BTS One Shots ✔️

Jeon Jungkook (Part 1/2)

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ THIS CHAPTER IS NOT EDITED YET. (Not that any of my one shots ever are properly edited. But whatever, I just always wanted to do this.)

전정국

You posed alongside the new male model whose name you didn't know and didn't bother to find out. You just hoped the company hired him right.

But of course, luck wasn't on your side that day.

The model, who seemed to be younger than you, kept acting awkward around you when posing for some slightly intimate shots. Noticing this, the director dismissed that idea. Then when you both had to pose with some props, he almost dropped the perfume bottle and knocked over the ceramic vase.

But this was the last straw.

The male stepped on the hem of the long dress that you were wearing, causing you to trip and fall on your face in front of all the staff. The six inch heel from your left foot went flying into the air. The staff all gasped. When you tried to get up, you could see the staff trying not to laugh. The model, terrified, offered you his hand. You took it, only to fall back down when he suddenly let go of your hand and screamed at what he thought was a worm. Now the staff burst out laughing.

You fumed in anger. You picked yourself up and grabbed the model's collar. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING! WHY ARE YOU HERE? You can't even do your job right... YOU'RE FIRED!"

He whimpered and then burst into tears as he ran out the door. You celebrated in your head but you were still angry on the outside. The room was in silence. They all stared at you in shock and fear.

You looked at all of them. "Take five," You spat out and stomped towards the common dressing room.

You let out a deep breath and swept your bangs off your face as you sat down on the couch. You put your arm over your eyes and leaned back on the couch. You tried to count to ten and calm yourself from your outburst.

Just then, you heard the door open. You looked up to see who it was. When you didn't recognize the person, you frowned.

He immediately bowed and apologized as he came in. "I left my bag here... is it ok if I just take it?" He looked nervous.

You just sighed and covered you eyes again with your arm. He hesitated, but quickly moved to grab his things.

Just as he was about to leave, you spoke. "Do you ever feel like the whole world hates you?" You didn't look up as you said that.

He stopped in his tracks and slowly looked at you. "...no?"

You removed your arm and sat upright. "Lucky you. Can I tell you something?"

The guy looked hesitantly at the door, clearly feeling uncomfortable and wanting to go out.

You didn't wait for his reply. "My life has literally been such a mess these past few days and this... this amateur just got on my nerves so bad because he wasn't even doing his job right. I had to yell at him and I'm not even sorry. Everyone over there probably thinks I'm such a diva - which I am - but I don't care. I'm just trying to do my job right. And to make things worse, my manager overheard the director talking to someone about firing me. I mean, everyone knows that I'm the best model in this company and I've been It's main source of income. I'm not trying to brag but it's the truth. And apparently the director said that they've gotten enough out of me and can't put up with me anymore so they are planning on firing me soon. God I hate my life."