[ a/n: GUESS WHO'S GOING TO LAND OF OPPARS TMR. AYAYAAYYAYA ME!!! i can't believe im going to breathe the same air as BTS omg omg omg. WISHING SO HARD THAT I'D RUN INTO THEM WHICH IS HIGHLY UNLIKELY TO HAPPEN AAAAA ]

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The art exhibition launching event day came.

The space was filled with the media, invited guests and ARMYs. When Yerin and I stepped inside the room, the camera lenses shifted towards us.

"Isn't that the girl Kim Taehyung had a scandal with?"

"She's that rumored sasaeng unnine!"

"It's the youngest daughter of SAMSUNG."

"Oh my god! The nation's most popular beauty blogger is also here!"

The crowd literally ran towards us, which freaked the two of us out. We both knew we were gonna get bombarded with questions.

After all, I had the sasaeng rumor and my family members are public figures. Also, what do you expect from Yerin? She runs a very successful beauty products company and is also a very famous beauty blogger. She became the most popular blogger in Korea after Pony's retirement.

"Uh. Hi guys.", I gave an awkward smile, all huge ass mics surrounding us. "Can you give us a clear statement of why you are here at Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook's exhibition?", one of them asked.

"Aren't we allowed to?", Yerin frowned, causing the interviewer woman to gulp. The woman was quite taken back by her question. She was very aware of the fact that Yerin is a korean version of Jeffrey Star. Very snappy and blunt.

"No-no. We are just curious. We've never seen you guys supporting public figures-"

"Well, you have now so can you please make way for us to go see our friends' work?", Yerin snapped, causing the woman to nod curtly and step aside. The others did too.

We walked away from them and decided to look around. "Those bitch ass media. Hated them ever since they pushed me at KBS showcase.", Yerin mumbled, causing me to laugh. "You sure do hold grudges.", I laughed.

"I am the devil's child.", she grinned and I rolled my eyes. "Sure sis."

Taehyung's paintings were so beautiful. His aesthetic was soft and gentle, mixed with contemporary art. It was absolutely breathtaking. "So Taehyung.", I whispered with a smile, admiring the artwork in front of me.

"Kyaaaaa~", I heard a squeal, which I was too sure who it belonged to. I saw Yerin running towards me, totally hyped up. "I love Jeon Jungkook. I love Jeon Jungkook. I love Jeon Jungkook.", she chanted.

"I know???", I gave her a duh look. "He's perfection. Literally perfection! His photography is legit lit oh my god. It looked like some beauty god made it. Wait- he is a beauty god. Ah, I love a man with talent.", she rambled, causing me to laugh out loud.

"Thank you.", we heard a chuckle, causing us to immediately turn around. There stood a cute smiling bunny, Jeon Jungkook and hot as fuck Kim Taehyung, his hair slicked back and in a fucking suit and tie.

I was staring at him like some delicious meal while Yerin blushed into shades of red. "You-you heard everything?", she squeaked, eyes wide. "Everything.", he confirmed and she screamed, immediately hiding behind me.

I laughed, shaking my head. "Oh. Look what you monster did.", Taehyung pretended to look horrified, staring at Jungkook. "Hey-what did I do?!", he asked in disbelief.

"Don't worry, Jungkookie. She's just shy around you." I paused, rethinking for a second. "Well, only shy around you.", I corrected, earning a pinch on my waist from behind. "Ow! Bitch.", I pulled the girl to the front, glaring at her.

"I'm not shy.", she huffed, pouting her lips. I glanced at Jungkook and saw him looking at her with such a fond smile. "Hey. I remember you.", he said, causing Yerin to immediately to look up, eyes wide. "You-you do?", she asked and the boy nodded.

I could not help but coo at the sight of the two of them standing face to face. It looked so perfect for some reason. Not saying this because she's my best friend.

"Hey.", I heard a deep voice, causing me to glance up at the voice's owner. "Let's look around. Leave them be.", he smiled. I looked at the two and saw them making a natural conversation, Jungkook laughing here and then.

"Sure.", I said, earning a grin from the man.

We walked around and Taehyung took me to an area where it says 'NO ENTRY' sign stuck on the door. When he opened the door, I stopped him from doing so. "Taehyung, it says NO ENTRY!", I said and Taehyung furrowed his brows. "I'm the owner???", he said and I mouthed an 'O', before letting out a sheepish smile.

We entered the dark room."Taehyung! Don't tell me you're gonna rape me!", I gasped, hands on my mouth. "What-Minhee, what the fuck?", he let out in disbelief and I laughed out loud, ruffling his hair.

"Just kidding.", I stuck my tongue out, before walking away from him. Taehyung scoffed and switched the lights on. The moment he did, I let out a gasp of surprise, my big eyes scanning around the room.

Photographs... Photographs of me...

I glanced back at him, who was leaning his back against the wall, smiling. "What do you think?", he asked, now walking towards me.

"It-it's incredible.", I said softly. "When did you take these even?", I asked in awe, eyes looking around the room again.

"I'm sorry I didn't ask your permission and took pictures of you. But you agreed to be my model, didn't you?", he winked and I laughed. "Yeah. I did. I'm surprised these snapshots of me came out so nice. They would even be nicer than the ones I pose anyway.", I said.

The pictures were from the day of press conference, when I was sleeping on his car and a brand photoshoot. I had zero idea that he was taking pictures of me.

"Why would you hang pictures of me on the wall? Is that part of an exhibition? I am a beautiful piece of art after all.", I wiggled my brows, teasing him.

I was staring at him with that cheeky grin on my face, standing close to him. Taehyung was very silent, just staring into my eyes with those glazed eyes of his.

"Yeah. You are indeed a beautiful piece of art.", he said and my smile fell, my heart now racing inside my chest. He pulled me closer towards him by my wrist, earning a small gasp from me.

"And I don't mind staring at it all day.", he rasped into my ears.