Tattoos | Park Jimin

Tattoo || 34

" Y/N? "

You were so fed up of the society you were born in. Parties after parties, parties after parties, and god damn, the cycle never ends! The year has come to an end, you had customers waiting since ages to book an appointment, just to get a tattoo from you. Yet these parties and gatherings never get over between the riches and it always takes your time away.

" You are going to learn how to dance. " Sung Hi says as she sips on tea and you start choking on air. Taehyung rubs your back as he held himself from bursting into laughter.

" What do you mean? "

" We will be hosting a party to announce the new heiress of Kireina on seventh of Janurary. "

" So...? " You hesitantly ask.

" So, the heiress of the company has to dance in the ball followed by everyone else. I too had to dance, remember? " You scowl at Taehyung and start whining and putting out reasons on why you shouldn't dance.

" But I don't know how to dance! "

" That's why I asked you to learn. "

" What if I mess up? "

" You won't. You are going to learn from the best. "

" I have no one to dance with. "

" I don't think Jimin would mind. He also took lessons when he was young. " Your eyes widen.

" Father won't like the idea of me dancing with Park Jimin. " Your mother looks up at you and narrows her eyes.

" He can't say shit against me. " Taehyung and you gasp loudly at your mother cursing and you internally scream.

" Mom! " She giggles and she continues, " The party will be held in Japan. And reporters will be present. "

You ask confused, " Why Japan? "

" My step - father was Japanese. Kireina line was originally originated from Japan. " You listen in awe as you stare at your chocolate and take a bite.

" Kireina means —"

" Y/N! "

You wake up from a deep thought and look at Hoseok with wide eyes and then relax after few seconds.

" You have been zoned out for ages. What's the matter? " You sigh and turn your chair to him.

" There is a party being hosted in Japan, did you know about that? " He furrows his eyebrows and nods.

" Yes, I did. I know since two weeks. So...? " You stare at him in disbelief.

" I have to dance! " But you suddenly wonder —

How does he get invitations?

" Hobi? " He hums in response.

" How do you get the invitations to the parties? " He looks up and his lips crack into a smile. He leans palm as he places his elbow on the table and answers.

" I own Mama, did you know that? "

You jaw drops and your eyes widen again. Mama is a children's clothing brand and it was famous all around the world. Your mother always insisted you to meet the owner of the brand, since he is such a handsome lad.

" I didn't " You got the answer to your question. Wow, you thought. " Well, now I know. " You shrug and he nods with a smile and runs a hand through his hair.