His Style (Suga x Reader)

Fired

(Y/n)- Your name, (L/n)- Last name, (N/n)- Nickname, (E/c)- Eye color, (H/c)- Hair color. ;3

"Fired..." I whispered to myself as I held the pink slip loosely between my fingers. My best friend, Jeon Jungkook looked to me in disbelief before reaching across the table and snatching the slip from me.

"Fired?! How? Why?" He looked up at me with wide chocolate eyes.

"They said that my style is on the edge of too extreme and that no one would wear my clothes in public because they are so bold." I shrugged "Oh well, if I can't be creative with my designs, what's the point? I was going to quit anyway..."

Jungkook pouted slightly "I'd wear your designs..."

I laughed "Of course you would, you and your band are my inspiration for men's wear after all. Too bad I can't just go work as a designer for BTS, I would be living a dream..."

He laughed in return before tearing up the pink paper into tiny pieces "Oh well, from one job to the next. I'll help you keep an eye out for any opportunities, maybe even in our district?"

"Now that would be a miracle." I whispered to myself.

Jungkook looked over my shoulder, smiling happily as the waitress brought his dessert to the table. His grin grew and eyes sparkled as he took in the mountain of ice cream coated in chocolate syrup, sprinkles, and strawberries galore! He had gotten special permission from his company to eat at this sugary cafe once every other month. I watched him in silent amazement as he wasted no time in beginning to devour the sugary treat. He hummed happily before glancing up to where I sat across from him, picking at the fudge brownie on the plate before me.

He frowned a little, spoon still in his mouth "You sure that's all you want? You could have gotten what I have..."

I laughed at him "And end up with a million cavities after a single bite? No thank you, I'll stick with this. Besides, I wouldn't even be able to afford that dessert."

Jungkook chuckled before rolling his eyes "Oh come on (Y/n)! You know I'd pay for it."

"Yeah, no. I'd hate to owe you a favor." I giggled, pointing at him with my fork. "Just shut up and eat your ice cream before it melts." He laughed even harder as I said this.

"Alright, suit yourself." he finally managed to say after regaining his breath. With an eager smile, he took a large scoop of ice cream, spooning it into his mouth.

I shook my head at my friend as he scraped the glass clean under 5 minutes. For someone who wasn't allowed to eat very many desserts, he sure didn't know how to savor them when he did get them. A final fork full of brownie and I was finished as well.

"So when is your next concert?" I asked, leaning forward with my arms folded, eager to hear the latest development with his band.

He blinked at me a few times "uh, it's later tonight..." he smirked at me, leaning in towards me as well "I'm shocked that you didn't know!"

"W-why would I?" I asked, cheeks becoming flushed.

Jungkook raised an eyebrow "Oh don't give me that (N/n), I know you look up everything about BTS on your phone several times a day. Even if you don't come to any of our concerts you still stalk us."

Now I was beet red "Well that... that's because... uh of you, I have a right to know what my friend is doing, don't I?"

This almost made him fall out of his chair from laughter "Right! Hahaha, that's why you have Yoonki as your screensaver."

I hid my face in my hands in embarrassment "How do you know about that?!"

His smile grew as he held up my phone, displaying a picture of his band member "Maybe if you came to a concert you'd actually get to meet him! I'm sure he wouldn't mind meeting a fan backstage."

Smacking him lightly on the arm, I snatched my phone back "You were digging in my purse again!"

"Guilty as charged!" he laughed, holding up his hands as if to block another hit from me. As I shoved my phone back into my bag. Jungkook finally looked me dead in the eye. "All joking aside, you really could attend a concert once in a while. Not only could you meet Min Yoongi, but you could also meet the rest of the gang."

"That's hardly possible when all of your tickets are sold under a minute of being on the market..." I muttered, going to take another bite of brownie before remembering it was all gone.

"Don't be ridiculous!" he looked at me in disbelief "You have me, don't you? I'll be your ticket in! Besides, it'll be healthy for you to get out and socialize every now and then." He winked suggestively at his last comment.

I glared at him "I don't need to socialize, I've got you to talk to, my roommate and a few others. As far as I'm concerned, that is all I need."

Jungkook rolled his eyes "Right, you've said that many times... But it can't hurt to come and see what the concerts are really like! You can't live solely off your phone."

I looked deep into his dark eyes which sparkled with mischief and sincerity. Groaning I threw my hands up. "Fine!"

He fist-pumped the air in a rush of excitement, pulling his mask up from his chin to cover from there to the nose. "I'll send you a private car and have an escort ready to take you backstage." he winked before slapping down cash to pay for his treat.

I eyed the amount he had placed suspiciously and noted with panicked irritation that he had paid for mine as well. The moment I looked up to complain and demand that I pay for my own, the shop door was closing and he was gone. Folding my arms, I grumbled. Who knew that I'd be seeing my bias? It made me feel sick to my stomach in a strange way, but I couldn't contain the crooked smile that sprung to my lips.