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taehyung hated his fucking job. he was good at it, for sure. amazing, even. and he got paid well but with every day the boy came closer and closer to the conclusion that it was not, in fact, worth it. but he needed the money to actually survive because god damn, the minimum wage was not enough.
there were some good aspects in this, he guessed. the boy had to walk a lot, so that kept him quite fit, taehyung could see many people during the day and annoy the shit out of them... and that was the end of the pros of his job. honestly, there were way too many cons: someone once poured out an entire carton of milk on his head when he got out of the apartment building. there was a time he got his nose broken by someone who closed their door right in his face. some people took it upon themselves to make him believe in a different religion. while taehyung was thoroughly and fully an atheist, the boy played really well a convincing jehovah’s witness.
taehyung had his charisma, most people listened to him talk just because of his looks and actually called the number on the shitty flier because of the promise of seeing him again in one of the meetings, which he really didn’t bother to attend - way too much time and effort. some people even looked entranced and invited him in.
“this is my job and i’m doing it just for the money. you can do it, tae,” he quietly murmured to himself and knocked on the door, putting on a friendly smile on his face. a girl around the same age as him opened the door visibly a bit dishevelled and surprised to see the boy at her door.
“god loves you and wants to do something special with your life. make sure of where you stand with him because he's coming back again,” he started his speech. “do you have some time to talk about our god - jehovah?” every time he said this same thing, taehyung felt like throwing up - you never get used to it if you don’t believe what you’re saying.
“oh christ, really?” the girl looked seriously disappointed in taehyung and - oh boy - did he understand her disappointment. the boy had had jehovah’s witnesses knocking at his door as well and it was a long time until they finally understood that taehyung himself was preaching the same thing - not believing it, obviously, but it still counted. “no, i’m busy.”
“at least take a booklet,” taehyung offered one to the girl, the photoshop on it was in a worse quality than when he was eleven and tried to edit his photos to look cool. but kudos to the person who was willing to do it, even if it was a mess. doing this job, taehyung had learned to appreciate everything people were willing to do - that also involved listening to him blabber.
the girl harshly pulled the booklet out of his hands and loudly and angrily shut the door. that definitely made taehyung wake up completely; until now he had been a walking zombie (protip: don’t stay up until 4 am playing overwatch if you have to wake up two hours later!).
taehyung quickly blinked, sighed and moved on to the next door. he hesitated a bit, thinking of quitting again, and knocked on the door. the boy heard a loud noise that sounded like someone had tripped and then keys dangling before the door opening.
taehyung was not ready.
taehyung was not ready to have the door opened by the hottest guy he had ever seen in his entire twenty-two year long life. taehyung was gay, he was really fucking gay and everyone who knew him knew that but what they didn’t know that he could turn into a panicked gay in less than two seconds.
“fuck this, you’re too hot to listen to my bullshit,” taehyung said without even thinking. that was the worst thing about him; around extremely hot people, taehyung was totally useless (except for his best friend jimin, the fucker was hot as shit but taehyung knew how to deal with him) and had barely any common sense and filter when he talked.
the hot guy just stared back for a while, as if trying to grasp the situation. that gave the poor gay a chance to look at him for a bit longer, this might be the thing that saves taehyung’s entire career and makes him want to go on - the possibility of meeting gems like this. the boy felt blessed - jehovah, is that you?
“what,” he said, not even in a questioning manner. the hot guy looked over at the booklets taehyung had in his hand, squinted a bit and then elevated his gaze back to meet taehyung’s eyes. “and i say that you’re too hot to be out preaching that, but yet here we are. challenge fucking accepted, come in and i’m going to listen to all of your material. i can listen even if i got a pretty face.”
the hot guy invited taehyung in and he went in almost immediately; the boy was a dumbass but he knew when to not pass up an opportunity like this. maybe he could charm the guy and they’d even end up exchanging numbers? an unlikely scenario, yes, but taehyung had always been a gaydreamer.
“there, sit down and tell me all about your agenda, i’m ready,” the hot guy said and flopped down on the other couch. taehyung sat down and took a deep breath, he had never been this nervous before starting to recruit people. but then again, there had never been such an eye candy sitting just a few feet away from him.
“god loves you and wants to do something special with your life. make sure of where you stand with him because he's coming back again,” taehyung started his monologue that suddenly sounded incredibly amusing and even more stupid than usual, if that was even possible. the boy really didn’t want to do this, not to him.
“compelling,” the hot guy hummed, holding back laughter. he took a deep breath, bit his lip and looked straight at taehyung: “please, continue. very interesting.”
and so he did. taehyung went on and on, quite embarrassed about his long and definitely boring speech. the boy only tried to tell himself that the guy had asked for this, taking it as a challenge to listen to him.
