Yoonmin FF - The author and his publisher

Part 1

Jimin:

I sat in front of my laptop and typed on my new manuscript. While I was writing a hot scene, I was biting my lower lip. I winced when my mobile phone started ringing. I took the call and lifted my mobile to my ear. 'Hello Mr Park, how are you getting on with your new book?' I made a face. 'Coldie. Don't even ask me how I'm doing.' 'Excuse me?' came from the other end of the line. I swallowed. 'I'm making good progress, Mr Min. I should be able to send you the first book draft in two weeks.'

Yoongi:

I looked at my computer. "I want the book draft in 2 days", I said severely. "Mr Min, it's not going to be that fast," said Jimin. "2 days", I said and hung up, 5 minutes later my e-mail box was pinging. I raised my eyebrows. When I read the name 'Park Jimin' with the subject '1st draft new book', I opened the attached manuscript and printed it out and took a red correction pen in my hand. I began to read. There was a knock and my assistant came in. "Yoongi, what are you reading?" I didn't answer, but crossed out sentences or wrote suggestions for improvement in the margin.

Jimin:

The next morning, I walked through rainy Seoul. When I arrived at the publishing house, I shook the water out of my hair and entered the Min Writings building. When I stepped up to the reception desk, the woman at reception smiled at me kindly. 'I have an appointment with Mr Min.' She glanced over my figure. I swallowed nervously. 'Name?' she asked gruffly. 'P...Park J...Jimin,' I stuttered. 'P...Park J...Jimin?' she repeated with a mocking smile. I just nodded. She picked up the phone, but then looked towards the entrance. I looked up and looked in the same direction, where a young man was entering. He was about my height, had black hair and had a cat-like face.

Yoongi:

I stepped up to the receptionist and took a stack of letters." Mr Min, this young man, Park Jimin, is waiting for you. He said he had an appointment with you."
"There is no appointment for today in my schedule," I replied coldly. The man who had waited cleared his throat and picked up his phone, where an email was opened." I have written confirmation from your assistant for today's appointment." I turned to the voice and swallowed. The manwhowasstandinginfront of me looks like an angel. "Mr Park?" I asked, the man nodded. I glared at my assistant, who opened her eyes in horror." Yoongi...", she began. I raised a hand and silenced. Follow me, Mr Park," I said and walked to my office.

Jimin:

Mr Min offered me a chair in front of his desk, I sat down and Mr Min took out the printed manuscript. He had many Post-Its on different pages and described them." I like the story so far, but still have a few spots to complain about." I looked at Mr Min shyly." Mr Park, you're writing a romance novel. The two finally confess their love to each other after long ups and downs and then the book is just over?" I shrugged my shoulders." Well, why not?" Yoongi gave me back my manuscript." Mr Park, you write in your manuscript about a physical attraction, a sexual tension," he said quietly and leaned forward. I swallowed." Did they give in to the desire?" whispered Mr Min.

Yoongi: 

"I don't know," Mr Park gasped. I stood behind him, leaning over to his ear." Close your eyes and empathise with the person, someone has shown you his love and you love him too. You kiss him and an electric voltage connects you both." Mr Park shuddered, I smiled." You grab his hair and intensify the kiss, his hands slide down your back to your crunchy butt and squeeze it slightly." Mr Park moaned softly and bit his lips. I cleared my throat loudly, Mr Park opened his eyes and twitched." So, you should change the manuscript a little."