Taehyung's POV

"Are you sure you're going to continue?"

I looked over at J-hope who was already starting to head out the door. I nodded, making him shake his head.

"Alright, good luck Tae." He muttered and closed the door to the studio, leaving me alone in the dance studio.

With a sigh, I resumed the music and practiced my dance steps. It was getting late, everyone was probably already back at the dorm, if not heading there. It's not fair, why does it always take me so long to learn when it only takes Jungkook a few minutes?

I cursed as I stumbled over my feet. Again with the same mistake, it's always-

"Taehyung?"

I spun on my heels at the familiar voice. It was Jaehwa, and again, she was holding a broom.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, wiping my forehead of sweat and heading towards her.

"Cleaning." She narrowed her eyes at me. "What are you doing here?"

I stared at her, racking my brain for an excuse. "I uh-"

"It doesn't matter," she pushed me aside. "I have to clean."

"No!" I blurted out. I hadn't finished my practice yet.

She raised an eyebrow and sighed. "Why not?"

I grabbed the broom from her hurriedly and held it close. "I'll clean, you can go home early."

She pulled on the broom but I didn't let go.

"Aish, what are you talking about?" She whined. "I have to do my job, I wasn't planning on going home tonight anyways!"

Not going home?

"Let go!" She yanked at her broom, pulling me forward slightly. "Where were you this morning anyways? How come you didn't offer to help then? Making me clean with Jungkook."

"Jeon Jungkook?" I let go of the broom and she stumbled back in surprise. "He cleaned the studio with you?"

"Yeah." She muttered under her breath. "Why?"

I scratched my head, recalling all the times Jin or Namjoon asked him to clean. "Jungkook never cleans, he hates cleaning."

She shrugged and pushed me aside to sweep. "He had a light scheduled day."

I sighed and grabbed her by the wrist. "Just go home Jaehwa, I'll clean."

"Stop!" She shook me off with a flick of her wrist and glared at me. "What do you need the room for?"

"To dan-" I caught myself. Her eyes did not look like one that would listen to my excuses. "I want you to get some rest."

"I don't need rest." She continued to sweep. "I have to wake up early for your fan signing event thing anyways."

I cursed under my breath. Right, there was a fan signing tomorrow.

"Which member were you assigned to?" She asked with a grin.

"Me? Who did you get?"

"Jungkook."

I nodded slowly wondering how I could keep my secret from her any longer.

"Well? Who'd you get?" She asked, slightly impatient.

Before I could answer, Jimin stormed into the room.

"You're practicing without me?" He bellowed as he slammed open the door. Jaehwa spun around in surprise, holding her broom up in defence.

"Who are you?" Jaehwa asked crossing her arms.

From behind her I waved my hand at Jimin. "Don't tell her who I am." I mouthed urgently and he chuckled.

"Jimin, from BTS." He held out a hand for her to shake, but she didn't take it.

"Do you need this room?" She muttered with a hint of annoyance. "I was just about to clean it."

"I'll do it." I said taking the broom out of her hands.

"Why?" She asked suspiciously. "Why are you so insistent on-"

"He always cleans after us." Jimin said with a smile. "Just let him do it."

She frowned, unable to deny a request by a member. She tossed me one last disgruntled look before stalking out of the studio.

"Why are you hiding who you are?" Jimin said as I put away the broom. "Does she not know how you look like?"

I smiled. "Yeah, it's nice not being treated as a celebrity once in a while."

He narrowed his eyes at me but didn't question it any more. He helped me with my dance steps until eventually, I got it.

"Let's run it through few more times okay?" He said, playing the song again.

I nodded and stared at myself in the mirror. It doesn't look like I'll be able to go home tonight.

Just like Jaehwa.

She was still here in this building wasn't she? Was she going to sleep in the cafeteria again?

"Tae! Focus!" Jimin broke through my thoughts and I realised that the music had stopped. "You messed up at the same spot as before."

I nodded apologetically and scratched my head. Jaehwa, was starting to get into my head.

Not that I didn't like that.

