"I know it's last minute but would you two mind filling in?" your new boss, Mr. Lim, pleads to you and Jeffrey. It's refreshing having a superior that asks for permission rather than barking out orders.

"Of course we will," you smile, Jeffrey nodding in agreement. Having a boss that treats you well and respects you is a game changer. It makes you actually want to work harder for him.

You were introduced to Mr. Lim last month, you're walking into your fifth week at work. Honestly he looks like he could be an idol too, his sharp jawline and broad shoulders make him incredibly attractive. He has thick black hair that gets slicked back every day and his legs are long, giving him around 185 centimeters of height. He's older but not by much, maybe 6 or 7 years.

Not only is he good looking, Mr. Lim is fluent in six different languages, and he's great with people. He became the supervisor for HYBE's translators at a pretty young age with his brains and people skills.

Normally you and Jeffrey handle translations behind the scenes, but today two employees called in sick from a stomach bug.

"You guys are life savers," he breathes out. "We need one translator to go with BTS and one translator to go with TXT. Jeffrey, I'll have you go with BTS so there's no conflict of interest."

Mr. Lim is aware of your relationship with Namjoon, and the company has made it clear they won't allow you to translate for them in public spaces. Apparently Namjoon makes it too obvious, looking at you like a puppy whenever you're around.

"That's fine," you grin, clapping your hands together. "I'm excited to meet TXT as well."

"Okay great," he flashes his perfect smile that makes you swoon, it even affects Jeffrey. You're pretty sure half the department has a crush on him. Hell, you can't even blame them. "Let's meet back here in about twenty minutes and I'll drive you to the venue."

"Oh my gosh this is so exciting!" Jeffrey squeals like a girl, grabbing your hand as Mr. Lim walks away. "I haven't seen any of them since the bar."

"You're going to get to meet Jungkook before I do," you laugh, tossing your head back. JK made Namjoon listen to him whine for an hour straight when he found out the two of you had left just ten minutes before he arrived at Yoongi's. Then the very next day JK flew to Los Angeles to write and record a song with Bruno Mars; he's been gone this whole month and apparently he just got back yesterday.

You and Jeffrey gather your things and grab a quick snack at the company cafeteria before heading out to Mr. Lim.

"[Y/N]!" you hear an annoying voice from behind.

"Hey Nari," you smile uncomfortably. You haven't seen much of her the last month, she's been helping other groups with their stage lighting and performances. She's said hi to you a couple of times in passing but that's it. Nothing else inappropriate has gone down so you're really starting to wonder if you made the whole thing up in your head.

"Are you guys heading somewhere?" she asks, pointing to your work bags.

"We're going to help out with today's magazine interviews," Jeffrey smiles as he grabs some onigiri from the shelf for the two of you.

"I'm so jealous," she pouts, stomping her foot. "I haven't gotten to see Yoongi much lately."

Nari and Yoongi had apparently started telling the staff about them, and fortunately Nari was wrong about anyone treating her differently. BTS and their staff are very close, and they trust each other — according to Namjoon no one seems to mind. Yoongi is able to hide his fondness, unlike Namjoon, so there's no issues with them working together.

"They have a break next week," you say to her, the three of you heading towards the doors. "Hopefully you'll get to spend some time with him."

You also haven't seen Namjoon that much. He does come home most nights but it's usually around 11 or midnight, either when you're already asleep or he's too exhausted for much conversation. Regardless of the little time you two have spent together, things are still great. There have been a few nights where Namjoon was able to get off early, or take a half day during the weekend, and he spent it showering you with love and affection, making sure you knew you were loved both emotionally and physically. One day he was even able to take you to one of his favorite museums, the director allowing him to show you around after hours. You had no idea what he was talking about, but the sparkles in his eyes as he spoke so passionately about the artwork made you swoon.

"Yeah I hope so," she sulks, walking next to you.

"You guys ready?" Mr. Lim asks. "Oh, hey Nari."

