𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧

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Silence fell over the room. The golden sunlight shimmered through the windows into the room and the co-ceo looked a little taken back as his young customer asked for this specific kind of scent or more called fragrance in this case.

"Well, mister you're very young. Are you sure you would like to have this specific fragrance?" asked the black haired male while he licked his plump lips, feeling a little offended by the request. His customer didn't looked like he would work on his own to pay for that fragrance.

"I am very sure. I tried a lot of fragrances and perfumes. But I never had something like this yet in my collection. My father owns one but I was never allowed to wear it on my own, since it was very expensive and valuable for him." spoke jungkook out and looked into the designer's eyes.

Delicious smell of coffee filled the room and the butler returned with a tray and the ordered drinks the customers requested. "First of let's enjoy your coffee." smiled jimin and placed each of the drinks down, giving the butler a satisfied nod.

"This coffee beans are different kinds from each other. Only the best beans in the world, the aromatic note is the best. While the coffee shows his full potential, we look after the environment and the social conditions in our coffee delivery. We pay a high price for this."

A delicious mild coffee smell filled the room, in the background you could clearly smell the caramel syrup which decorated hwasa's cappuccino. It's a delicious and perfect combination, coffee and caramel.

"I am definitely sure about my fragrance." Jungkook flicked his tongue and looked up again to the designer, putting his hands into his pocket. Slowly his bratty side is awakening, ready to let the designer know who pays for the perfume.

Jimin answered with a short nod, thinking over the whole situation. "Sir, I am very sure that there are plenty of other scents you could better wear. I am a designer and I am satisfied when the customer is not only happy, I am satisfied when the customer smells like himself, felling that this scent belongs to him." smiled the designer and took a sip from his own espresso.

"Excuse me, but I am not happy with the scent decision you make right now." nodded the older male and looked up into the brown eyes, showing no place to argue about this topic.

Jeon tossed his head to the side, looking out of the window. The building had a nice view to a huge park. Beautiful tulips grew outside and the different colors shimmered in the warm and golden sunlight. A short smile flashed over jungkook's lips.

"Isn't it that I pay you for making my scent?" asked the youngest of the four humans. "You get my money for doing your work. So what's wrong with it?" wanted the younger to know.

"I am sorry, Sir. I am not a person that is behind the money. Yes, I do have a big and successful company but it do my job with passion. So I tell my customers what would suit them and what not." nodded the oldest and took again a sip from his beloved espresso.

"You're quite interesting, Park."

"I can just say the same, Mr. Jeon."

"What would your recommend me then, Sir? When you say all the damn time that you help your customers? Hmm?." Jungkook almost snapped at him, yes he can be bratty at some time. He didn't saw the problem with the scent.

Jimin grabbed a small wooden clipboard and a mechanical pencil, the short version of his name was written on the black material on the pen.

P.JM

"So please close your eyes Mr. Jeon. I will ask you some questions. Please answer them honestly." said Jimin before the room was silent again. Not even hwasa or taehyung dared to speak.

"Is there a place you would be right now? A place where you can relax, how would that place look like?" asked the male with his deep voice, which sent a shiver down jungkook's spine.

"I-It's a flower field. It's warm outside and I can smell the scent of the flower in the distance, mixed with the scent of honey." spoke jungkook and licked over his bottom lips, why was he shy now? Mr. Park is doing something to him he never felt before.

"Keep going, and always tell every single detail you can find." spoke jimin in a calm voice while the sound of writing with a pencil on paper filled the room.

"The sun is setting now, it's really beautiful. All the red, oranges and yellows that mix together. A typical but beautiful summer evening. There would be small bees and the flowers would wave in the wind. Now I can smell another scent— it's vanilla I guess. It's lovely."

A huge smile was placed on jungkook's lips as he thought about the place he went to with his parents. It was a beautiful and lovely place, so calm. No one could destroy there family right now— it was there moment.

"Okay you can open your eyes now, Sir."

Slowly flicked Jeon's eyes open, there first thing he saw was the intense stare. Those brown eyes felt so warm and it gave him a good feeling, it felt home. A small pink blush adorned his cheeks now. Oh god, he blushed.

"I have enough details to create the perfect scent for you. It's a way better than you're previous idea. You will love it." smiled the black haired male and the blush on jungkook's cheek just grew bigger.

Jimin filled a small paper out. He placed it down on the glass table and last sunbeams fell into the room, giving the room a warm and nice atmosphere.

"I need one week to have it done. If I should be finished early, I'll contact you. You're a regular customer here, so I am sure we have your data in our computer system." smiled jimin again and looked up to the cute brown haired male.

Jungkook grabbed the paper and looked over the creative name the older gave his vision of his scent. A small smile rushed over his lips.

"honeylicious"


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thank you so much for reading!

I know you waited long and so on but life wasn't the best in last time.

love you!
-tabby

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