Wake Up

Chapter 15 : Faces of Emotions

Taehyung's P.O.V.

I close my stinging eyes before slowly opening them. I finish typing the last words on the keyboard before pressing enter. With everything finished, I close the laptop with a satisfied smile.

"You seem happy," a voice says. I look over to the newbie, who's name I've forgotten, and smile slightly at him.

"Happy that works finished," I say. I begin to pack up my things, carefully putting away my camera into its case and sliding my laptop into its bag.

"Off to see that dead boyfriend of yours, huh?"

I freeze at his statement, slowly turning around before frowning at him. "For the last fucking time, he's not dead."

"Asleep in coma. Dead. Same thing," he mumbles. I glare at him before putting on my coat.

"You know, I've always thought that a professional photographer like you would be doing something great, like taking good photos for magazine covers or wedding pics. But for the past few days since I've been here, all you've been doing is paperwork, taking breaks, then going off to see dead Mr Jeon," he bluntly says, hands resting on his hips.

I feel the urge to slap the shit out of him, but I control myself. "Listen, if it wasn't for Mr Manager and me, you wouldn't even be here. You should be happy I didn't reject his offer and I actually took you under my wing," I say through gritted teeth.

The newbie seems un-phased by my frustrated look. He simply shrugs before sitting back down on a random wheely chair that seemed to appear out of no where.

I let out grunt while harshly swinging my bag over my shoulder. I grab my belongings and proceed to leave the studio.

"See ya later, Mr Desperate," I hear the boy say. I bite my lip harshly, trying my best to ignore him and to continue walking out.

"Jesus, kids am I right?"

I turn to my left and immediately smile at Jimin who's sitting comfortably on a random couch, a Frappuccino and a Green Tea Latte in his hands. He hands me the latte with a good, warm smile on his face.

"Yep," I huff out, taking a gulp of the drink.

"What's his name again?" Jimin glances back at the newbie, who's face is already buried into his phone. I shrug.

"Don't remember, don't care. Anyway, what're you doing here?" I ask. Jimin turns his attention back to me.

"Oh, just came by to say hi. I haven't seen you in a while so I decided to drop by before I head to work," he answers charmingly.

"Thanks Jimin, it's actually a relief seeing you again. This place just seems to give me stress 24/7. Everywhere I look, it just reminds me of how dull this place is without Jeongguk... for me at least," I mumble, but loud enough for Jimin to hear.

He giggles before patting my back. "I'm sure the liveliness will return soon."

I smile at his reassuring words, but slowly frown. How can you be so sure?

Once we exit the building, I walk over to my car. Jimin opens his arms for a hug and so I accept it.

"Well, I'll see you later. Tell me how Jeongguk is and you gotta spill the tea about that new friends of yours. Still haven't told me much about Yu-Yummin? Yumon?"

"Yuggun," I correct him politely.

His mouth makes an "o" shaped before smiling once more. "I knew that. Well anyway, I'll see you tomorrow? Since I have work all day."