It's all fake love

Click Click (Part 1)

Jungkook sighed. His recent job had been incredibly taxing, since the director was insistent on having the photoshoot at night. Apparently, this was because he wanted 'the perfect mood'. Jungkook would've normally agreed with this, and gone along with the director's wishes obediently, if it wasn't for the fact that the directors idea of 'at night' forced Jungkook to discard his sleep schedule completely.

With a yawn, something he had noticed had been happening frequently, Jungkook walked out of his door. Today, he finally had the day off. The stupid director that had hired him was satisfied and Jungkook had been paid plenty. The boy had figured he deserved some time to enjoy himself- at least for a little bit.

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Jimin groaned. He just couldn't get the last position right. It was frustrating, and it didn't help that his coach kept reminding him of this. Jimin stood up, restarting the music and getting into position. He let himself move gracefully, perfectly in time with the music. Up until that last line, anyway.

Jimin bit his lip, a habit he had acquired for when he was annoyed, sitting down on the floor. Closing his eyes, the boy sat in silence for a moment. When he opened them, he stood up, walking straight towards the exit. He ignored the complaints his coach gave, instead grabbing an umbrella and walking out the door.

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Jungkook knelt, hands gripping his camera steadily as he angled the lens until he was satisfied. Making sure the view was perfect, he nodded to himself, clicking the camera. He bit his lip in anticipation, waiting for his picture to load. He grinned to himself as he saw it. It was perfect.

The brown-haired boy stood up and continued walking down the street, eyes darting around in search of something he could photograph. Rain poured down ferociously, but he didn't care much. He hummed to himself softly as he walked, a content smile on his face. It had been far too long since he got to relax.

He stopped suddenly. Turning his head fully, the boy squinted a little. That looked...perfect. Jungkook walked towards the umbrella slowly, almost as if he was in a trance- he was barely paying attention to his surroundings.

He had reached the umbrella and nodded to himself once again, mentally congratulating his keen eyesight. Just as the boy was about to take a picture, the umbrella was whisked out of the way. Jungkook looked up, a frown on his face and his brows furrowed. Do umbrellas normally move on their own?

"What are you doing?" A voice questioned him.

Jungkook blinked, tilting his head, confused.

"What are you doing?" The voice said again. This time, Jungkook looked up, and his eyes met with the owner of the voice, presumably. The man looked around the same age as Jungkook, but his hair was dyed blonde and he was a little shorter.

"What do you mean?" Jungkook asked.

"Well, you're crouched down, soaking wet in the rain, and taking photos of my umbrella. I wouldn't say that's a normal thing to see someone doing," The man answered, raising an eyebrow at him.

Jungkook snickered a little, standing up. He tucked the lens cap onto his camera, storing it away safely before turning to the blonde man. "I'm doing my job. What are you doing, running around dropping umbrellas? That's not exactly normal either, is it?" Jungkook smirked a little, his eyes meeting with the blonde man's once again.

"I accidentally dropped it, that's all." The man defended.

"And I'm a photographer, that's all." Jungkook answered back.

"Well, 'Mr. Photographer' would you like to come get a drink with me, I'd hate for you to continue running around bothering other people all day," He spoke, this time offering a smile to Jungkook. A slightly teasing smile, but a smile nonetheless.

"Alright then...I suppose I should make sure all of my 'bothering' is devoted to one person," Jungkook returned a similar smile. "Oh, and my name's Jungkook, 'Mr. Umbrella Man',"

"Jimin." The blond spoke, raising the umbrella over Jungkook's head. The brunette sent Jimin a look of surprise and confusion. Jimin laughed, "Wouldn't want you to have to stop bothering me because you caught a cold now, would we?"

"Absolutely not. I've vowed to bother you forever,"