"Hey Mr. Lim," she smiles softly. "I'm going to head back, but it was nice seeing you again [Y/N]!" she says, waving goodbye as she slips away.

"Maybe it really was all in my head," you mumble to yourself.

"Alright let's go," Mr. Lim says, leading you two towards the garage.

The ride is only about twenty minutes long, and Mr. Lim spends the entire time explaining to both you and Jeffery about how things would work once you arrived. Apparently there will be both group interviews and individual interviews. There will be a director there, and Mr. Lim pretty much told you to follow his direction no matter what. He's incredibly skilled with his time management, making sure everything flows accordingly.

You and Jeffrey step out of the vehicle, Jeffrey dressed in a black button up tucked into black slacks, while you're wearing a simple black office dress that extends halfway past your thighs. When you first moved to Korea you thought it was so odd that women could show so much leg in such a conservative country, but that's normalized here.

"Oh fuck," you groan under your breath. "I forgot my badge."

"Here," Jeffrey chuckles, pulling an extra lanyard from his bag. "Take this one, it's Boram's old one."

"You're a lifesaver," you grin.

Mr. Lim leads the three of you through the back entrance, and you're shocked to see how many news reporters and fans are present, standing outside the buildings in hopes of catching a glimpse of the idols.

You walk behind Jeffrey, entering through two large doors that open up to a spacious room with tarps and cameras everywhere, multiple staff members bustling around trying to get everything ready.

Your breath hitches as your eyes immediately find your boyfriend, laughing at Taehyung while he gets his hair done. He looks incredible in his tan suit, the jacket top open with a white dress shirt tucked into his slacks. Taehyung also looks incredible next to him, in a similar outfit but sporting a burgundy suit. You see all of the members sitting around, including Jungkook.

Maybe I'll finally get to meet the golden child, you grin to yourself.

You wish you could say hi but Mr. Lim directs you towards the other side of the room, wasting no time getting you away from Namjoon. Your attention is easily taken as you walk up to Soobin and Yeonjun.

"Guys, this is [Y/N]," Mr. Lim says to them. "She's going to be filling in today since Summer couldn't make it." Summer is their usual translator for things like this — it's usually better to keep the same translators around so they know your habits and mannerisms when speaking.

"It's nice to meet you," you smile, giving a small bow. "I look forward to working with you."

"We appreciate you coming so last minute," Yeonjun smiles, making your heart flutter a little.

They're both in black tuxedos, looking absolutely dashing with their hair styled messily.

"I was happy to," you grin.

Unfortunately there's not much time for chitchat, as the director begins ushering everyone into their places. You're immediately thrown into translating as the American interviewer begins his questions. You're a bit nervous at first but it doesn't take long to get into a good rhythm. The interviewer is very calm and casual, it helps put you and TXT at ease, smoothing the process.

You then move on to their individual interviews, getting to know each of them a little more. It's fun getting to hear their answers directly, rather than being cut into snippets for the magazines. Beomgyu makes you laugh the most, making it hard to keep a straight face the whole time.

The entirety of your services takes about 4 hours, leaving you exhausted from so much concentration.

"Thank you so much," Soobin smiles, giving you a bow. "It was so easy to work with you, we hope we'll get to see you again."

"I'd love that," you beam at his compliment. "You guys are so fun to work with, hopefully I'll get another opportunity in the future."

They all give a small bow and head towards their changing rooms. You let out a long sigh, thankful you get to turn your brain off for a little while. You turn around and gasp as you're met with a staff member moving one of the cameras, almost smashing it right into you. You slip back and the lanyard around your neck snaps off, getting caught by some metal part protruding from the camera and it flies away a few feet in front of you.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," the nervous intern says to you. "Are you okay?" Her big doe eyes look so sweet and innocent; she can't be more than twenty years old.

"Oh man that was a close one," you giggle, hand over your chest. "Yes I'm fine, just be careful."

"Yes ma'am," she bows, scurrying away in embarrassment.

