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“Great news Jungkook,” Namjoon cheers as he sits down in his chair with a cup of coffee. “We managed to secure an interview with Park Jimin.”
“No way! You mean, Korea’s darling child actor that went-“
Namjoon slouches, voice low. “Off the handle? Yes. “
Jungkook mirrors Namjoon’s action, “Why are we whispering?”
“Let’s just say... we haven’t had the best relationship with Park Jimin in the past.”
“What do you mean?” Jungkook asks with the cock of his head.
“Well, anytime we’ve managed to get him to agree to a meeting, he’s always changed his mind last minute, never let a single one of our guys through the door, myself included.”
Jungkook hums, “I see.”
“Which is why,” Namjoon smiles, “We’re going to send you out to try.”
“What!” Jungkook shrieks “You’re kidding me.”
“Nope, we’ve already got everything in place.”
“Please Namjoon-ssi-“
“Joon,” Namjoon corrects
“Joon- I’m only an intern, I’m hardly qualified to take on an interview like that.” Jungkook rambles, “Besides, I’ll make a total fool of myself anyways.”
“Jungkook,” Namjoon stands up and circles his desk, kneeling next to the younger man. “You’re an amazing writer, being an intern doesn’t mean you lack the skill you need. You’re just polishing it so you can move to the next stepping stone. I was in your position once and look at me, I survived, you’ll be fine.”
“But it’s just so intimidating, Jimin was my Idol growing up.” Jungkook chews at his lip anxiously, how is he supposed to act natural around someone he idolized since he was a kid.
“And he puts his pants on one leg at a time, just like you and me. He’s harmless, unless he’s secretly an alien lizard person.”
The two men start laughing.
“But seriously, you’ll do fine.” Namjoon pats Jungkook on the shoulder supportively, easing some of the younger’s anxiety.
~~~~~
Jungkook exits the taxi he managed to hail, thanking the man with a curt nod before he speeds off. He turns his attention back to the two story mansion in front of him, worrying his poor lip. The neighborhood is a little outside of the main city, looking and feeling much too nice for a grubby city kid like himself.
He takes note of the barricade of security guards blocking the front door. So much for harmless, huh…
The young journalists shuffled toward the guards, flinching a bit when one of them takes a step towards him.
“I-I’m here for the interview with Park Jimin? My name is Jungkook” Jungkook tries, hoping not to get clobbered upside the head. The gruff man leans into what Jungkook deduces to be an intercom.
After a few moments, the man nods and motions for Jungkook to follow him. They walk through the large golden doors and through several spacious rooms. They finally stop at a door that’s slightly ajar and the security guard knocks lightly.
“Come in~” a sweet voice sings from the other side. The man pushes the door open and guides Jungkook in.
“Mr. Jungkook, sir.”
The owner of the voice, Park Jimin, smiles. “Thank you Seul-ki.”
Jungkook’s mouth falls open, dumbfounded. Jimin sits on a plush, pink couch. He has tasseled, ash blonde hair, and messy eye makeup; as if he’d worn it overnight. He also… isn’t wearing any pants underneath his oversized dress shirt. Jungkook turns his gaze to the side, feeling embarrassed.
“Come, sit.” Jimin motions to the chair across from him.
“So you’re the adorable intern Namjoon told me so much about. Jungkook was it?”
Jungkook nods, “Yeah, t-that’s me.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Jimin, obviously, but you can call me Jiminie-Hyung.” Jimin smiles brightly, eyes crinkling into crescent moons.
Jungkook is beet red, trying his best to formulate a cohesive sentence, but it’s all a series of word dribble. “I- You- well”
Jimin leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees, palms facing the floor. “Relax, take a breath Bunny. I’m not going to bite.” The man smirks, “Well, unless you want me to.”
Jungkook grows an even darker shade of red, visibly shaking now. “B-bunny?!”
Jimin throws his head back in laughter. “Ah, you’re too cute. Like an anxious little rabbit staring into the eyes of its predator.”
Predator?!
Jungkook clears his throat, “Shall we… start the interview?”
“Of course, let’s get business out of the way, then we can have fun.” Jimin teases
“S-so! Jimin-ssi, it’s a known fact that after your contract with Starprism Entertainment, you hit a bit of a rough patch-“
“So formal,” Jimin mutters as he tips his head back, before answering. “Yes, sadly I fell into the wrong crowd, let myself become something or rather, someone I wasn’t.”
“What kind of crowd did you follow exactly?”
The idol’s face sours a bit, “Let’s just say, it isn’t one everyone can handle. Too much self loathing, amongst other things.”
