35. Three men one sholong.

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Seokjin's point of view 

"What is the status of the France deal?" I asked Ms. Park as we both walked to my office. 

"Positively, we need to discuss some conditions and formalities and we are ready to finalize the deal; and for that, the CEO personally asked for your presence while finalizing the deal." I hummed.

"Book the flight to Paris when my schedule is clear, inform them, and fix the meeting," I replied and sat on my chair, removing my coat.

"Sure, one more thing sir. Your father sent this invitation this evening." My eyebrow creased when she gave me a golden envelope.

"What does this man want now?" I mumbled as I opened the invitation. 

"Mr. Kim personally called me and told me to inform you to attend the Paris fashion week in his place." I groaned. He's very well aware that I don't like gatherings and events like this yet he's deliberately sending me.

"Fine, when is it?"

"Next week." 

"Alright." I breathed, not wanting to go to the fashion week but did I have any options? No. "Fixed meeting next week, a couple of days earlier of course. Inform them and book our tickets to Paris." I ordered Ms. Park.

"Right away sir." She nodded and proceeded to leave.

"Oh yes, Ms. Park." I stopped her when I remembered the most crucial thing I forgot to ask. "Update regarding Su—Hayoon's matter?" I asked.

"I talked to the PR team. The videoes have been removed from all the possible sites as you requested. After announcing that they both are friends and were recorded while they were completely unaware and were being themselves, netizens are taking their side, asking for the uploader to get sued by Jinhit. Our team is still searching for who was the uploader. Sunhee is getting more positive exposure after the release of the article.

I talked to her manager, Heesu informed me that the 3second team wants to meet with her tomorrow for the photo shoot." 

"Tomorrow?

"Well yes. I had the same question in mind. They didn't specify why but they are pretty clear that they want Sunhee to attract a larger target audience because she is in the trend." I nodded.

"Okay, you can leave once you're done with your work and my coffee." I dismissed her and focused on my PC. I heard her affirm and then she left. For a few moments, I stared at the illuminating screen, fingers fiddling with the pen. I couldn't help but think about what happened today, not even twenty-four hours and we have this situation. I groaned, closing my eyes and resting my head back.

As soon as I closed my eyes, my mind flashed the video. I jerked up as if I just had a nightmare, well it was sort of. Ever since I saw and heard the video I can't let it disappear from my mind and it was traumatizing as time passed by. 

But her moan was hot. It was a shame I wasn't the only one to hear it.

My eyes widened when I realized what I was thinking. I shook my head and lightly tapped my cheeks, I needed to get myself together.

Focus, I'm focu—

Well, should I check if her video is still available on the internet?

Without thinking anything I turned my chair and typed in the search engine. I couldn't imagine I was doing it— still I need to make sure it was removed from everywhere. 

Artist protection.

I hit the search after typing the hashtag. I did find some top posts discussing the topic, and as I scrolled down I found many people were angry as such a thing happened, somewhere asking who Sunhee was and some were making jokes about how the media exaggerated the matter. So far everything was under control and I was happy about it. I stopped scrolling when I saw a post with Sunhee's portfolio photos, I clicked on it. They were just informing their followers about Sunhee, and what caught my attention was her pictures.  

You couldn't tell that she was a newbie, someone who was still doing her modeling course. She had that confidence, which I was not very well aware of where she got from. Was it the pep talk that gave her this much confidence? I gulped, it was like her personality was changing with the changing set and clothes. There were a bunch of different vibes in the photos and with each vibe she was different. Then I analyzed her poses, she was wearing simple clothes. Not too flashy or not too bland, just perfect yet on her boy the clothes looked so exquisite. It was like the clothes were made for her, they hugged her curves so perfectly making her body structure look prominent. My eyes lingered on her face for a few seconds, from her almond-shaped eyes to rosy lips.

She is so… beautiful, the prettiest girl I have ever seen.

My eyes once again widened when I realized what I was doing. What the fuck Seokjin! I once again slapped my face, hard. I need all these weird thoughts to be out of my mind. 

"Seokjin." A familiar voice called out my name, my wide eyes darted towards the door which I saw opening and Namjoon walked into my office, followed by Yoongi and Hoseok. Panic spread across my body, and my eyes fell on my desktop, the screen flashing images of Sunhee. My fingers hastily tapped the keyboard to close the tab, and I sighed when it finally closed.

Thank you Ctrl+w.

"What the fuck you were doing?" My attention went to Hoseok who was now standing in front of me, peeking at my screen.

"Nothing!" I exclaimed, getting a look from him. "I mean," I cleared my throat and continued. "I was doing nothing." 

He looked at me for a couple of seconds and disgust spread all over her face. "Eww." He made a face and walked away from me. I let out a breath and looked at her in annoyance.

"What are you doing here?" I scowled.

"You okay?" Hoseok made himself comfortable on the couch and picked up a magazine. 

"We heard you had a nosebleed and passed out." Yoongi informed while sitting beside Hoseok, opening his phone.

"We were concerned about your health."

