BTS Oneshots [Discontinued]

First Kiss

Jung Hoseok

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(y/n) - your name

(y/f/n) - your full name

"Wah!" I jolt up in surprise as my stupid alarm clock starts making my ears bleed. I groan out loud and flop back in bed, covering my ears with the pillow. I try to go back to sleep, turning around to try and drown out the alarm but it's like the ringing was getting more and more louder every second. "I get it! Just shut up!" I pick up the alarm clock in anger and throw it across the room, the soothing sounds of the alarm clock shattering to pieces. I sit there smiling until I shout out in frustration. That's my 10th clock now! Thank god I'm not using my phone for an alarm. I won't be able to live without my phone! Rubbing my eyes to get rid of the sleep, I grab my phone checking the time. Shit! I woke up too late! I'm an hour late for work! So much for having a stupid alarm clock! "I'm going to get fired!" I rush out of bed and head to the bathroom, trying to get ready as fast as I could. I hop around the bedroom, brushing my teeth and trying to put on my ripped jeans. I start packing my bag, putting on a random shirt, not bothered to brush my hair. I rush out of my room, grabbing an apple in my mouth and grabbing my keys and phone. The next thing I know, I'm already running out the front door, my camera set bag weighing down on me like a ton of bricks. Not bothered waiting for the bus, I run all the way to work since it's like at least 10 minutes away.

"I'M HERE! DON'T FIRE ME!" I shout out, throwing open the building doors of the music production like a maniac. My voice was muffled however as I still had the uneaten apple in my mouth. I'm panting hard like I ran a thousand-kilometer marathon, my camera set on the floor as I bend over grabbing my knees. I straighten myself up, groaning a little as I take the apple out of my mouth and holding it in my hand. I need to stop having anime marathons so late into the night. Everyone in the room turns around to see me and I turn red. The whole room was set up for the photo shoot and was filled with loads of people, most probably here for the dress fittings and lighting. They all stare at me weirdly like I'm not human or something. The blush starts to fade away as I try to look for my boss in the stage setup. I look around and see my boss talking to a group of men, 7 of them I think. Omo! My blush comes back when I stare at each of their porcelain, perfect, handsome faces. I just fucking embarrassed myself in front of a bunch of hot guys!? My face reddens, even more, when they just stare at my unorganized figure. I probably look like someone who just woke up, which I did. One of them was smiling at me largely, almost hopping up and down like a child. He legit looked like he was shining like the sun. I catch my breath, the redness disappearing. "Um hi?" I wave at everyone nervously and the workers in the room just go back to what they were doing, whereas my boss was walking up to me with an expressionless face. Oh shit. I'm fired, that's it. Imma start living on the streets after this.

"Why would I fire you?" I knew it. Wait, what!?

"What!?" my boss just laughs and places a hand on my shoulder.

"There's no way I'm firing my top photographer. Plus, you're actually an hour early." He says grinning at me.

"What!?" I take my phone out and check that I manually changed the time to an hour early. Switching the time right, my boss was right. I groan out facepalming myself. I must have changed the time last night knowing I would be late. Picking up the camera set, I suddenly come face to face with the 7 godly like handsome men. Don't faint (y/n)! Don't faint! I gulp as they all smile at me.