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"last but not least, you'll have a meeting on sunday to discuss plans for your upcoming new album. you'll have to work on the number of songs you'd want and the album cover, as well as a photoshoot. . "jungkook read taehyung his schedule, as the elder chilled near his pool.
"about the photo shoot ... do you want to have it in the evening or the morning?"

"definitely the morning." taehyung answered and took another sip of the champagne that he held in his left hand.

"alright then ... you'll have the photoshoot for your album on april seventeenth, at ten in the morning." jungkook said and wrote that down in the reminder app on his new phone.

he was glad that he had adapted to this in such a short period of time. maybe, he was made for this job.
it made him smile internally, he had the dream job everyone wished to have. fans could only dream about being so close to their idols, and then there's jungkook who got this job effortlessly.

"any other plans for today?" taehyung asked and sat his glass down onto a little table next to him.

"for today?" jungkook flipped through the schedule in his hands and shook his head. "you are free for today, mr. kim."

"aah, that's fantastic!" taehyung stretched out his arms and then yawned.
"I'll take a swim."

jungkook nodded and went over to take a seat on one of the chairs as taehyung started taking off his clothing right in front of him.
jungkook started to panic.
gosh, was he seriously going to get blessed by taehyung's gorgeous body today?

taehyung started by stripping off his shirt, then moved onto his pants.
jungkook reflexively reached for his phone, but then immediately slid in away.
he couldn't take pictures of taehyung now ... that'd be privacy invasion, and the last thing jungkook wanted was to get sued for this.
taehyung jumped into the pool causing the water to part in ruffles, splashing over the edges.

taehyung looked heavenly.
his wet hair got stuck to his forehead, making him look absolutely adorable and hot at the same time... was that even possible? jungkook let out a little giggle and continued looking at taehyung who was nonchalantly swimming in the water.
taehyung swam a few times here and there and then went over to one of the pool edges that was closest to jungkook.

"wanna get in?" taehyung asked as he propped himself up with his elbows.

"y– no ..." jungkook smiled. "I'm not allowed to do that, mr. kim."

jungkook wanted to. of course, he wanted to!
but he simply wasn't allowed to do so. he was just a secretary who was supposed to help taehyung out with organizing his day, along with fulfilling any and all requests taehyung might have had for him.

"but ... I am allowing you myself." taehyung pointed out with a playful smirk on his lips.

"sorry, mr. kim." jungkook exhaled. "but I'll pass."

"alright, suit yourself, secretary jeon."

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"and never! do you hear me?! never show up into my building in a green suit like that!" kim seokjin shouted at the worker who looked like he was about to cry.

"s-sir seokjin ... I'm truly sorry, I didn't know about this ..." the worker barely stuttered out a sentence while looking down at his feet.

"aish ... what did I do in my past life to deserve this?" seokjin exhaled dramatically and turned around. "are you going to stand here ... or are you going to get the hell out of here!??!"

the worker yelped and quickly ran out the door, understanding that he would probably not be welcome here any time soon.
seokjin closed his eyes and took a couple of deep breaths. as he opened them, he got startled at first, but then exhaled in relief.

"ah, kim namjoon!" seokjin came over to the man in front of him and leaned his head on his shoulder. "you're the only sane person around here! the only one I can fully trust."

namjoon smiled to himself and patted seokjin slightly on the back.
he already got used to this kind of behavior from his boss, so it wasn't something out of the ordinary.

"are you sure about that? sir kim seokjin, you shouldn't trust everyone around you. even the closest people may betray you someday." namjoon spoke quietly as he looked at his hand that was going up and down kim seokjin's back at a slow pace.

"what?" seokjin straightened himself out and took a step back in order to get onto the same level as namjoon since he was a little shorter than namjoon. "you sound awfully suspicious ..."

"oh its nothing sir, I'm just playing around." namjoon gave out a rather loud chuckle and started to follow kim seokjin as the elder walked to the elevator.

"hm. watching those detective movies instead of getting sleep again?" seokjin asked, pressing the second-floor button and watching the doors close.

"not with my tight schedule, I'm not."

"is your schedule the only thing that's tight?" seokjin mumbled out of the blue and laughed after seeing how taken aback namjoon was.

they exited the elevator and entered seokjin's office.

"I was only playing around." seokjin mimicked the way namjoon said this phrase before and gave out a little smile.

namjoon exhaled and took a seat on the chair across from seokjin, just like the elder had gestured him to.

"so ... how's that new private secretary of taehyung's?" he asked and pulled out some papers from a pile that was laying on top of his table.

"he's doing great! looks like kim taehyung and him are getting along quite easily." namjoon replied.

"that's great. I ... i really hope things don't end the way they did with our previous secretary ..." seokjin said quietly, almost in a whisper.

an uncomfortable silence filled up the office as kim seokjin started signing some papers.

"sir ..." namjoon started and jin immediately looked up at him.

"if you're going to try and talk me into thinking it wasn't a suicide, then you can leave." he said sternly. "I won't believe something that doesn't have proof of it."

"but how would you explain the cameras that for some reason didn't work that day?"

"maybe because sooyuk didn't want us to see ... see the way he did that to himself. he wrote a suicide letter, what other proof do you need, kim namjoon?" seokjin spoke with his eyebrows furrowed.

"I ... his handwriting was a little off ..." namjoon said.

"what did you expect from a person who was about to commit suicide? do you think he'd try and make his handwriting all pretty and appealing to the police?"

"but kim seokjin i– i–" namjoon bit his lip but the action didn't help him to prevent from breaking into tears.
"I'm sorry ..." he whispered.

"go wash up and get back to work, kim namjoon." seokjin said in a calm and soft voice that was in a way soothing to namjoon's ears.

"yes, sir."

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