; seven
"meet mitsu. my um photographer for the japanese tour."
i anxiously watched as namjoon introduced me to the pretty blonde in front of me. she was petite and had the most doll like features making her seem like the typical sweet girl next door. damNn no denying she was cute.
although her visuals even had me drooling, nothing could distract me from the fact that i had clearly just gotten replaced. i hadn't seen namjoon for a while since bangtan had just announced their japanese tour and i understood he was busy with practicing but i never thought he'd take time off his schedule to introduce me to my replacement. a bit wack if i say so.
mitsu briefly smiled at me. maybe it was the sudden shock from the news i'd just heard but her smile seemed awfully fake to me. even though i was hesitant, i decided to be nice and let this one slide.
"thank god you're not mad." namjoon awkwardly laughed as i avoided eye contact.
namjoon could clearly not read signals since anyone with the right mind could tell i was mad. i had every right to be. i hadn't been told about this beforehand and the idea it self was pretty triggering. it was my job to take pictures of him and i felt as if i was the only one who could capture namjoon's true persona through pictures.
"since mitsu is going to be my personal photographer for the japanese tour, i thought we could do what we always do but with mitsu so she can experience how we work."
and with that small statement, we began to make our way around the streets of seoul.
being a third wheeler really sucked. mitsu and namjoon walked ahead of me whilst i struggled carrying all the camera equipment at the back. occasionally, namjoon would look back to take a glance at me but i pretended not to notice and avoided his eyes.
"opparrr !!!! how about a cute concept?" mitsu giggled, her arms linked with his. mitsu is japanese so her korean wasn't great but the hoe still managed to flirt no matter the language.
her sudden suggestion made me laugh. namjoon despised being forced to act cute but he was trying way too hard to be polite so he agreed with her idea which weirdly made me even more mad. WHY WAS HE STICKING HIS HEAD UP HER ASS?! i was looking forward seeing him shouting at her and rejecting the idea with a big fat no which is the response i would have gotten if i mentioned anything anywhere near that concept but instead he was ready to simp for her like never before and agree with everything she mentioned.
within an hour, we'd gone around and taken several pictures. i recommended mitsu several camera lenses she might want to use for the different angles but it seemed as if she was just using this as an opportunity to get close to namjoon. i mean the girl couldn't even adjust the tripod.
she eventually treated us to coffee for break and as a way of saying 'thank you' to me but the coffee tasted like ass and she didn't even try to learn anything from me. it also bothered me how namjoon seemed so different around mitsu. i mean it's normal to be polite around new people but even during the early days of me being namjoon's photographer, i was just bullied by him so this was incredibly unfair.
plus, there was no explanation as to why i wasn't able to fill in as the personal photographer for the japanese tour. it was all these tiny things that i felt should be pushed to the back of my mind but it was also something that i just couldn't help but to worry about.
"hopefully i'll do well in japan so i can maybe become your permanent photographer one day." mitsu giggled.
i stopped drinking my coffee and looked up at her. ohhh yes the bitch face was on. i honestly think her brain is half egg or something since she sure was dumb as shit. namjoon's reaction wasn't helping either. instead of defending his ever so talented photographer aka ME, he just widened his eyes and whispered 'yikes'.
i scoffed and placed my coffee down. "oh give me a break. learn how to turn the camera on first mitti."
i stood up and was almost about to leave the coffee store with one of the most bad ass exits you've ever seen.
"areum wait." namjoon's hand was secured around my wrist, preventing me from moving. i turned to face him and immediately jerked my hand back.
"don't speak to me."
i could hear namjoon apologising to mitsu from the back before hearing his footsteps follow mine. why was he even apologising to her? perhaps he was interested in her. i continued to walk with namjoon following on behind, neither of us said anything.
"stop following me."
"areum i'm sorry for not telling you sooner."
"so you knew about this before and you thought it was right to tell me now?"
"my company is already flying over a lot of staff to japan and since mitsu is already transferring to japan with her own ticket we thought we could hire her without affecting the budget. if it bothers you this much, i could just pay for your ticket."
hold the front door. something was not adding up. when i visited big hit for my last pay, they clearly stated that i was working on namjoon's personal contract that had no relations with the company but now they're suddenly being considerate towards who namjoon employs?
even if the explanation was a mess, i should have at least tried to understand why things were happening in the first place. how would i know what takes place in a company as big as namjoon's?
"i'm genuinely sorry for being so rude and no you don't have to fly me out. i guess i was just afraid that you were replacing me so easily."
"so you're JEALOUS?" he raised both of his eyebrows in shock before laughing.
"the job namjoon. nothing else."
"i've never heard you be honest about stuff like this. the areum i know would have never admitted she was afraid of being replaced but areum, you have nothing to be worried about. i hope you know that i mean it when i say that the way you capture moments of me and just you in general could never be replaced. "
he smiled gently showing off his cute ass dimples before poking my cheek. "who do you think you are touching my-"
"get home safely areum." he smirked before running back.
