Genre: angst, fluff, implied smut(Somewhere in the series)
A/N: Yay my first ever series!! I hope you guys like this too and I would love to hear anything that you have to say!! Feedback is always helpful!
I’m working on a track with him so come quickly. He’s going to have my head for this if he finds out so please don’t be so obvious. I’ll text you the location okay?
“I love you Jeon Jungkook!!”
It was your lucky day. The music producer that you chased around nearly 7 months for an interview was working with your baby brother. Jungkook was finally useful after 20 years of mischief.
Jungkook’s text with the location came just in time as you walked down the stairs of your apartment. You were anticipating this exclusive so you dressed up for it. You were wearing a light pink knitted sweater with a leather black mini skirt and ankle boots. Your makeup and hair even seemed to cooperate with you. Once you got off the taxi, you took a deep breath before walking in. You were guided to the recording studio where Jungkook was reading over the lyrics. You stepped in carefully and Jungkook noticed this. He came over to give you a hug and cleared his throat to get the producer’s attention.
“Uh Suga, this is Y/N. You know, my sister I’ve been telling you about?”
He swiveled his chair and looked up at you from his seat with one eyebrow up. He was looking at you up and down. You had heard of his reputation for being an asshole but this was just plain rude. But you were a professional. This was an interview that you couldn’t afford to lose. Suga had never been introduced in the media and this was your ticket to a promotion. Luckily, you’ve seen a lot of stuck-up stars and you weren’t one to get cold feet.
You merely smiled and introduced yourself. He nodded and went back to his business. You didn’t expect any grand hospitality but you couldn’t help feel a little offended. You sat down and watched as Jungkook went into the recording booth and worked. He was always a pain in the ass growing up but you were proud of your baby brother becoming a star.
“Again. I can do this forever you know Jungkook.”
Yup he was an asshole alright. He was making your brother go over the same line for the tenth time without any explanation. He was giving him a hard time on purpose. You felt the rage burn inside you but you clenched your fists to stay put in your place on the sofa. It was your brother’s career. You shouldn’t get in his business.
“Ugh. I’m going to take your sister out for a drink. In the meantime work on that damn verse.” He ruffled his dyed grey hair frustrated and got up to wear his jacket.
“What me?” You were surprised to hear him mention you. All this time you didn’t think that he cared a bit about you sitting there. He did barely say a word to you.
“What, does he have another sister?”
You quickly looked at Jungkook to find him completely worn out. You figured going out with Suga would give him some time to rest and maybe an opportunity for that interview. You followed him out to a fancy bar across the street from the studio. The waiter showed you in to a room where he went in like he had been here often.
He sat on the oval shaped sofa and you followed, sitting away from him to keep your distance. The waiter came back in with some expensive beer that you’ve never seen before. So this was the kind of stuff they drank. Suga drank some of his and laid his hands on his knee, staring at you with a grin on his face.
“So what do you want to know? Obviously you have questions ready. After all, you’ve been waiting for this for a while.”
For a split second you didn’t understand what he was going at. When you realized what he meant you took a sip of your beer and smiled back to hide your surprise.
“Of course I knew. Your name’s been in my mailbox every day for the last few months.”
“Then why’d you agree to meet me?”
“Curiosity I guess? Jungkook’s been blabbing about you.”
This got to you. Curiosity? You had your job on the line and he was here because of his curiosity? This pissed you off more than it should have but considering his attitude with you in the studio and him being a jerk to your brother, this was enough to set you off. You put on a stiff smile and answered back fiercely.
“I’ve been bugging you for 7 months and it only takes my brother yapping? God I should have tried this sooner.”
“I’ll grant you your exclusive.”
“Seriously? After 7 months now you’re agreeing? Why?”
“I didn’t know you would be this pretty.” On an ordinary day you would have blushed at this comment. After all, he was a celebrity. And not to mention pretty attractive. But it wasn’t an ordinary day and the guy was being an asshole so you were irritated by this. You scowled and shot back at him.
“So I should have posted my photo with my proposals. Thanks. Good advice for the next time I need an exclusive interview.”
“Are you always this fussy? I just told you you’re pretty.”
“Oh was I supposed to be flattered? Please. I love your music not you.”
“You’re not easy are you?”
There was a tense game of nerves going between the two of you but neither was going to back down. He may have a reputation but you had one also. There was a reason for you to be at such a high rank regarding your age.
“I’ve been working in this business for nearly ten years. I know how you celebrities play with people.”
“Oh so I’m a celebrity? Thanks.”
He had a smirk on his face which you ignored as you took out your notebook. You may not like him but he was the one with the upper hand.
“Did you always want to become a music producer?”
“Of course. The best job to get rich, famous and laid.”
That was it. He was not going to cooperate. You closed your notebook and gave him the evil eye. He had a smile on his face as he took a sip of his beer.
“You know what? Just forget it. Enjoy your drink.”
You got up to leave when he grabbed your arm. You looked down at your arm and then up at his face.
“Hey hey I’m sorry. I’m kidding. Well, not really. Sit down.” You struggled with yourself about what to do but you lost your pride to your promotion. You sat back down with your arms crossed. This was your last form of ego.
“You mentioned you love my music not me. Why?”
“Please even I’m not that narcissistic. My music.”
“Your lyrics. They’re honest and are relatable.” You hated to admit it but you really did love his work. He had a way with his words and melody.
“Hmm. Then why are you so desperate to do this interview?”
“Aren’t I the one that’s supposed to be doing the interview?”
“Let’s take that another day. I want to get to know you. After all, I don’t want to have an interview with someone that’s so hostile to me.”
Again, he had the upper hand. You clenched your fist and tightened your jaw out of frustration but showed a stiff smile nodding. You had to see this asshole another day.
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