Chapter 7: Third Encounter

The passenger's door of a white RX-L Lexus SUV was shut close by it's owner as the male on the passenger seat exhaled a hiss. "Geez, at least I'm able to walk two days after Hoseok and I do it." Taehyung mumbled to himself as he walked to the driver's side to ignite the engine just by the press of a button. "Did you forget my clumpsy ass fell, and it HURT! I couldn't even breathe for at least fifteen seconds." Jimin dramatically rolled his eyes and faced the window to see how the climate was changing; snow was starting to fall.

After a drive over twenty-seven minutes of Taehyung and Jimin bickering about how they should've woken up earlier, they finally arrived at the building of Seesaw Studios; but late. The writer's phone was blowing up with notifications from Mrs. Jun his Literary Agent. The clock stroke 10am and Taehyung had parked his car before wrapping his right arm around Jimin's waist and helping the older male walk on steady feet since the fall from the previous night had really injured him (no fracture, just a big dark red and purple hematoma in his buttcheeks.) "What a great place for that." The writer sarcastically commented -white puff of air exhaling from his mouth as he talked-, but the younger male sighed at the sarcasm. "That will pass at least in a week or so. I read that it needs to be massaged so the blood stuck there can flow, but I ain't touching your ass."

"Geez Tae, I'll go to a professional masseuse. Shi- Hurry up we're already so late for my meeting and you have your work!" Jimin tried fastening his walking pace but ended up limping as he dragged the other male along the entrance of the building called Seesaw Studios. Upon entering through the glass doors, they were met with a well-organized lobby, a desk across the entrance and a woman instantly got up from her chair as soon as she saw the two males. "Mr. Kim, Mr. Park, We've been expecting you. I'll guide you to the meeting room." She had bright-almond hair and it was braided very neatly. From the tone of her voice, Taehyung knew she was a professional and not a receptionist who flirts on the job. "Please do, Mr. Park overslept and we're both late because of him." The rogue-pink haired male scoffed and elbowed his best friend for blaming him, when it was the other way around.

"Excuse me? You were the one who snoozed the alarm five times and then took almost one hour in the shower!" Jimin grumpled discontented with his friend's attitude. "Yeah, yeah. If you hadn't- Oh, please excuse us for our behavior ...Miss?" Taehyung paused his sentence before he said anything out of place and asked for the receptionist's name as they entered the opened elevator soon after the ding it made. "Mrs Byun. Byun Hae Ma." She politely bowed her neck and clicked on the close button at the right front wall of the elevator followed by pressing the number 24, and then lifted her left hand to reveal a golden ring that had a collection of three shining diamonds on top.

"You're married. That's nice." Jimin chuckled and leaned his head for support against the rogue-pink haired actor's shoulder. "Such pity, I could've taken you out sometime. I hope you're lover treats you well." Taehyung smirked followed by a wink. He was trying to flirt with the receptionist to see if he had an effect on her, but she simply professionally and politely smiled and refused. "I'm very happy with my husband, so I'd have to refuse your offer." As if on cue, the elevator's door opened with the ding and by now Jimin was having problems controlling his laughter at how his best friend had just gotten politely rejected even if he was just playing around.

"I like you Mrs. Byun, keep up the good work." Jimin bowed his head and followed behind her, his right leg limping even if Taehyung was helping him walk straight. "The meeting is in the room H-11." They passed through four doors that were large meeting rooms until they stopped in front of a white closed door. The receptionist knocked thrice on it and a low voice spoke "Enter" from the inside. She opened the door and bowed her head once only her body was facing all the people inside the meeting room. "Mr. Kim and Mr. Park have arrived." She bowed once again and the same voice dismissed her, before Taehyung and Jimin could have the chance to enter. She bowed and walked away leaving the other two males to politely bow their heads to her and face the crowd of men and women seated at a large glaced brown woodened table.

