Adult?
pairing: seokjin / yoongi. namjoon / jimin
genre: romance, slice of life, smut
rating: pg-15
length: chaptered
summary: simply a story about four different persons trying to depict a real meaning of a real adult.
is reaching an age above eighteen can be counted as a real adult?
is in relationship can be counted as a real adult?
is doing sex means that you're a real adult?
together they are trying out to find out the real meaning of an adult.
a/n: crossposted to aff and tumblr
chapter 1 - suit and tie
“I don’t need a lover.” a slight mumble came out from a mouth of a handsome man who wore a clean cut classy black suit across his room. Their voice was loud enough until he could hear them. He smirked slightly at his co-workers who were busy talking how his secretary finally get married soon then focused with his work. He didn’t really care about love as long as he got that high position in the big firm where he worked as an accountant.
“So, no congratulation speech for me, Mr Kim?” he looked up slightly with a sly grin on his face then focused again with his work. The higher the position is, the harder work he got. “I’m going to get married soon, Seokjin!”
The vice president of BigHit firm, Kim Seokjin, laughed at his whiny secretary as he put aside those paper works. He stood up and tidied up his black suit, not forgetting to take his fancy black backpack from the floor. Well, he’s humble enough to put his backpack on the floor. “Congratulation, Hoseok.” he grinned slightly then his hand made its way to the secretary’s shoulder, patting it lightly. “With Jungsook? Well, I knew it. You two showed me too many public display of affection.” he said as he took his smooth white iPhone six, shoving it into his pants’ pocket. “Especially some sexy scenes that’s worthy to watch.” he winked then made his way to go out from his room while laughing at his blushing secretary.
“Yah Kim Seokjin!” Hoseok groaned rather loudly, feeling annoyed at his boss’ teasing. “Where are you going?!”
“Gangnam.” he answered with a deep voice and the door closing’s sound closed his conversation with his best friend, who ended up as his secretary.
Seokjin laughed dryly as he opened the passenger’s door of his silky black Mercedes CLS to put his bag on the seat. “I don’t need a lover.” he mumbled, feeling unsure with his feelings now. Well, he didn’t care. The mighty Kim Seokjin didn’t need a lover. He had it all; money, high position, fame, and handsome face. He got it all. He didn’t need a lover, he guessed. “Yes, I don’t need a lover.” he sighed but the real thing happened when he stared down at his shoes after closing the car’s door.
“Oh shit, I’m so sorry!” he frowned slightly at the pale guy who just bumped his back into his chest and it ruined his suit a little bit. “I’m so sorry, really!” he bowed deeply to him and the brunette almost swore at him but he quickly shut his mouth up at the sight of the guy who just bumped him. Was a pale guy really his thing?
“It’s okay.” he flashed his sweet smile at the pale guy, considering how cute he is in his eyes. “You’re a photographer?” his index finger pointed at the SLR camera that hanging on the pale’s neck, asking him in a curious way.
“Yes I am.” the pale guy smiled and the sun who randomly shone brightly today upon them made the photographer’s skin glowed beautifully and secretly, the mighty Kim Seokjin adored that. “My studio is across this Bighit firm building.” his raspy voice even sounded so good in his ears. “Suga’s sight. That’s my studio.” he pointed at the small building across the huge building where he works.
“Ah I see.” Seokjin nodded slightly with a smile still formed on his face, silently gritting his teeth to remind himself that he didn’t need a lover. “Well, I have to go. See you later?”
The pale stranger answered him with a slight nod and the accountant hurriedly got inside his luxury car then turning the engine on. Yes, better to close this conversation rather than kept talking to each other because Seokjin needed to make himself sure that he didn’t need a lover.
“Shit.” he cursed under his breath, feeling so helpless because of a good-looking certain stranger who bumped him accidentally. “What’s wrong with me?” he sighed deeply then took his phone from the pocket. His thumb pressed the password of the phone as he looked at the sight in front of him; traffic jam.
Reading an article seemed the best solution for the brunette to wait for the traffic jam. “What’s the news today?” he mumbled, not really paying an attention to the phone screen and his thumb brushed on a weird article in Naver.
