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To say that Jeon Jeongguk was a scammer would be offensive. Jeon Jeongguk was creative. Jobless, short on rent and almost despairing Jeongguk had to find a way to earn money and earn it fast or Yoongi would have to kick him out for someone that could pay rent and Jeongguk was not going to be forced to move back home.
Being creative was his job, his education and his life so figuring things out shouldn’t be so hard. The only problem was figuring out a solution was finding something that would make him money fast.
When his epiphany hit him he was sitting on the couch, as per usual, eating noodles and watching some shit movie on netflix and he jumped up, almost spilling the noodles all over himself as he grabbed his phone
To: Yoongi Hyung
I have the solution to our money blip
From: Yoongi Hyung
this isn’t a blip this is a big problem.
if your solution is anthrr painting imma cri.
To: Yoongi Hyung
First of all, my paintings r gr8
Secondly no it’s not a painting
Third of all ill tell u when u get home
From: Yoongi Hyung
Ur paintgns r nice butt i cnat see wht
ur solutions might be ogher than paintng.
U fucked up tht deal w tht stuido remember
To: Yoongi Hyung
Learn to type. Get autocorrect pls.
Save me from reading this.
From: Yoongi Hyung
im at wrk i cnt b seen on my phone
Unless im @ break u know ths
I barely see wht im typong
To: Yoongi Hyung
Yeah I know but u srsly need autocorrect dude.
See you later.
Jeongguk put his phone down with a smile, texting Yoongi was always an experience to say the least. He finished his noodles off fast, practically inhaling them as the idea started forming and taking image in his mind. He was going to need a lot of rugs.
*
Yoongi sits on the sofa, confusion evident on his face as he watches Jeongguk dig through a huge box he’d dragged up the stairs after a visit to his grandma earlier that day
“So you’re saying...you wanna be like those weird ladies in the movies? With the fake accents and everything?”
“Why not? I mean there is a festival coming up this weekend and there will be a lot of people there, I already applied for a stand and all we gotta do is make it a little believable and very vague and we’ll be swimming in money”
“Yeah but Jeongguk…”
“No but’s! Yoongi please I need money, I have an idea. This might just blow up too so until I get a better deal with a studio that doesn’t try to take 50% off of my paintings once they’re sold I have nothing else! I haven’t even gotten any of the jobs I've been applying for...”
Yoongi stands up with a defeated sigh “fine kid but if I’m gonna help you, no eyeliner or anything alike goes near my eyes. At all. You’re the visual of this project I’m just gonna be collecting money”
Jeongguk nods with a huge grin plastered on his face. Finally things were looking up.
*
The Psychic stand was a hit at the festival. Mostly with girls but some guys wandered in as well and after the first day Jeongguk could see Yoongi was more than on board with this idea after counting the money. In the first two hours they’d made enough to cover the price for having a stand for 2 days and 8 hours later they had so much that Yoongi really couldn’t stop grinning.
As the sky got darker and people started getting cold their stand had really surged in popularity since the small space was warm and cosy enough for everyone willing to pay a bit to sit there and listen to Jeongguk ramble some vague things over a smoky crystal ball lamp.
Stepping into the stall was a bit of an experience. The only real light came from the lamp on the table made to mimic a crystal ball, and two candles on either side. The table was strewn with herbs and flowers that mixed with the smell of old rugs so Jeongguk was certain his hair and clothes would probably smell of herbal and rug mixture for a week.
Jeongguk himself was a sight to see as well, dressed in all black under a sheer purple jacket he’d found in a dollar store, and artfully decorated with shawls so that the only part of his face you could see were his eyes, lined carefully with black eyeliner. His hands were so loaded with rings and bracelets that at first he’d had a hard time moving them.
Yoongi had snorted loudly when he first came into the stall and laid eyes on Jungkook “you’re like a mountain of weird man”
“That’s kinda the point hyung. And who are you to talk anyway you look like one of those funky grandpas that spends half of his time travelling to weird places and wears every trinket he finds in those countries”
He motioned to the deep red robe Yoongi had put on over his turtleneck sweater and Yoongi shrugged, the chains around his chest jingling with the movement. His hands were also laden with rings and bracelets and he’d allowed Jungkook to put the tiniest amount of eyeliner on his eyes.
The only problem Jeongguk had was that this look suited Yoongi almost too well. He wouldn’t really have a problem with it if Yoongi hadn’t forced him into the sheer, unbelievably ugly excuse of a jacket and then buried him in shawls and called it “the psychic aesthetic. Gotta look mysterious”
So when Jeongguk had complained about it Yoongi had simply raised a brow and grinned “I’m the first thing people see Jeonggukie, I gotta look fuckable”
Now that there was only an hour or so left Jeongguk was starting to grow really tired. His eyes were droopier after a long day and they’d only managed to close the stall long enough for a short lunch break so he was starting to get really hungry.
He was startled out of his thoughts about food when Yoongi burst through the rugs “shit shit shit shit ” he hissed as he ripped a shawl off of Jeongguk and wrapped it around his head covering most of his face and hair.
“What’s going on?”
