Taehyung rubbed his eyes, convinced he wasn't seeing clearly and that it actually wasn't Jungkook standing on that stage. When his vision normalised again, he looked back at the man and confirmed that it was, indeed, Jeon Jungkook.
He didn't actually know what to do at this point. Part of him wanted to run and hide, but another part wanted to confront Jungkook because "regular desk job" my ass.
He watched as Jungkook's mouth moved, but the words were silenced by his own thoughts. Thoughts of how he'd approach this situation.
Obviously there wasn't any bad blood between the two and they were friends, but Taehyung really didn't want Jungkook to see him right now. So he desperately looked around, trying to form an escape route in his head, but of course Jin had decided to sit right in the middle of the huge making his escape plan futile.
He sank back into his chair, trying to make himself small enough so that he'd disappear. But all it did was make his fellow colleagues and Jin look at him weirdly, the other asking if he's okay to which Taehyung just nodded.
He wasn't even sure why he didn't want Jungkook to see him. It was bound to happen sometime, probably even later today if not now. Being at the reception desk meant that Taehyung greeted each and every person that entered and left the office building. So Jungkook had to pass his station at least twice a day, even more depending on whether he had meetings or anything else out of office.
But apart of him couldn't help but feel awkward about the entire situation. Mainly because he knew Jungkook, well Mr. Jeon, outside of work. A little too well. He's heard the guy having sex for crying out loud, way too many times.
Was Jungkook even that type of person at work? Or was he just the hot and sexy boss that Jin briefly described him as?
Well whoever he was, Taehyung didn't really want to deal with it at the moment as he still tried to process the shock of seeing his horny neighbour addressing the assembly.
He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even realise the meeting had ended and people were starting to make their way out of the hall. Only until Jin shook his arm did he return back to the present.
He looked over at Jin, worry running through his eyes and all over his face. Jin was confused, trying to think of something that could've prompted Taehyung to feel this way.
"You okay there Tae?" Taehyung just stared at Jin as he thought over everything again. Jungkook was the boss. His horny ass neighbour was the head of the company that he worked for.
"That was really Mr. Jeon?" Taehyung couldn't understand why Jin started smirking all of a sudden, eyebrows furrowing as he waited for a response.
"I told you he's hot! And he knows it's too, going around using that Jeon Charm on everyone." Jin nudged Taehyung's side suggestively. It then dawned on Taehyung that Jin actually thinks he's interested in Jungkook.
Now Taehyung knows how to appreciate a good looking man when he sees one and perhaps Jungkook fits into that category, but that's it. He's just an extremely good looking, handsome, sexy, kind, adorable, caring- Okay nope. He's hot that's it.
"Jeon Charm?" The phrase stood out the most to Taehyung, peaking his curiosity.
"Yeah, you know how they are. Butter you up, spread you out, eat you up and then shit you out." Taehyung scrunched his nose and looked terrified as he unpacked Jin's analogy.
"Did you seriously just compare buttered bread to sex?" Jin nodded proudly. Taehyung didn't even know what to say to that and just swiftly moved on.

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Thin Walls
FanfictionTaehyung has finally moved into his dream apartment. Only problem is that the walls are too thin and he can hear everything that happens in his neighbours apartment. Particularly his bedroom...