“Are you really an adult?” he read the article’s title, showing an interest into it. “Sounds interesting.” he smirked slightly and read the article but soon he frowned again because of a certain sentence. “Is in relationship really makes you an adult?” he closed the internet browser and threw his phone into the passenger’s seat. He felt so fuck up. Really fuck up.
“What do you want to order, sir?” Seokjin looked at the menu after his eyes done traveling at the fancy sight in front of him. Luxurious cars, luxurious houses, elegant people and here’s he sitting inside the luxurious coffee shop. Well, this is Gangnam. Everything’s fancy.
“One cup of a hot vanilla latte. Less coffee, more milk.” he said as he closed the menu book. A cup of coffee could relax his mind from works and love, he guessed.
“Oh! It’s you!” Seokjin’s ears perked at a somehow familiar raspy voice and with a much surprised, the pale photographer already sat in front of him while ordering a cup of an Americano. “What a surprise that we meet here!”
Seokjin smirked at the stranger, somehow he loved the game that had just started. “Indeed a pleasant surprise.” he grinned. “It’s rude if I don’t introduce myself to you.” he loosed his tie slightly to look more comfortable in the stranger’s eyes. “I’m Kim Seokjin, currently working in the accounting division as an accountant in Bighit firm, the huge building across your studio.”
The stranger smirked too at him while playing with the strap of his camera. “I’m Min Yoongi and I’m a photographer. I have my own little studio across your huge building, Seokjin-ssi.” the photographer named Yoongi introduced himself and secretly Seokjin enjoyed how his name rolled on the photographer’s tongue. “Pleasant to meet you anyway.” he added. “Anyway how old are you?”
“Twenty six.” Seokjin said it with such a confident in his voice tone. Of course he’s confident. He has everything in such a young age. “How about you, Yoongi-ssi?”
“Twenty five.” the accountant nodded slightly, liking the fact that Yoongi looked younger than his real age.
Oh, how interesting the game is. But it’s not over yet.
genre: romance, slice of life, smut
rating: pg-15
length: chaptered
summary: simply a story about four different persons trying to depict a real meaning of a real adult.
is reaching an age above eighteen can be counted as a real adult?
is in relationship can be counted as a real adult?
is doing sex means that you're a real adult?
together they are trying out to find out the real meaning of an adult.
a/n: crossposted to aff and tumblr
chapter 1 - suit and tie
“I don’t need a lover.” a slight mumble came out from a mouth of a handsome man who wore a clean cut classy black suit across his room. Their voice was loud enough until he could hear them. He smirked slightly at his co-workers who were busy talking how his secretary finally get married soon then focused with his work. He didn’t really care about love as long as he got that high position in the big firm where he worked as an accountant.
“So, no congratulation speech for me, Mr Kim?” he looked up slightly with a sly grin on his face then focused again with his work. The higher the position is, the harder work he got. “I’m going to get married soon, Seokjin!”
The vice president of BigHit firm, Kim Seokjin, laughed at his whiny secretary as he put aside those paper works. He stood up and tidied up his black suit, not forgetting to take his fancy black backpack from the floor. Well, he’s humble enough to put his backpack on the floor. “Congratulation, Hoseok.” he grinned slightly then his hand made its way to the secretary’s shoulder, patting it lightly. “With Jungsook? Well, I knew it. You two showed me too many public display of affection.” he said as he took his smooth white iPhone six, shoving it into his pants’ pocket. “Especially some sexy scenes that’s worthy to watch.” he winked then made his way to go out from his room while laughing at his blushing secretary.
“Yah Kim Seokjin!” Hoseok groaned rather loudly, feeling annoyed at his boss’ teasing. “Where are you going?!”
“Gangnam.” he answered with a deep voice and the door closing’s sound closed his conversation with his best friend, who ended up as his secretary.
