Perfect Fit [hiatus]

Fitting

All Jungkook's weekend consisted of was work, as usual. He was designing non stop, putting everything together for the meeting on Monday. Jungkook usually didn't work this hard on weekends, but after his heated conversation with Taehyung at the announcement party he needed a distraction. Not only did their first encounter end in a fight, it also left Jungkook with new and confusing feelings. He was questioning himself in too many ways and didn't know what to do about it. He found himself being drawn to Taehyung in a way he'd never felt before but had too much coming up to deal with it now, so he drowned himself in work. It had always been his coping mechanism.But no matter how busy he kept himself, guilt still crept up on him from their argument. He really didn't mean to snap at him like that, and Taehyung didn't deserve it. He was still very young and Jungkook had no right to dictate his actions. It's not like he owned him or anything.

Come Monday morning, Taehyung got up early and started getting ready, wanting to look his best for his first official day. Scratch that: wanting to look good enough to distract his boss and get under his skin. Jungkook's words didn't really bother him much. Not at all actually. What left him stunned and confused was the reason Jungkook seemed bothered by all of this.
Because you're worth more than that.
Why did he have to get all poetic on him like that? Taehyung had plenty of self respect, and it wasn't Jungkooks place to determine how he validated that. Asshole. The thought was pushed to the back of his mind as he got dressed and headed out the door. 

(Taes outfit)

Jungkook was sitting in the board room, waiting to start the meeting. He handed out folders to everyone holding the information on what Jungkook envisioned for the line. There were logo designs, accessory ideas, photo shoot scenery plans, and everything else they needed to get started on launching everything. He looked down at his watch, 9:02. Taehyung was late. Jungkook was about to start the meeting without him before he walked in with two trays of coffee in his hand.
"Good morning everyone! Sorry to keep you waiting but I thought I would make a quick stop to get you guys some coffee! I hope you don't mind." His boxy grin charming the rest of the staff as they thanked and praised him. Jungkook was looking at him unimpressed, causing the model to mock him as he handed him the cup.
"Don't worry, Mr. Pouty pants gets his too." Jungkook rolled his eyes and took the cup before starting the meeting.
"Alright everyone, welcome to the first meeting for my upcoming line. If you don't mind I'd like to just dive right in to the important stuff as we have a lot to cover before the fashion showcase in a few months."

Taehyung couldn't help but get a little turned on at the sight of Jungkook taking charge. He'd always been attractive, but the way he was leading the meeting, such a stern yet passionate look on his face. It made Taehyung want to remove his clothes rather than model them. Jungkook noticed Taehyung undressing him with his eyes, bottom lip caught between his teeth, and his fingers twirling his soft peach hair.

"Sir?"
"What?"
"You stopped talking mid sentence... you were about to say something about the models?"
"Oh. Right. Thank you Lisa. I was just saying that the pieces for this collection are to be the main focus, the center of attention, so nothing else can be too loud. Taehyung, if you don't mind I'd prefer it if your hair was a more neutral colour."
"Whatever you want, Sir." He smirked up at Jungkook who just looked away.
"Great, thank you. I'd like to hear some ideas from marketing now."
The rest of the meeting went smoothly, besides Jungkook having to force himself not to look at the model next to him. He knew that as soon as their eyes met Taehyung would do something to provoke him. After the meeting wrapped up, Jungkook thanked everyone as they were leaving before stopping Taehyung at the door.

"Taehyung, can you stay back for a bit? I want to talk to you."
"Sure, what's up?" 

"You really have to stop doing that."

"Doing what?"

"Just...staring at me like that. it's distracting." 

"Fine. Is that all?" 

Taehyung crossed his arms and cocked his head to the side, waiting for some high and mighty response from his stuck up boss. 

"Um, about the party on Friday, I um. I was out of line and trying to tell you how to live your life and I'm sorry. Although you could afford to reign things in a bit in the media, I could also loosen up about it." 

Taehyung smiled, looking down at his feet. Jungkook surprised him yet again. He was kind of getting tired of how much he was beginning to impress him. 

"It's fine. I get where you were coming from. You were an asshole, but I understand." 

"Thank you. I'm really excited for this line and I just want things to run as smoothly as possible so, truce?" He held out his hand. Taehyung gently placed his soft fingers on Jungkooks palm before sliding them up and enclosing his hand around his.
"Truce." The older male held their gaze for a beat too long, before releasing Taehyung's hand.
"Well, we should get down to alterations now. Your fitting starts in 5."
"Of course."
They made their way to the fitting room where jimin and a few other models were already getting their measurements taken.
"Alright yoongi, jimin, and Jin you're all set. Taehyung please step up here." The seamstress guided Taehyung onto the platform before pulling out her tape measure. Jungkook was about to leave before he heard her say,
"I'm sorry sir your top is too loose, do you mind taking it off while I measure you?"
"Not at all."
Jungkook was frozen in place, not knowing whether he should turn back around or not. Curiosity got the best of him and he turned to see Taehyung in a tank top. His smooth skin moulded around the faint outline of his biceps. His broad shoulders connected by perfectly sculpted collar bones, and his soft but flat tummy hugged by the thin grey fabric. He held his arms up as the seamstress wrapped the tape measure around his chest, taking down his measurements on a note pad. Jungkook was simply observing until she got down to Taehyung's waist, the tape measure wrapping around his ass and squeezing it, accentuating how plump it was. By that point, Jungkook was straight up gawking at him. When they were done, Taehyung slipped his shirt back on and walked over to Jungkook who was desperately trying to avoid eye contact with the younger. 

"Like the show hypocrite?"

"Excuse me?"

"For someone who frowns upon undressing stares, your wandering eyes had me feeling pretty naked up there."

"I was observing. I have the right to overlook every process in my line do I not?" 

"Of course. But if that's so then why was I the only model being 'observed'?"

"You're the face."

"Well it definitely was not my face you were looking at." 

Jungkook blushed at the comment, knowing he wouldn't be able to deny his actions. Taehyung just hit his shoulder and began laughing. 

"Oh my god calm down, I'm just fucking with you. I know you're straight don't worry." 

Jungkook let out a breath he didn't know he was holding as Taehyung pushed passed him and opened the door. 

"So, what's next on the agenda?"

"Well, I have to go back up to my office and think up some boring details for the line and sometime after that we'll need to meet up again and discuss the visuals." 

"Well why don't I just come up and help you with the boring details and get everything done at the same time? I'll go grab us some lunch i'll meet you back at your office." 

Before Jungkook could agree to anything Taehyung had already skipped off with a big, mischievous grin on his face.