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Min Yoongi, 24 years old, the youngest and best photographer in the company.
What company, you may ask?
Well, the company, I.C.U, is known for their best Idol paparazzi shots in whole South Korea and also for their best -unknown- photographer S.U.G.A.
Yoongi, who always signs his pictures with the letters S.U.G.A decided from the beginning to not revel his identity because of the pictures he takes.
What kind of pictures he takes, you might ask?
Yoongi or S.U.G.A, is pretty persistent and doesn’t stop until he has the best, most unique pictures from idols. And with, best and most unique, Yoongi means, to reveal the unknown side from idols. Yoongi doesn’t like to compare himself as an stalker, but he mostly is. He takes pictures from idols in their most vulnerable states just as moments like, when they’re fighting, when they’re on forbidden dates, having secret One-night stands, having breakdowns or even illegal drug use. Does he feel bad? No. Nobody knows what the famous S.U.G.A looks like, not even the company theirselves, a man with brownish blonde hair and dimples, who calls himself -the personal assistant from the one and only S.U.G.A- always hands over the pictures in an envelope with the signature.
Of course the employees and even the boss himself wants to know who the famous photographer is, or what he looks like, but also doesn’t want to push he young -assistant-, too scared that he wouldn’t come back.
Yoongi has always loved to take pictures from people in their moments, where you can see their true feelings, their true faces. It didn’t matter to him if it was a happy or sad moment and as creepy as it sounds, he always loved the true, pure image from people he didn’t know, but as soon as he realised that he wouldn’t make enough money with just “happy” or ”sad” pictures from unknown people he decided to take a step further and take pictures from famous people around Seoul. At the beginning nobody wanted to buy his pictures because they were “too boring ” or “too normal” but one day as he was walking back home, around UN Village, where many idols had their homes, he saw, not one but two idols, not just that, but they were making out. Yoongi couldn’t believe his own damn eyes as he took “the” picture, “the” picture that made him secretly famous. The first ones who got to see the pictures were his best friends, Kim Namjoon, a tall, quite muscular guy, with deep dimples, Philosophy mature and Kim Seokjin, a build like Dorito, tall and handsome health mature. Namjoon was the one that had the great idea to send these pictures the quite known company I.C.U and made the contract, sending every now and then, new pictures from idols that weren’t common, what quote to quote: “will make the fans crazy.”
And not gonna lie they made good money and Yoongi was quite good at taking secret pictures.
Yoongi was currently taking a nap as Namjoon stormed inside his small apartment and if Yoongi didn’t already know that he wasn’t gods favourite, he definitely knew now as he feel off his bed and saw his own poor short life past his eyes.
“YOONGI, YOU CANT BELIE-“
Namjoon stood there completely motionless as he saw Yoongi lying on the floor, looking pale, if Namjoon didn’t already know that Yoongi was naturally pale he would be sure he was looking at a ghost.
“Hyung, why are you lying on the floor?”
Yoongi just breathed in and tried not to snap at the younger and slowly stood up.
“Can you maybe knock or ring next time? You almost gave me a fucking heart attack”
“Sorry, hyung...but I have big news! You won’t believe who will come to Seoul this weekend!”
Namjoon practically sang through the small apartment.
“You have to guess-“
“No, joon. I won’t play your stupid guess game, just tell me”
“But, hyung pls....”
Namjoon started to pout and he knew exactly that Yoongi is weak for his pouting best friend.
“Okay, is it IU?”
“no”
“maybe Sehun?”
“Nope...hyung you are not even trying!”
“Okay, okay....Hyungwon?”
“Close, but nope”
“Close....maybe jooheo-“
Namjoon was about to say a heartfelt nope but got shaken up by Yoongi.
“NAMJOON I SWEAR TO GOD, IF YOU DONT TELL ME NOW I WILL MAKE SURE YOU WILL NEVER SEE MONI EVER AGAIN-“
Namjoons jaw dropped at the threat his best friend made but closed it as soon as he reminded himself that even tho Yoongi looks like he wouldn’t care, he would never do something bad to his family dog or people that he loved.
Every time he had to describe his friend, he would picture him as a hard choco ball with a soft inside.
“Okay, no need to snap. There will be a showcase this weekend with dancers and singers all around south Korea to perform not only for their future but because one of the judges will be the most famous, most beautiful, most nicest- “
“JOON FUCKING TELL ME!”
“OKAY! It’s Jung Hoseok...”
“Who...?”
At this point Namjoon just stared at Yoongi, how can he not know -THE- Jung Hoseok?
“Hoseok... Jung Hoseok? The best and youngest choreographer, dancer, rapper, singer, producer,-“
“No, joon I don’t know him.”
“ARE YOU LIVING UNDER A DAMN ROCK??? MIN YOONGI YOU ARE DEAD TO ME!”