Seokjin laughed dryly as he opened the passenger’s door of his silky black Mercedes CLS to put his bag on the seat. “I don’t need a lover.” he mumbled, feeling unsure with his feelings now. Well, he didn’t care. The mighty Kim Seokjin didn’t need a lover. He had it all; money, high position, fame, and handsome face. He got it all. He didn’t need a lover, he guessed. “Yes, I don’t need a lover.” he sighed but the real thing happened when he stared down at his shoes after closing the car’s door.
“Oh shit, I’m so sorry!” he frowned slightly at the pale guy who just bumped his back into his chest and it ruined his suit a little bit. “I’m so sorry, really!” he bowed deeply to him and the brunette almost swore at him but he quickly shut his mouth up at the sight of the guy who just bumped him. Was a pale guy really his thing?
“It’s okay.” he flashed his sweet smile at the pale guy, considering how cute he is in his eyes. “You’re a photographer?” his index finger pointed at the SLR camera that hanging on the pale’s neck, asking him in a curious way.
“Yes I am.” the pale guy smiled and the sun who randomly shone brightly today upon them made the photographer’s skin glowed beautifully and secretly, the mighty Kim Seokjin adored that. “My studio is across this Bighit firm building.” his raspy voice even sounded so good in his ears. “Suga’s sight. That’s my studio.” he pointed at the small building across the huge building where he works.
“Ah I see.” Seokjin nodded slightly with a smile still formed on his face, silently gritting his teeth to remind himself that he didn’t need a lover. “Well, I have to go. See you later?”
The pale stranger answered him with a slight nod and the accountant hurriedly got inside his luxury car then turning the engine on. Yes, better to close this conversation rather than kept talking to each other because Seokjin needed to make himself sure that he didn’t need a lover.
“Shit.” he cursed under his breath, feeling so helpless because of a good-looking certain stranger who bumped him accidentally. “What’s wrong with me?” he sighed deeply then took his phone from the pocket. His thumb pressed the password of the phone as he looked at the sight in front of him; traffic jam.
Reading an article seemed the best solution for the brunette to wait for the traffic jam. “What’s the news today?” he mumbled, not really paying an attention to the phone screen and his thumb brushed on a weird article in Naver.
“Are you really an adult?” he read the article’s title, showing an interest into it. “Sounds interesting.” he smirked slightly and read the article but soon he frowned again because of a certain sentence. “Is in relationship really makes you an adult?” he closed the internet browser and threw his phone into the passenger’s seat. He felt so fuck up. Really fuck up.
“What do you want to order, sir?” Seokjin looked at the menu after his eyes done traveling at the fancy sight in front of him. Luxurious cars, luxurious houses, elegant people and here’s he sitting inside the luxurious coffee shop. Well, this is Gangnam. Everything’s fancy.
“One cup of a hot vanilla latte. Less coffee, more milk.” he said as he closed the menu book. A cup of coffee could relax his mind from works and love, he guessed.
“Oh! It’s you!” Seokjin’s ears perked at a somehow familiar raspy voice and with a much surprised, the pale photographer already sat in front of him while ordering a cup of an Americano. “What a surprise that we meet here!”
Seokjin smirked at the stranger, somehow he loved the game that had just started. “Indeed a pleasant surprise.” he grinned. “It’s rude if I don’t introduce myself to you.” he loosed his tie slightly to look more comfortable in the stranger’s eyes. “I’m Kim Seokjin, currently working in the accounting division as an accountant in Bighit firm, the huge building across your studio.”
The stranger smirked too at him while playing with the strap of his camera. “I’m Min Yoongi and I’m a photographer. I have my own little studio across your huge building, Seokjin-ssi.” the photographer named Yoongi introduced himself and secretly Seokjin enjoyed how his name rolled on the photographer’s tongue. “Pleasant to meet you anyway.” he added. “Anyway how old are you?”
“Twenty six.” Seokjin said it with such a confident in his voice tone. Of course he’s confident. He has everything in such a young age. “How about you, Yoongi-ssi?”
“Twenty five.” the accountant nodded slightly, liking the fact that Yoongi looked younger than his real age.
Oh, how interesting the game is. But it’s not over yet.