" Noona, why don't you let me make you feel way better than what those men made you feel ? " He cocked his eyebrows with his response, giving me a small smirk.
" We'll see Jungkook-ah " I said somewhat flustered.
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" JEON JUNGKOOK !! KIM TAEHYUNG !! STOP RUNNING OR I SWEAR ON EVERYTHING IF YOU BOYS TRIP AND FALL AND PUT ANOTHER TEAR IN YOUR JEANS I WILL RIP YOUR HEADS OFF ! " I screamed at the two youngest.
" Yoo Mi-noona we're bored ! Please let us be free ! " Taehyung whined out.
" Please noona ! LET US BE FREE !! " Jungkook pleaded to me.
I looked at the two boys running in circles around the couches. " Yah. Come hear. "
The two instantly stopped running and came straight to me, standing at attention like soldiers.
" I swear on my career, if you boys put any holes in these outfits and I have to fix it, consider yourself dead. " I scolded them.
" YES YOO MI-NOONA ! " They yelled out in unison, running off.
" Aigoo these boys will be the death of me. " I said to no one in particularly while cleaning up all the extra fabric I used ten minutes before to fix a hole in Namjoon's coat.
After helping the others prepare the other 5 boys, I realized it was too quite. I looked around the main halls to see if Jungkook and Taehyung were still running around, but to my surprise, they weren't in the hallways. I could feel myself becoming tense, knowing I was going to yell at one of the two boys.
After walking around the building, I ended back in the greenroom and to my surprise, Jungkook was the only one in there.
" Noona. Please don't be mad.." He said with fear evident in his voice.
This wasn't the first time Jungkook has caused me unnecessary work and it certainly won't be the last. I looked around the young boy trying to find the hole he had made. For some reason today, I didn't feel like fighting with the maknae.
"Jungkook-ah, why is it you never listen to this noona, hmm ? " I said pinpointing the hole just above his chest area.
His eyes were locked onto the floor, " I'm sorry Yoo Mi-noona. "
" Yeah yeah yeah, I know Kookie. " I said making my way to the table of fabrics and getting a needle.
" Noona, I really am sorry. I told hyung we shouldn't run any more and listen to you but he dragged me into the hallway and his ring got stuck on the shirt. "
" It's okay Jungkook-ah. This my job and most of the time I'm just playing with you guys. "
I moved myself closer to his chest, inspecting the dime like hole.
" Ah I think I would have been less angry if the hole was bigger. " I muttered to myself.
" I'm sorry Noona. "
I patted his chest and started to work on the hole.
" Noona, can I ask you a question ? "
I looked up at him and nodded my head, continuing to eye the amount of time it would take make the hole less noticeable.
" How old are you noona ? " Just as I was about to run the needle through Jungkook's shirt, I stopped.
" Yah ! Don't you have any manners ? You never ask a women her age. " I said, slightly smacking his arm.
" I'm sorry noona but I've always been curious. You talk informally to Jin-hyung, but when you talk to the other stylist noonas, you talk formally to them. So you're older the Jin-hyung because you don't call him oppa, but younger than all the other noonas, because they call you their dongsaeng. "
" This punk..." I muttered to myself. " Yah,why do you pay attention to such details ? "
" Because I like you noona. "
" I like you too Jungkook. " I said ruffling his hair.
He took a hold of my wrist, lowering my hand til it was on his chest.
" No noona, I don't like you as a friend. I like you as a women. "
His words stuck in my head for second before snapping back.
" Noona, I've liked you for such a long time now, but I had to work myself to become better so I can take care of you in every way possible. "
" Jungkook-ah..I-I'm 7 almost 8 years older than you. Th-there is no way you'll be able to take care of me the way other men have taken care of me. " I said almost threatening him.
His eyes bore into mine trying to think of a good comeback.
" Noona, why don't you let me make you feel way better than what those men made you feel ? " He cocked his eyebrows with his response, giving me a small smirk.
I almost choked on air when he said that causing him to let out a small chuckle.
" We'll see Jungkook-ah " I said somewhat flustered and continued to sew up his shirt.
I've been working as a stylist for BTS for 3 years now, so nothing really makes me nervous anymore. Except for this moment right now. Jungkook's confession made me feel so aroused and so nervous to be here standing with the maknae. It felt like time had stopped and I could no longer breathe.
" So noona ? When will you let me take care of you the way a man should takes care of you ?"
FIRST CHAPTER COMPLETED !! HOPE IT WAS OKAY, I KINDA RUSHED IT :-)
