Tick-tick, tick-tick! The sound of the antique clock in the hallway was the cutting through the ominous silence. The hour hand was approaching three in the morning and the tension in the air was as grave as a war field.
"Ji Euna...." My glare interrupted jimin for the thirty sixth time. Oh Jinnie was gaping like a fish for the entire time trying to explain. I was willing to listen to her only if the moving lips uttered some meaningful sentences. An additional bother to this entire situation was Taehyung was eyeing me in case I get unstable again.
"erhmmm" He cleared his throat. "Anybody want snacks? Staying awake has triggered my bile."
" I am never going to enter that kitchen again, I swear." Jimin uttered in undertone.
"Ji euna, We..." Oh Jin began her explanation which was suddenly interrupted as I heard the very first syllable.
"We?? It has already passed the 'Him and Me' phase... it has become 'We', yet I am clueless." I felt betrayed , not because they did not tell me but because I was stupid enough to overlook the budding feelings between them. I felt ashamed because I could not even understand my best friend's feelings without her telling me, while she foretells every action of mine.
" Now you probably know why I called you 'dimwit', don't you?" Taehyung mocked.
" Ahhh.... I need alcohol down my system to absorb the situation." I was pulled back on my seat by Tae as I tried approaching the refrigerator .
"I cannot risk you with getting drunk once again."
" Ji euna, We are not dating yet. We were both confused about our feelings. I will be going on a work trip tomorrow and I was going to tell you about this, just when I encountered Jimin and told him about this and the conversation took a wrong turn and you know you came in and found us. This is all, trust me" Oh Jin finally revealed her part.
" I trust you more than I trust my own image in the mirror, jinniya. You are well aware of that. It was just all so sudden......... more than me walking in, I feel embarrassed because I always knew about this possibility and I should have been happy rather than acting this immature. I feel disappointed in me to be called your best friend."
Oh Jin was getting emotional with happy tears threatening to fall anytime. She took me in a bone crushing hug while the boys looked flabbergasted.
"Woah! All these three hour silence for a three minute emotional drama." Jimin sighed.
I gave him a death glare with a bold threat," I am not done with you yet. You need to pass the interview to be eligible to become my Oh Jinnie's man." I smirked.
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The next morning I woke up and got ready for work. I decided to pin my hair up in a high pony tail as Oh Jin always tells me that I look prettier with my hair tied up neatly. Getting ready, I walked out of my room without forgetting about the important documents and my handbag. Entering the kitchen, I approached the breakfast bar where SeokJin oppa was busy passing compliments to Ajjuma oh her perfect honey-nutella pancakes.
"You look happier than usual" Seokjin looked carefully at my face.
"Oh ,nothing special! So, when will you be leaving for the trip? Oh Jinnie told me last night."
" We will be leaving in a couple of hours and will be back within two days. Don't worry Ji euna, I will make sure your best friend stays well." He passed a smile of assurance.
We left for the work station after our breakfast. Reaching the work studio I met a frustrated Tae shouting over hi cellphone. " Mr. Bill, I have an entire pending project for the upcoming season's launch. How could you possibly push forward the Seoul Fashion week date? We are already on a shortage of designers and hands of help."
I was unable to listen the other half of the conversation but the expressions on Tae's face made it obvious that whatever he was telling was not quite favourable in the situation.
Hanging up the call Tae kicked on one of the legs of the table and banged his hands on the desk.
"You can share in case you feel like sharing. I am a good listener at times, just as you know" I would never tell him that I was curious.
He calmed down a little and faced me. "Forget about other things, The basic problem right now is that there is no mannequin to help me with the measurements, right this moment."
"What are you designing for? Seoul Fashion week? When is that?"
He chuckled, " There you said about being a patient listener. Shooting your questions like gunshots"
" You can directly take measurement of the show stopper and work." I suggested.
" We need fabric, We need measurements of the model who is out of the country right now, and will only be returning two days before the finale. The most important one is there is only six people available right now for working on this project. Everyone else is busy with the New York street fashion week. Now tell me, How are we going to manage all of this in such a short period of time? We just have two weeks left."
" I can help you with the fabrics, I can personally visit the market and fetch all the necessary goods." I proposed a solution.
Taehyung stared at me and sighed." Cool, now what about the most important one? The measurement of the model."
"That, I don't think I can be of any help. Well you can ask her over the phone or something?" I suggested.
" This is why I call you dimwit, We will get time for fitting, But I need some reference measurement to design the outfit"
" Now that you said, its making sense. You need someone with similar body proportions as the model. Maybe that can help."
"Actually, You can help. Your propotions are quite similar to her." Tae checked me out with a smirk adorning his face.
"What?! Do I look like a mannequin?" I opposed because I knew his hidden motive of messing up with me.
"Were you not willing to volunteer a few seconds back? And moreover, who is the sunbae ( senior) here?" He leaned in closer.
I sighed in deep and decided to comply with his words because the work was more important right now. Much more important than our personal clashes.
I fetched the measuring tape from the drawer and passed on towards Taehyung's direction.
His eyes glued over my face without even leaving them for a blink. He uncoiled the measuring tape and stood at a distance of few inches away from mine.
" What now? Dare you take advantage Mr. Kim Taehyung. Take proper measurements." I sounded firm.
" You need to take mine as well, I am the male model. I am reminding you in case you have forgotten" He passed on a coy smile.
" I am born with an elephant's brain, I have special ability to remember." I gave a sour smile.
" Okay. Then let's start with measurements." He walked in closer. His proximity already affecting my breathing pattern. As I looked into his eyes ,He uttered with his eyes matching my gaze. " STRIP"
My eyes widened at his words. Oh God! How can I forget that I need to give my measurements only with my undergarments on. As soon as the realisation dawned upon me I regretted being poor in sports. Because all I needed in that moment was to run as fast as I could.
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Back with some Ji eun and Taehyung action. What do you think Ji Eun will do to escape this situation ? I will be posting the next part tomorrow. A compensation for being late.😅😅😅
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