Min Yoongi came into the photoshoot setting like an icy storm, freezing everyone at a 10 meter radius. It's hard being the CEO of one of the most successful magazines in the fashion industry. He always makes sure to stay a fair distance away from everyone, including his employees. Which is precisely the reason why every human being in the company is scared shitless of him.
Every human being except for Kim Taehyung, that is.
"Little shit," Min Yoongi, aka The Iceberg That Sank Titanic, spat. All the staff stopped what they were doing and held their breaths as the CEO walked past, eyes locked on the model with pity.
Taehyung however, was completely unfazed.
"Dear boss, what bought you here?" The model said, with a smirk that annoyed the hell out of Yoongi. This boy, Taehyung, was probably the only person in the universe who knew which buttons to press when it comes to Yoongi.
"Someone took a photo of you walking on the streets wearing Burberry pajamas. You are the Face of Gucci, can you at least behave?" The older man said, disappointment was an understatement. He was livid.
"Oh, cousin. Gucci is great, but everyone needs a little Burberry sometime." Taehyung opened his arms to embrace Yoongi, only to be slapped away.
"It is clearly stated in your contract that you wear nothing but Gucci in public. Especially not another designer brand. Gucci have mentioned that they will fire you if you do not stick to the contract. The older shot the model a glare that sent shivers down everyone else's spine, although Taehyung still had that playful expression.
"And how many times have I told you to not call me cousin in the company?" Yoongi added.
"I'm so sorry, cousin. I will be careful next time." The younger smirked again.
Taehyung watched as Yoongi sighed and closed his eyes for a brief moment.
"Be a smartass in front of me again and I'll make you do your next show in a garbage dump." The older threatened, voice dangerously low.
"How artistic," Taehyung chirped.
By this point Yoongi has completely given up. He turned around and started to walk out of the photoshoot.
"Just stop getting into trouble. I'm always the one cleaning up after you." He said, then suddenly remembered something and turned around, "one more thing, did you hit on someone again? Using your business number? Which, by the way, is also my business number because I am, unfortunately, also your manager?"
Taehyung shrugged, "I wasn't exactly hitting on them, like, what if they're some famous fashion person undercover and I just gave them my business card? I was promoting myself."
"You and your little bullshits," Yoongi hissed, then pulled out a piece of paper from his pockets. "Here's their number, if you're interested."
Taehyung bit his bottom lip. He thought of the boy that was staring at his underwear a few days ago and smirked.
"Sure, I am very interested indeed."
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Gucci Boi || taekook
Fanfiction"If you were a designer brand you'd be gucci" "Why's that" "Cause you're a snake" • • • Kim Taehyung, an expensive man who likes cheap thrills, is a snake. Jeon Jungkook don't like snakes.
