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1. the beginning

Jeongguk view

"hey park?" The tall suited man leaning against the glass desk called for his secretary (at times, also his bestfriend but he would never admit that out loud), his arms crossed as he stared at the blank wall in front of him, frowning as multiple thoughts crossed his mind. "don't you think my face would look great up here?" he asked, his lips tugging into a small smirk as he thought of his proposed idea.

The said man 'park' snickered, walking over to the tall male as he looked up at the same place, a wide smile visible on his face. He turned to look at the other with a sigh, to which the latter disregarded.

"yeah" park snorted as he covered his mouth with his tiny hands. "that is if you wanna scare your employees away dude" he laughed as he bent over, his small hand resting at his stomach as to try and calm himself down. "imagine them coming to work every morning just to see your damn face up there!" The male continued (almost) cackling, now standing up straight as he wiped tears from the corner of his eyes, a large sigh escaping his mouth.

"seeing my face every morning is a blessing  actually, i dont know what you're finding so funny jimin" The suited male spoke as he trailed his eyes off the wall, now casting his gaze on jimin who raised a brow at the males response.

Typical jeongguk, jimin thought.

"okay, well, whatever you say man, i mean you're the boss" jimin spoke half assed as he walked away from the smirking male, huffing as he muttered complaints about having to work for the rest of the day.

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"hey Min, i need a favour" jeongguk appeared in front of 'Min', leaning his chin on the palm of his hand as his free fingers tapped continuously on the table.

Min, also known as min yoongi was the designer of the company, he would draw and design the characters and settings of jeongguks games, mostly on computers but sometimes on bits of paper he would treasure, as he thought none of his work should go to waste.

"what is it jeon" yoongi replied, not looking up as he was focused on the piece of drawing he was working on.

"Do you happen to know any portrait artists, nearby? Good ones of course" he replied with a bored face, although the male was eager inside to know the upcoming answer.

"no" yoongi paused his sentence, the male getting up to sharpen his pencil much to jeongguks disapproval, "but i can find out" yoongi spoke on as he seated himself down, resuming his drawing, his small tongue poking out as he was deeply concentrated.

"don't you wanna know why  i need you to find me an artist?" jeongguk carried on speaking, a smirk on his face as he awaited for the mint haired male to say the words "yes please tell me jeon i really want to know i'd be so happy if you tell me" and blah blah, but the answer he got shocked him slightly (slightly not because this is Min yoongi he's talking to)

"no because i dont care.  Anything you do is always about you, which is why-" yoongi reached for the  rubber as he stopped talking, erasing a small detail and then continued to talk, earning a glare from jeongguk the whole time. "i dont care" he finished speaking whilst holding up the sheet of paper, examining his work with a small smile on his face, then placing the paper away into a folder.

"well suit yourself" jeongguk muttered, walking off with his hands stuffed in his pockets, slightly mad his 'friend' (yes Min yoongi was a friend of jeongguk too) wasnt bothered about his idea.

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Taehyung view

The streets were almost packed- only a few bodies occupied the pavements today, but who could complain? It was almost winter, days started getting colder fast, which meant bad for the boy sitting quietly on his stool, his hand busy working on the canvas in front of him.

A girls face was Made out of the pencil sketch, the messy drawn lines of her hair were yet to be fixed however it was a satisfying piece of work to look at.  a paint palette sat next to the boy, different colours splodged together, a paint brush sitting delicately on top.

A few passer-bys walked passed, totally dismissing the silently sketching boy, causing him to slump down a little on his stool, but getting up immedietly to carry on as he didnt want to give up.  Not yet. 

It was like this everyday, maybe two or three people would stop to look at his work, however they never purchased any of his peices.

Why would they come if they arent going to buy anything, the male thought.

He carried on sketching away, his brows cutely drawn together, his teeth biting down onto his bottom lip as he drew at all the right angles.
However a shadow booming over his canvas Made the boy halt his actions, slightly annoyed he couldnt see due to the dark figure blocking his work.

"may i help you sir? You're blocking my work and i cant see" The boy said quietly as he looked up to the mint haired male standing before him. His brows furrowed as he took in his rich- like appearance. It was clear he was loaded.

What is a guy like him doing here?

"this drawing is impressive. Is it of Anyone in particular?" The mint haired spoke deeply as he looked over at the drawing, a small smile on his lips. He looked down at the boy, taking in his appearance causing him to squirm in his seat.

"t-thank you sir, and no it's not of anyone really, it's from my imagination i g-guess" The young boy spoke, his fingers playing together out of nervousness, wondering if the male in front was going to actually buy something and not Just talk to him.

"call me yoongi" The older said in a friendly tone, stuffing his hands into his coat pockets as he looked around the street and at the multiple artists scattered across the area, all trying to eagerly sell their work.

"i was on my way to... a gallery, i guess you could say and i happened to notice this very street on my journey... And i have to say your work stands out more than the others" yoongi muttered as he turned his gaze back onto the boy in front of him who looked at him confused.

"my work stands out? Thats impossible, i havent even sold more than five.."  the younger murmured more to himself than yoongi, the latter catching on to what he said.

"whats your name kid?" yoongi asked, cocking his head to the side whilst doing so.

"taehyung" The boy muttered, as he looked up with expectant eyes- what he was expecting i dont know, maybe for this man to buy his work?

"okay, well, you're no top portrait artist but your work is immaculate, looks like i'll be seeing you soon taehyung" yoongi said, he looked behind taehyung to see his different art works, mainly portraits of course, to say he was impressed was an understatement, the Boys work was truly amazing.

Yoongi walked off, leaving taehyung to stare where the male had been standing two minutes ago, with a  blank face, wondering what the mint haired meant by seeing him soon.

Should he be scared or happy someone was actually taking an interest in him?

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First chapter  :) did you like it?