Calling | OT7

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Taehyung hum's softly to himself as he cleans his part of the parlor up a bit. Despite just getting a scolding earlier, he can't really seem to care. He wasn't obligated to work here, but was in fact requested. Taehyung knows they won't fire him, and the only way he would be let go is if he finally decides to leave. He could take as many breaks as he wants, too. All the people at the front desk had to say that he currently wasn't there.

Taehyung, better known as V to his customers, works at the Tailor parlor at the resort. He works there because he needed to fill his day with something other than searching for his soulmate. Of course, he could've taken the pills to make his calling stronger and such, but he's been hearing of such terrible side effects from those things. People fainting, vomiting, it got so bad that sometimes people got serious cases of depression. There was never any explanation though. Supposedly, there were absolutely no "triggers" for these things to happen. They just did if your body didn't "work well" with the pills. Taehyung calls bullshit, but he wasn't the one taking them.

When Taehyung sets his measuring tape aside, a dainty bell could be heard. Taehyung rolled his eyes. Why were people looking so desperately to get things tailored here? Your soulmate is your soulmate. They'll love you no matter what...

There was suddenly a tingle up Taehyung's spine. A strange feeling inside of him. It was something trying to pull him out of the room, trying to pull him somewhere.

What?

Was his calling getting stronger now? The new customer... were they?

Taehyung makes sure to be as quiet and discreet as he possibly can. He opens the door to his room very quietly and quickly. He pokes his head out slightly, probably looking as if he were on some sort of secret mission. Well, he kind of was, wasn't he? Maybe this was the same dancer he had met that night...

But it wasn't. In fact, it was someone Taehyung had never actually seen before. Very baby faced, and they looked to be extremely nervous walking in there. To be fair, they didn't look like they really belonged in a tailor shop. More so like... a Onesie store.

"Hello and welcome to the tailoring parlor! Are you looking to tailor or to get a new suit entirely?" Sho, the woman at the front desk, asks in her customer service voice. Taehyung would've rolled his eyes if they weren't so fixated on this new male. Taehyung's calling felt ever so stronger just looking at them. But... that couldn't possibly be right. He... he had this same feeling with the dancer. Was Taehyung going crazy? He did have a few drinks, and the lights in the club definitely weren't the type to help you properly distinguish someone's face...

No, Taehyung definitely remembers that the beautiful dancer had pink hair.

This new guy had darker, brown hair. Very different. Didn't make him any less pretty though.

"Uhm... a new suit entirely please." The baby-faced male says, and his voice is adorably unsure. When Taehyung sees that Sho was moving for her phone, Taehyung suddenly realizes that she was going to call for him. Of course she would call for him. The only other person who was even remotely as decent as him was Bogum, and god knows what that man is doing with his soulmate right now.

He quickly reels back into his room and presses the answer button on his phone before it even begins to ring. He could probably imagine the surprised look on Sho's face right now.

"V, we have a customer-"

"Tell him I'm in the middle of an order," Taehyung says, cutting her off immediately. Most people would probably decide to invite the boy in, especially if they felt a calling. But Taehyung felt strangely shy at the moment, and he still wanted to clear up in his head whether there was actually a connection at the club that night or if it was just the alcohol running through his veins.