Tokyo | Jikook

Tokyo 4.

;- your tiny mole

Jimin grips onto his glass as he turns to look at the taller male, "you got nothing to better to say?"

Jungkook gulps as he takes a sip of his own drinks while sitting on the stool where Seokjin sat earlier before the couple left.

"Move back to your own seat" Jimin claims.

Jungkook scoffs, "you think that dumb and dumber would come back to save your awkward ass?" Inside of him chuckles silently, "nope, don't think so"

as Jimin was trying to reply, someone interrupts their conversation, "is this Park Jimin? Can I get a picture?" It's a guy who looks at Jimin slyly, with a smirk on his face that both Jungkook and Jimin could not quite catch.

"Uhm sorry, no," Jimin tries to shift slightly away from the male, "I don't take photographs out of my working time frame"

"Come on, Jimin ssi. Just one picture won't hurts, sweetie" Jungkook sees how the male starts to make Jimin uncomfortable by placing a hand on the artist's shoulder.

"Yah, don't you understand what he just said? No. Photographs. Out. Of. Working. Time. Frame." Jungkook stands up and slaps away the ignorant male's hand away from Jimin as he emphasises each and every word loud and clear in order for him to hear it through the loud bass.

Jungkook shot the male with a death glare that would burn a hole on that bastard's face. Despite Jungkook's stern voice and stoic face, the male still does not back off. Instead, he stands closer to Jimin, invading his personal space.

"You fucktard-" Jungkook patience went up to his neck as he grabs Jimin by his wrist and pulls the shorter male to stand behind him, blocking people from getting close to Jimin, not even an inch.

"Who're you to tell me to back off?" The guy that still hasn't left asked, pulls off a face that is ready to give Jungkook a punch on his face.

"I'm his manager. I've all the right to protect my artist. One more word from you and I'll call the cops"  Jungkook man up, showing no mercy; be ready to raise his fist anytime.

Jimin widen his eyes to stare at Jungkook who is nearly half of his coconut head is taller than Jimin which the shorter one needs to chin up a little to look at his producer.

No one has actually protected me before, Jimin thought to himself.

As his thoughts were drifted back to reality, he sees the male who was verbally harassing him earlier pointing at Jungkook with his index finger, "both of you better watch out, Park Jimin my ass"

Jungkook was really about to raise his clenched fist when he felt Jimin held him back by grabbing his arm, "it's okay, just ask him to go"

"But-"

"Jungkook"

Jungkook releases his fist and turns back to the male with a disgusted look, "leave, I don't repeat myself"

"Whatever Susan" the male shrugs like nothing happened and dashes off the place.

Jimin let out a sigh of relief as he leans back against the stool, looking to the front as he does not want to cause a scene in the club by having tons of people recognising him in the public.

That is one the cons of being a celebrity, no privacy, no freedom, simply a human being stacked with endless jobs and ambassador contracts. No time for yourself, neither your own family. Sometimes, Jimin would say, he is exhausted, nearly drained out from the heavy workloads and rushing schedule here and there.