

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Elegant

Is the word to describe the venue they have chosen for the company anniversary.

The golden lights lit up the spacious ball room. High ceilings covered in gold designs, white clay statues surrounding the walls. Red curtains surround each window, complimenting the different shades of gold. The wooden flooring giving the space a touch of warmth, as a long red carpet leads to the wide stairs going to the second floor.

Jungkook was never disappointed with every anniversary he celebrated with the Kim family. Everything was always so extravagant and high-end.

This was no different

Caterers littered the crowd of people, handing out glasses of champagne to the guests. Everyone wore such luxurious outfits. Evening gowns gliding against the wooden floors, along with high platformed heels. Different shades of suits worn with stylish hairstyles.

Everyone from the company was there. Some of the company's shareholders are there with their wives and husbands. It was as if he was taken back to the Victorian era.

The photographer did not disappoint, however. As he showed up to the red carpet with his husband in a blazing new tailored suit, completely designed and sewn by the Oh Sehun himself.

His suit jacket colored a classic black, specs of shimmer covering it beautifully in lines. His black dress shirt loosely tucked under his suit pants; a few buttons left opened at the top. Wearing a silver belt to tie the whole thing together. He wore his ear piercings, a few hoops here and there. His hair was styled in a wet look, falling on his face as it parted in the middle. Jimin also had the idea of putting a touch of lipstick and foundation on the photographer. Khol lining his round eyes, giving them a sharper look.

In short, Jungkook was hot as fuck.

He was not going to let any tacky assistant stand anywhere near his level.

Taehyung dropped his jaw as soon as he came out of their guest bedroom, Jimin looking like a proud mother.