“Remember that guy I told you about, that one that replaced our old receptionist for the summer where I’m interning?”
Jeongguk nodded. He remembered after listening to Yoongi whine about his smile and how cute he was and “you know I love cute things Jeongguk how am I supposed to deal with this?”
“Well he’s here! With his friend! He’s heading this way and he doesn’t look too happy about it and what if it’s a date?? What if he’s on a date and I’m just staring at him every day at work like a creep like-”
“-hyung the stall isn’t soundproof you should maybe, get out there and talk to him?”
Yoongi looks over at him eyes wide and panic rolling off him in waves “yeah...yeah I’ll do that wow okay I can do this. No stress. Jesus Jeongguk what the fuck do I do”
Jeongguk just waves him off, amused to see his usually put together hyung lose it like this. It’s not long after that he hears voices outside and Yoongi’s weirdly pitched voice outside the tent and Jeongguk can’t help but snigger as he fixes his outfit.
Thanks to Yoongi stealing the shawl that had covered his face he struggled to clumsily wrap another one somewhat decently around the bottom half of his face, not bothering to cover his hair. He’d styled his hair that day for a reason.
The rugs around the entrance moved to the side as Yoongi led two boys in. They were around their age, both handsome though the taller one stood out to Jeongguk with golden tan skin and hair dyed a sandy blonde, cheeks a little flushed and dark circles evident under the huge brown eyes.
He looked around in awe while his friend stayed a bit behind, standing next to a very fidgety Yoongi. Jeongguk guessed that was Jimin, the cute receptionist.
The taller guy plonked down in front of Jeongguk and sent him the largest grin and Jeongguk hoped the damn shawl covered his cheeks because he could feel his skin heating up because never in his life had he seen anyone smile so bright.
He cleared his throat and took a deep breath, looking right into the man’s eyes who seemed to flush a little more as he gazed back unblinking, a tiny smile still present on his face.
“Hi! I saw you do palm readings!” Jeongguk almost startled at how deep and smooth his voice was. He grabbed his outstretched hand, gently, with both of his, turning it so that the palm faced up all the while staring right at him “what’s your name?”
He didn’t bother trying to make his voice sound huskier and deeper like he had all day. His throat was tired and scratchy and he didn’t want to sound stupid in front of a guy like this.
“I’m Taehyung!” Jeongguk smiled and looked down at Taehyung’s hand, resting still in his hands and traced his thumbs over his palms “I really didn’t expect you to be a guy, or so young. I was expecting a really old lady to be honest. But it’s nice. Interesting.”
Taehyung was the first customer to actually try to hold a conversation with him as he leant over the table closer to Jeongguk. His friend stood behind him, arms crossed and a bored expression on his face “Taehyung please don’t drag this out” he groaned as he rolled his eyes and Taehyung turned slightly, blowing a raspberry at his friend “I’ll take my time thank you. You can wait outside if you’re bored”
Jeongguk held one hand under Taehyung’s hand, like he’d done with so many people over the day, holding it still as he traced the fingers of his other hand over the lines in his palm, fascinated at how quickly Taehyung’s arm was covered in goosebumps “it tickles a bit when you do that”
He looked up seeing Taehyung watching him intently and in all his current greasiness, winked at Taehyung. From the corner of his eye he could see Yoongi face palming and Jimin next to him raising a brow, amused.
“You’ve recently been through some hardships” he started, noticing Taehyung’s eyebrows shoot up “you’ve lost some sleep and were confused for a while. Dont worry-”
Taehyung leaned a bit closer nodding, startling Jeongguk a bit as he was now sow close he could smell his cologne over the smell of herbs and flowers.
“-You’re going to figure things out, you might’ve already, even.”
Jimin was muttering something under his breath about how extremely easy this was and how gullible Taehyung was being but he ignored it, focusing more on how close Taehyung was.
Not once had Taehyung taken his eyes off him, staring at him a little more intense now that they’d started and Jeongguk felt his skin tingle under his gaze.
God he was attractive.
“You smell nice...or maybe it’s the tent I don’t know. You smell nice.” Taehyung murmurs and Jeongguk snaps his gaze up “w-what?”
Taehyung gives him a mischievous smile and moves his free hand so that it’s resting against Jeongguk’s arm “I swear to god-” Jimin cuts himself off and flails a little in exasperation but Jeongguk can’t really bring himself to care as Taehyung traces patterns on his forearm softly, making him shiver a little from the ticklish feeling.
Jeongguk raises his brow at Taehyung. Two can play that game.
“It might sound a bit cliché but love is just around the corner. You’ll find someone soon, a tall, dark stranger perhaps. Someone that will make you happy.”
Taehyung’s eyes are swimming with amusement as he giggles at that line. Jeongguk has to bite down on his lip to not start laughing with him as he grips Jeongguk’s wrist tightly, head thrown forward as he calms himself down “sorry, sorry. Keep going I wanna hear what cliché comes next”
His eyes are shining with mirth and he can’t wipe the grin off his face and Jeongguk smirks not really paying attention to his palm anymore, playing with his hand, slowly tracing circles against his inner wrist with the thumb of his other hand
“Hmm you’ll probably have a big family in the future, you’ll have at least two kids. You’ll be really happy.”
