Taehyung was reading his script mean while I arranged his next attire for the shoot.
"Love, I want you to come at my place so we can practise this out." He said as he shuffle some pages.
"Don't play with me. That will never happen." I coldly said.
I grabbed his red shirt and black blazer to hand him.
"Go, change."
"Make me."
He smirked.
"Shut up!"
I was getting annoyed with every second he makes me go insane.
"Shirt up? "
He chuckles.
I sighed.
"Don't make this hard for me--"
I was warning him when he just opened his mouth talking about it.
"Do you like sales?
Because if you're looking for good one, clothing is 100% off at my place."
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Romance❝Let me taste your lips and I swear you can mine.❞ Taehyung smirked knowing the fact Love will blow him away. What happens when an actor keeps on annoying his sweet stylist? In the end, there is only love... A story of a stylist to sweethearts