You walk over to Boram's badge and you're met with a tattooed hand reaching down to pick it up for you, flashing a bunny smile as he stretches his arm out.

"Here you go," he says warmly.

Your jaw slacks as you see THE Jeon Jungkook standing in front of you, looking sexy as hell in his blue suit with the top three buttons of his cream dress shirt undone, exposing his collarbones and the top of his chest. His lip ring shines next to his pearly white teeth, making him somehow look like a devil and an angel.

Jesus Christ this man is not real.

"Thank you," you smile softly, grabbing the ID badge.

"I'm Jungkook," he says, still grinning at you. "I already know your name."

"And I already knew yours," you laugh, snapping the lanyard back around you.

"Are you okay?" he asks. "I saw what happened."

"Yeah, it just scared the shit out of me," you exhale.

"Hey," you jump as a hand clamps down on your shoulder and look up to see Mr. Lim with an apologetic look on his face. "I know you thought you were done but I need one more interview translation."

"Mr. Lim, my brain is fried," you whine, throwing your head back.

"I know," he frowns, "but it's for Jungkook. TXT only has five members so your interviews went by quicker than Jeffrey's. The director wants you to finish his so we can all get out of here on time. I know I said you wouldn't be with BTS but I have to follow what the director says."

You glance back at the gorgeous specimen standing before you.

"Okay," you sigh. "Only because it's him."

"Thank you," Mr. Lim smiles, heading in the other direction.

You see Jungkook's cheeks flash a pale pink before he smiles again and walks towards you, snaking his arm around your waist to turn you around. You flinch a little as his big hand presses against your lower back, his chest brushing slightly against your shoulder. "It's this way," he says, ushering you forward.

It's a good thing you're head over heels for his leader because damn he smells good. He keeps his hand on the small of your back as you two walk through the crowd of people. You're surprised at how much he's already touched you in the span of thirty seconds, but both Namjoon and Taehyung had warned you he's a touchy guy.

"Here we are," he says, gesturing towards one of the interviewers.

You give him a soft smile and nod, walking towards the chair adjacent from the couch Jungkook will sit on.

JK waits for you to get comfortable before he takes his spot on the red leather couch, leaning back with his arms up on the back cushions, confidently manspreading as he tongues his cheek. You hear half of the women surrounding him gasp and squeal, taking in the sight of the hunk on the couch. He really does look unnecessarily sexy.

Your breath hitches as he looks over at you and smiles. But it's not a bunny smile. It's a smirk, and he dances his tongue across his bottom lip as he looks at you.

Your face flushes as you look somewhere else, very confused by what's happening.

"Oh my god he looked at me!" you hear a girl squeal from behind.

Oh god that was almost embarrassing. I thought he was looking at me.

You clear your throat as the interview begins. You're amazed by how quickly Jungkook changes between sexy and cute over and over again. Each question brings out a different side of him, making it a little difficult to translate his answers fully. It's almost as if he's switching personalities.

The grueling interview lasts thirty minutes before the beautiful older woman closes her notebook.

"Thank you Jungkook, that's all our questions. We appreciate your time."

"It's no problem," he says in English, his doe eyes shining from all the lights facing him.

I need some namtiddy. I need to be cleansed from the sins of this man.

You grip the back of your neck, stretching yourself out before standing up. Jungkook reaches his hand out for you to take, helping you up.

"Thanks," you smile. He grins back at you with an expression you can't quite read. You look down as he keeps his hand wrapped around yours.

Your heart gets lodged in your throat as he leans down to whisper in your ear, his hot breath spreading tingles over your skin as your nostrils fill with his deliciously intoxicating scent. "I hope I get to see you around again, Noona."

Your eyes open wide as he pulls back, chuckling at your reaction and letting go of your hand.

"Thanks for your help," he grins, waving as he walks the other direction. "It was so nice to meet you."

"What the fuck?" you shakily exhale, your hand gripping your neck where his breath spread goosebumps.

"Did Jeon Jungkook just flirt with me?"

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