Taehyung nods and gives Jeongguk a look that can only be described as intense and Jeongguk forgets to breath for a second “I wanna hear more about that handsome stranger”
“I dont know about handsome, but tall, dark hair, probably good looking, likes art a lot...is probably an artist you know. You seem like the type who’d date artists.”
Yoongi groans in the background and Jimin rolls his eyes so hard he can probably see stars.
“Your friend, he probably likes lawyers.” Yoongi almost chokes, eyes shooting to look at Jimin who’s frozen on the spot, eyes wide and staring daggers into Jeongguk “yeah, he seems like the type who has a thing for guys that wear suits all day, know jargon and look a little nerdy but can still hold their own in court”
Jimin’s face is beat red and his fists are clenched by his sides “nah...Jimin doesn’t just like any lawyer, he only likes one” Taehyung exclaims, throwing his friend a teasing look.
“Jimin...his type I’m going to guess is short? Fair complexion, but a little hard to approach” Taehyung’s brows do shoot up at that and he gives Jeongguk a look “wow. I thought you were just bluffing at first but you’re good”
Jeongguk almost snorts out loud but manages to bite it back. Yoongi on the other hand is staring right at Jimin, eyebrows raised and eyes wide and Jimin is looking down boring holes in the ground with his eyes, flushed down to his neck.
“You see Jimin has a huge crush on this lawyer intern where he works, he really likes him especially after he found him sleeping on his desk and had to save his files from the drool-”
“Shut up!” both Yoongi and Jimin shout at the same time and Jeongguk does allow himself to snort at that, hands still tangled with Taehyung’s who has started to trace patterns again on Jeongguk’s arm “hmm that’s suspicious” he mutters, wiggling his brows at Jeongguk.
Jeongguk grins and Taehyung seems a little taken aback, a smile spreading slowly across his features “wow you’re really cute when you smile”
He reaches out, grabbing the shawl that had previously been haphazardly wrapped around Jeongguk’s face, and pulls it down a little more “you should show your face, you’d probably get even more customers like that”
They sit in silence for a moment, Jeongguk trying desperately to calm his pounding heart as Taehyung studies his face, barely even blinking, leaning in close again “so…” Jeongguk starts awkwardly, removing one hand from Taehyung’s to fiddle with his hair “So…” Taehyung repeats, grasping Jeongguk’s hand a little tighter in his.
“What are you doing later?”
Jeongguk almost swallowed his tongue trying to find something to say after blurting that out but Taehyung, now sporting a blush matching Jeongguk’s, smiled big and bright at him and Jeongguk forgot what words were.
“Hmm that depends. What are you doing later?”
If he wasn’t so struck by Taehyung already he’d find his repeating infuriating but he just smiled and tugged him a little closer by the hand “I have a few ideas” he murmured, free hand cupping Taehyung’s cheek, warm and soft under his hand “if this is okay with you?”
Taehyung’s eyes fluttered closed and he placed his hand over Jeongguk’s, moving his head to press his lips to his palm “more than okay. What kind of ideas?”
He looked through his lashes at Jeongguk who was certain no one had ever made him feel so hot and so excited from just a few minutes of vague clichés and hand holding.
He leaned in so their noses brushed “...food?”
Taehyung giggled again, closing his eyes “only if you kiss me first because I’ve been wanting to do that since your shawl slipped and I could see your face” his voice was barely above a whisper and Jeongguk moved his hand to the back of Taehyung’s neck, fingers tangling in soft hair “why didn’t you say so sooner?”
The kiss was soft at first, barely a brush of lips before he pressed Taehyung closer, parting his lips slightly to deepen the kiss, keeping it chaste until Taehyung pulled away to slant their lips together at a better angle, slipping his tongue past Jeongguk’s lips and deepening the kiss even further.
It wasn’t rough and fast and Jeongguk was so lost in it he didn’t know how long they spent just lazily moving their mouths together, slow and steady, pulling soft noises from Taehyung every time he let his teeth graze his bottom lip or slowed the kiss down even more.
As they finally broke apart, breathing a little heavier than before, lips swollen and foreheads leaned together Jeongguk couldn’t help but laugh.
“What is it?”
Taehyung brushed his hair out of his face and gave him a small, lingering peck “why are you laughing?”
“No particular reason”
“There must be something!” Jeongguk looks around the tent noticing that Yoongi and Jimin have disappeared, thankfully, somewhere else- he doesn’t know when, to absorbed in the private bubble around him and Taehyung but he hopes it was before the kiss. For their sake mostly.
“I was just thinking how well tonight turned out” Jeongguk blushes when he says it, a little bit embarrassed but the smile Taehyung gives him sends the butterflies in his stomach flying “yeah, same here” Taehyung says, standing up.
“So. How about that date then?”
“Date?”
“You were going to take me out for food, I’d say that’s a date.”
Ana (artofennun) drew Yoongi so if you want visual on his character click away!