“Okay, okay Calm down- I’ll check him out. Is he really that famous? Would his pictures sell within minutes?”
“WHAAAATTT” Namjoons screams “NO- well, I mean technically...BUT NO!”
At this point Yoongi was just confused, why in the fuck was his friend screaming and looking offended like someone insulted him.
“Hoseok is like... or seems like the happiest person on this planet, like a fucking Sun walking on earth and I swear to god, if you ruin his career, I will beat you up!”
“And why the fuck did you tell me that he was coming here??”
“Because I was about to tell you that I will participate at the showcase-“
“Will you sing?”
“..No”
“Dance?”
“Have you ever seen me dance before?”
“Well, why would you participate if you can’t do neither of these?”
Yoongi asked, slowly losing patient.
“Ow, well I’ll just ignore that... I will rap-“
-Oh that made sense. Namjoon always had a quite interest in rapping. He used to freestyle all the time but since he started his Philosophy career he just..stopped.
“OH- , ehm...congratulations?“
Yoongi didn’t exactly know what to say, but he was happy his friend got an opportunity to show his talent, so he just clapped his hands and congratulated him...
“Sooo... no ruined careers for now?” Yoongi asked patiently waiting for an answer.
“No ruined career for him..ever” Namjoon snapped.
“Damn. Someone has a celebrity crush...”
At this statement Namjoons cheeks tinted red and looked caught.
“WHAT- NO... Hyung you know that I’m in a relationship!”
Oh, I might have forgotten to tell that Namjoon is in a relationship with no other that Seokjin aka Jin.
Those two were the reason Yoongi still had faith in true love... okay no, Yoongi doesn’t believe in “true love” or “soulmates”, but he’s gonna admit that these two are meant to be.
“I just said celebrity crush, doesn’t mean you’re cheating.” Yoongi clarified.
“And by the way, aren’t your classes starting at 3p.m ?” Yoongi asked with an shit-eating grin knowing his friend wasn’t gonna make it on time.
“Oh, fuck- “
Namjoon sprinted out the apartment with no other words.
Few hours passed as Yoongi sat on his couch with his laptop on his lap. He wanted to do some research, which idols were coming to town. When he suddenly stumbled to the news.
“The multitalented Jung Hoseok will arrive in Incheon International Airport, Seoul, South Korea today at 5p.m-“
he read out loud. Yoongi looked behind him at his clock “4:30 p.m. I still have some time left-”
He sprinted to his closet, almost fell over but luckily maintained his balance in time, he took his black mask, beanie, black jacket and his precious Canon 70-200 with high ISOs and a F2.8 zoom lens.
He quickly got into his car and drove to the airport, as soon as he found a perfect parking lot, he put on his beanie, he made sure his hair wasn’t showing and put his mask on. He made sure his car wasn’t too far but also not too near the event, so he didn’t seem suspicious.
As Yoongi slowly made his way to the event he started to feel uneasy a weird feeling in his chest, was he nervous? He has never been nervous....
As he arrived, he noticed that he forgot to look this Jung Hoseok guy up, so he didn’t exactly know how he looks like, he just hoped it was obvious.
A crowd was building up when Yoongi arrived so he quickly made his way to the front for a good shot. For the first time, Yoongi thanked his parents for being short, he managed being in the front row pretty quickly without any arguments. Yoongi was pretty impressed how many people showed up, not only Paparazzis but also fans and security. Damn, Yoongi was sure that this Hoseok guy must be pretty famous, but why did he never heard from him?
Suddenly there was screaming, Yoongi quickly moved his camera in front of him and was ready to take as many shots as possible- but suddenly, Yoongi was like in a trance everything around him moved in slow motion just like in those cringe ass rom-coms his mom used to watch. Yoongi slowly moved his camera out of his face, he couldn’t believe what was standing in front of him. A slight taller but smaller framed, brown haired, young boy, not a man, a boy, he must be even younger than Yoongi himself. He was slim but also a bit toned? But still smaller build than Yoongi, his skintone was like caramel or more like sun kissed, his eyes- oh god, his eyes were almond shaped, dark brown and- fuck, are his lips heart shaped?? Fucking damn, they were.... and on his upper lip was a small mole, oh- how Yoongi wanted to kiss this mole and those lips, neck, arms- arms?!-
Yoongi didn’t realise that he moved his mask down, his mouth wide open, looking like he just saw a ghost, well in fact, he was staring at someone or something, no way this person was actually a human being, indescribably beautiful.
But his absolut breaking point was when this guy, this guy called Jung Hoseok was looking at him. At this point Yoongi was sure that he probably died in a car crash on his way here because there was no way this guy was actually looking at him.
Yoongi came back to his sense as soon as Hoseok started to walk away, he quickly moved his camera in front of him and shot the first and only picture of Hoseok.
Yoongi was sure that he fell in love for the first time in 24 years.