Taehyung revealed himself first and bowed his head, and helped Jimin maintain his balance as the writer now bowed. "We apologize for being late, we had some complications." Jimin slowly rose his gaze from the floor as he straightened his posture and met the eyes of his Literary Agent, Mrs. Jun -oh she was pissed. "I'm getting hanged again. Great." Jimin sarcastically joked in his thoughts and slowly let go of his best friend's arms for support. "Welcome to today's first meeting. Nice to meet you Mr. Park, and Mr. Kim, I'm Min Yoongi, the Director and Founder of Seesaw Studios." A man stood from his seat and walked his way to the two males that stood at the entrance of the meeting room.

The man called Min Yoongi wore a blue blazor over a white dress shirt with a mixture of red, orange and blue dots for design, a pair of long light brown slacks and black work shoes. He was smiling and because of the way his lips curved, his teeth revealed a gummy smile, and his eyes half-mooned into crescents. The color of his hair was a faded dark silver hair with blue highlights spreading from his roots until half of his hair tips, and from his choice of clothing, the highlights darkened. "Director Min, Park Jimin, Nice to meet you." Jimin extended his right hand and shook hands with the older man that was slightly taller than him but not by one or two inches.

"Kim Taehyung, It's a pleasure." The rogue-pink haired male extended his hand after waiting for Jimin to finish shaking the director's hand. Though, one thing had Jimin confused. Why was Taehyung still here and why did Director Min know that Taehyung would be there? There was only one answer.

"You biscuit! You didn't tell me you were part of the cast for the movie of my book!" Jimin half-whispered half shouted at his best friend, holding back laughter and the act of being surprised. "I'm honored to be part of the cast for one of my personal favorites, 'Just a Fling'. " Taehyung winked and Jimin rolled his eyes before glancing back at the table to find an empty seat where he can rest his body. As he found an empty seat beside Mrs. Jun, he slowly took a step forward with his left leg and held his back with his right hand.

"If you don't mind me asking, what happened to you Jimin-ssi?" That voice Jimin came to memorize in the back of his mind, that unforgettable low voice that's been clouding his thoughts for three days straight. "Shit!" Jimin missed his footing at the sudden question that none other than Jeon Jungkook had asked him; his heart stopped beating during the accidental fall because his body had lost control just from the voice. The writer's bodly slumped forward ready to impact the floor until two bodies came to his rescue and supported him by grabbing onto his body tightly yet carefully. "Careful Jimin. Don't let go of me, okay?" Taehyung gently held Jimin's left waist and the other male that had safely caught him was Director Min. "You alright Mr. Park?" Yoongi held Jimin's right shoulder and had his hand in front of the writer's stomach to prevent him from falling forward. "Y-Yeah, I had an accident yesterday. I slipped on my clothing and hurt my lower back, but it will pass. Thank you Director Min and thanks Taehyung." A certain level of heat crawled on the writer's cheeks as he avoided eye contact with the Director, not because he was shy from the skin contact, but because he was embarrassed of how he almost kissed the floor in front of the whole crew for the movie and all because he lost his cool when he unexpectedly heard Jungkook's voice.

"Be more careful next time." Yoongi worriedly said before letting go of the writer's body so he could go in front of the whole table while Taehyung guided Jimin into the empty chair beside Mrs. Jun, and now Jimin realized that Jungkook was sitting in the chair at his right.

"Tae, I'm fucked." Jimin whispered avoiding eye contact with the raven-haired actor that stared right at him from the chair he sat.

"Oh, don't you mean royally fucked? Remember what I told you, I warned you because I knew this would happen between you and him after watching the stares you gave each other at my birthday." Taehyung whispered back and sighed, soon sending a smile in direction of the raven-haired actor. Jungkook chuckled and crossed his left leg over his right as he stared at how Jimin's cheeks were bright pink and his eyes trailed down to the writer's thighs. "All Mine" He smirked at his thoughs but in reality he was slightly angered at how Taehyung was all close with Jimin even if the older was injured.

"Nice too see you again Jimin-ssi."