"My health— Namjoon don't touch that!" Namjoon immediately retracted his finger from the vase, making a face as similar as his memes." As I was saying, thank you Namjoon for being concerned about my health, I'm quite fine as you can see. No need to worry." I replied, opening the nearest file and trying to go through the content of the file so I can sign it.

"You sure? You don't look fine at all." Yoongi shook his head, standing up and walking close to me. I looked at him in confusion when he looked at my face, intensely. "Your entire face is red." I flinched when he suddenly put his hand on my forehead, to check my temperature I assumed "But you have no fever, strange." He continued.

"Dude, I'm a hundred percent sure he was looking at  pictures of some hot chick." Hoseok nonchalantly said, my eyes wide at his proximity. 

"No!" I protested.

"Then why are your face and ears red? It only happens when you're sick, you're embarrassed, you're shy or you are watching something nasty" Namjoon, the analyst, said.

"Yeah, Namjoon is right." Yoongi, the supporter, spoke.

"Wait— were you talking to your girlfriend? Were you looking at her pictures?" Hoseok, the dumb, asked.

Upon mentioning this, my eyes enlarged with the number of surprises I was receiving from these dumb but smart people. My mind went blank, I couldn't help but imagine Sunhee as my— ewwww blah blah blah. 

"I was watching porn!" I yelled the first thing I could think of, and as I yelled out loud I saw Mr. Park entered— halting her steps when she heard me loud and clear. Our eyes widened and a red hue of embarrassment covered our cheeks.

"Ms. Park no—" I tried to speak, saving my remaining dignity but no use, she hastily walked towards me and put the coffee on my table, and fled away. In the background, I heard some laughter and snickers but I didn't care.

I wanna die. Why didn't the embarrassment kill me?

"Please, you were the only one who made a rule no porn during weekdays, did you forget that?" Hoseok asked, still laughing. I glared at them, what was so funny about this?

"Of course, he forgot that, it was back in high school." Yoongi wiped tears from his eyes, putting his hand on his stomach.

"I remember that, of course, it was the worst rule he ever made. It was all good for him because he used to get laid so easily." Namjoon shook his head. 

"Well that wasn't my mistake, y'all were ugly as fuck." 

"Yeah, but we didn't have that nickname, what was this again?" Hoseok asked.

"WWH World Wide Hand—"

"WWH World Wide Hoe." Namjoon cut me, and once again they burst into laughter whereas I just glared at them, what else I could do?

They were dorks, my dorks.

"Wait— I didn't mean the high school nickname. I'm taking the call, whiney jinnie." Once again they broke into laughter, almost falling off the sofa.

Okay, that was enough.

"Don't you guys have to go home? Sleep because you have a schedule for the next day?" I asked. 

"I mean look who's asking?" Hoseok snickered

"Yoongi, Hoseok, and Namjoon." I called out their names seriously. "I have your schedules, and tomorrow you have a busy schedule." I looked at them. "You know I don't like tardy employees right?"

"I mean— yeah." Namjoon cleared his throat and stood up.

"So go home, eat your meal, and sleep. Y'all have to work on your new song right? What about the upcoming spring & summer photoshoot? Don't you think you shouldn't be here and should be at home? Why are you here when you should be resting? Aren't you tired of your health? The entire day of hard work and yet you guys are wasting time here, making fun of me." I huffed and took short breaths.

"Alright, alright chill Mr. CEO. We are going and leaving you alone so you can continue." Hoseok rolled his eyes.

"I wasn't actually watching it."

"It is okay if you do, everyone does."

"I was not watching it, Namjoon!" I slammed my hand on my table— which result in falling my pen case on the floor.

"Are you for real?" I groaned.

"Here, I will pick them up." Yoongi volunteered, but all three of them came and crouched down near my desk, picking up the pens.

"Jin." My ears perked up when a voice called out my name, my eyes darted toward the door which opened and Sunhee walked in. "You free?" She asked, and walked in. I slowly shook my head— she wasn't supposed to be here, not right now. 

Why did everyone decide to visit me today?

"Ah, I'm sorry. I will go and will talk to you later. Actually I was going home but decided to drop—"

"Here!" Hoseok suddenly stood up, with a bright smile as he accomplished something. I froze, and so did Sunhee. My eyes darted at him, and then Sunhee. I was very well aware of what was going to happen.

She will probably scream "Daddy! Daddy! Fuck me!" 

But to my surprise, she didn't scream, yet.

Her mouth parted and she looked between me and Hoseok.

"Wah, my back hurts." Yoongi groaned as he stood up as well.

"Your back hurts? My throat hurts as fuck." Namjoon scoffed as he stood up. Then their eyes fell on Sunhee, who was now hiding his parted mouth. She stumbled back and looked at me with her wide eyes— shaking her face which was red by now. She looked horrified.

My eyes enlarged when I finally understood what was going on inside her little head.

"No Sunhee—" I stood up from my chair

"No way! Three people for one sholong." 

Please I wanna die.

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A/N

It is either I can't write or I wrote too much.

Nothing in between.

You asked for Romance, I gave you both Romance and Bromance (a little bit)

Poor Jin, dying from embarrassment.

Overlook the typos because it's too late to proofread (i mean, you guys do this everytime :')) )

Stay tuned to know what happened!

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