“no, you know?” he suddenly interrupted taehyung. “perhaps i am too hot to listen to this. your voice - yes, your looks - yes, but i’m gay, so i’m already destined for hell, so i don’t think there’s any point in trying to recruit me for your... religion. but you don’t believe this, do you? you, too, are too hot to both be straight and to be a jehovah’s witness.”
“obviously i don’t,” taehyung spilt. “i’m gay and i’m an atheist. but it’s good and easy money. if you don’t count in the broken nose and the ruined clothes from a whole milk carton,” taehyung laughed. there was no point in trying to convince the other, taehyung would rather somehow get his number, perhaps ask him out someday. he was too hot to waste an opportunity like that.
“okay, good,” he sounded... relieved? as if he had prayed for taehyung to not actually be a jehovah’s witness. “i’m jeongguk, by the way,” the boy offered taehyung his hand to shake. “do you, uhh, want some tea or coffee? you must be tired from walking door to door,” jeongguk asked. the
“taehyung,” the older smiled a boxy smile and shook jeongguk’s hand.
“do you, uhh, want some tea or coffee? you must be tired from walking door to door,” jeongguk asked. taehyung didn’t want to reveal the younger that he had only been the second person that he had gone to that day. and, to be completely fair, taehyung really was tired. he could fall asleep right on the spot if he wasn’t as motivated by money.
“coffee, if you don’t mind,” taehyung flashed a smile at the younger.
“wouldn’t offer, if i did. i’ll be back in a moment,” jeongguk winked, got up and left the room, leaving the older alone.
now it was time for taehyung to finally look at the boy’s flat - or at least the living room - better. design choices and the level of messiness tended to tell a lot about a person. for example, taehyung’s flat was a straight-up mess and so was his life. he knew that his friend namjoon’s flat was always clean, and that guy’s life was as collected as it could be. he seemingly had all the knowledge in the world about how to correctly do adulting. taehyung didn’t have even the slightest idea of it.
in a few minutes, jeongguk was back, carrying a cup of coffee in one hand and an energy drink in the other. the boy put the coffee in front of taehyung and then sat on the other couch, looking at taehyung suspiciously.
"so... why do you do, y'know, this? you could definitely get a way better job than this," jeongguk asked.
"i've got no schedule, i can wake up whenever i want and go around preaching whenever i want. plus the booklets really keep people away, so it's great. i don't have to fear anyone talking to me if they see jehovah plastered everywhere around me. and it's good money, y'know, i get quite a lot of people there. and it's actually fun going door to door sometimes," taehyung said, trying to make the situation better than it was. jeongguk would definitely pity taehyung if he said that it was the most boring job ever but the boy was just too lazy to get up in time.
"really? i'm willing to bet... a dinner that it's the most boring thing ever," jeongguk smirked. "i buy you a dinner if you prove me wrong, but if i'm right you take me out instead," he offered.
"alright, i'm in," taehyung would buy the boy a dinner at any time. he looked too ethereal for the boy to decline. the older would even be glad to win the bet. "so, are we going to go around together or how is it gonna work?"
"yeah, let me just change into something... more jehovah-ish and we can go. drink your coffee," jeongguk said and left taehyung alone again. the older was looking forward to seeing what the boy thought was jehovah-ish because he had already been wearing jeans and a plain white t-shirt, so it wasn't anything too inappropriate already.
taehyung got up, stretched and yawned loudly, then downed all the coffee at once. that ought to wake him up.
in a little bit, jeongguk walked back into the room and taehyung had to sit back down from the sight that was in front of him. the boy was now wearing a tight button-up shirt and black jeans that put a big accent on his thighs. if the older hadn't fallen in love with the first sight of jeongguk, then he had now.
"fuck," taehyung mumbled and got back up. "um, so, like, we're going?"
"yeah," jeongguk laughed.
***
"shit, you were right, it was fun," jeongguk said, laughing as they were walking back to the younger's apartment. "i have no idea how but it really was."
"i'm always right," taehyung winked and laughed too. in fact, the boy was more than just surprised that their day had actually turned out to be fun. taehyung guessed that it was because the boys were getting to know each other and kept telling each other jokes, the actual going door to door being put as a secondary objective.
"do you play overwatch?" jeongguk asked as they neared his apartment.
"are you kidding me? i'm an expert at it," he bragged.
"that's it, you're staying. i'm buying us chinese for dinner and we're playing overwatch. to quote twice, you've got two choices, yes or yes," jeongguk said, taking the older's hand and dragging him into the apartment.