Jungkook took the response as an incentive to move on. “Okay, so after that, how did you recover?”
“Do we ever really fully recover? Coming out of a terrible situation, only to thrust yourself back into an even worse one is bound to screw your mind up somewhat permanently.”
“I suppose you have a point, but you had to have done something to get where you are now.” Jungkook counters
“Very true.” Jimin smiles softly, “I met the most beautiful person during what’s considered my rehab period.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, Min Yoongi-“
As if on cue, Yoongi saunters into the room and gasps, “Love, You got us a new toy? Oh, I love toys.” The blond claps his hands excitedly, disregarding the terrified look on Jungkook’s face
Yoongi drapes himself in Jimin lap, who starts petting his hair affectionately. “No Dear, he not our new toy,” The man pauses and glances up at Jungkook, “That is, unless he wants to be.
Jungkook’s eyes widen, “I-I n-no!”
Yoongi pouts, “No fair. He’s cute, want him all to ourselves.”
“I know Kitten, I know.”
Jungkook clears his throat and attempts to continue on with the interview. “A-anyway, you said you met Min Yoongi during your rehab?”
“Yup, I met this little angel during my program and we clicked immediately.” Jimin leans down to squish Yoongi’s plush cheeks. “My pretty Baby,”
Yoongi fidgets and whines, “Stoppp~ ‘M not pretty.”
“You’re right, you aren’t pretty.” Jimin says in a serious tone, “You’re gorgeous.” The blond in his lap explodes into a fit of giggles as Jimin peppers kisses along his face.
Jungkook holds back a coo, jotting some notes down instead. When he looks back up, two sets of warm eyes are trained on him. The journalists swallows hard before saying, “So, you’ve been out of rehab for…” Jungkook pauses, realizing he never found out the amount of time.
“A year and a half.” Jimin provides
“What have you been up to now? Have you found any new passions or goals you want to achieve?”
The pink haired man hums in thought, “Well I’ve been clean for over a year, and I’ve taken up dance again.”
Jungkook perks up, “Oh! You were a dancer previously?”
“Yeah, funnily enough, that’s what got me my first acting audition.” Jimin remarks
“And it made you extremely flexible~” Yoongi gushes while nuzzling into his lover’s chest.
Jimin chuckles deeply, a blush creeping onto the man’s cheeks. “Ah Yeah, that too.”
Jungkook snorts, but covers it as a cough. “Okay last question, do you have any plans for the future?”
“Hmm, I’m not sure. I’ve kinda just been living in the present ya know? I wanna enjoy each day to the fullest, especially if it’s with my lil kitten here.” Jimin leaves a kiss Yoongi on the crown of his head, causing the other to giggle.
“Babeee be serious.”
“I am being serious Love,” Jimin defends. He stretches and turns his gaze back to Jungkook, who’s deeply enthralled in his writing.
“Now that all that stuffy work stuff is over…” Jimin slips out from under Yoongi and stand up, approaching the young journalist. He pushes Jungkook’s notepad down, successfully getting his attention. “Wanna have some fun?”
Jungkook flushes and clutches his notes to his chest and stammers, “I-I shouldn’t… I can’t- that- that’d be so unprofessional!”
Jimin shrugs, “I won’t tell if you don’t.”
“I’ll pass- maybe another time,” Jungkook’s hand flies over his mouth.
“Oh? So you want there tobe a next time?” Jimin growls, turning to Yoongi. “You hear that Angel? Our lil Bunny wants there to be a next time.”
“Wait! That’s not what I meant-“
“Shh, there’s no need to be embarrassed.” The idol smiles, ruffling Jungkook’s hair.
“I’m so sorry, really, I didn’t mean it like that.”
Jimin plucks Jungkook's phone from his lap and adds his information into his contacts. He hands the device back and winks. “Call or text anytime, one of us is sure to reply and set up a time and date.”
“But-“
“Off you go now Baby Bun~” Jimin sing-songs. “Seul-ki, be a dear and show him out, pay for his taxi too.”
Jungkook waves his arms, “You don’t have to do that.”
Jimin merely winks and waves as the security guard leads Jungkook out of the room.
Once they’re outside, they manage to get a taxi and as requested, Seul-ki pays the driver more than enough to take Jungkook wherever he needs to go.
“T-thanks again Seul-ki-ssi.”
The man cracks the smallest smile and nods. “Have a safe trip.”
Jungkook grins and waves as the taxi pulls out, taking him back into the thick of Seoul’s bustling streets.