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Jaehwa's POV

The next morning, I woke up in the cafeteria to the sound of my phone. I looked around at the empty desks and shivered.

It's cold.

I answered the phone with a husky, half asleep voice. "Hello?"

"Jaehwa, you're working at the fan meeting today right?" Eunbi's voice was loud and clear. "I was going to go today but-"

I knew immediately what she wanted. "Whose autograph did you want?"

She giggled on the other end. "Oh Jae, you know me so well. V's please!"

I furrowed my brows, picked up my jacket and headed towards the office. "Sure, but you owe me big time."

After she hung up with a word of thanks, I headed to the washroom and cleaned myself up in preparation for the full day ahead. I signed in with Hobeom and sat in'1 h the busy morning office with my name tag around my neck, trying hard to keep my eyes open.

"Morning Jae." Jungkook flopped down next to me. His dark brown hair was a mess but his smile was bright as always.

I peeled open my eyes and glanced over in his direction, bowing my head. "Good morning."

"There's no need for all that bowing." He said waving his hands in front of me. "I hear you're working under me today."

I nodded and let out a long yawn. "I will attend to your every need so please take good care of me today."

He blinked then shot me a crooked smile. "Every need?"

"Yeah." I yawned then turned to face him. "Like fixing your hair."

His eyes widened in surprise as I reached up and over his head. I ran my hand through his soft hair and tried to style it into place.

"I tried, it didn't work." He muttered looking me in the eye and grinning.

He was right, his hair was stubborn today. With a sigh, I stopped trying and leaned back on my chair again. He chuckled. "I told you didn't I?"

I crossed my arms, not wanting to admit my faults. Together, we sat in the busy office, waiting for our cue to leave. One by one the members walked in all dressed up in their sunglasses and masks to hide their identity from the public. When Namjoon came in, he waved at me and motioned me towards him. With one last look at Jungkook, who was now occupied with his phone, I headed over with a yawn.

"I told you I would introduce you to the members," He grinned and pulled me along to meet each of the members. I bowed my head as we approached the group in the far corner where the stylists were.

"This is J-hope, Suga and Jin." He said as I bowed at the members.

"Who's this?" The one called J-hope looked at Namjoon with a surprised expression. "You didn't say you had a girlfriend."

I flushed bright red while Namjoon swatted his hand in his direction. "What are you saying, she just works here that's all."

Jin shot him a look then smiled warmly at me. "It's nice to meet you."

I bowed my head again and met his smiling eyes. "I'm Jaehwa, it's nice to meet you too."

Suga clicked his tongue in distaste as J-hope leaned closer to me to examine my face. He gave him a light kick on the back of the leg causing him to yell out in pain.

"What, I'm just looking." J-hope mumbled to himself.

"You're so rude." Suga stood up and unclipped the pillow wrapped around his neck. He tossed me a look then walked off without a word to me.

Who is rude?

"Oh," I turned to Namjoon. "That reminds me, a friend asked me for V's signature, where is he?"

"A friend? Or you?" J-hope teased again but Namjoon pulled me away from him. I caught a glimpse of his disappointed look before I was pulled out of his sight.

"V? That there," He pointed at a dark figure in the other side of the room who was talking to Hobeom. He had a complete get up inclusive of a black baseball cap, a pair of large sunglasses and a mask. Even if he was an idol, was there really a need to cover his face that much?

"He's out done himself with the accessories today, as you can tell." Namjoon whispered in my ear. "Usually he just wears one, but today, he's worn all three."

Without warning, V suddenly broke out in dance in the middle of the room. I raised an eyebrow and realised that everyone was ignoring him. I gave a light laugh. This must've been a norm for him, and yet, how could anyone even start to think that someone like him would purposely mock Big Bang?

Around eight, Hobeom led us all to the car. I walked with the other trainees behind the members, holding on to their bags for them as they filed into the car. Before the door closed, Jungkook poked his head out of the van. He held me back from the other trainees and reached his hand out to me. I stared at his open palm with a confused look on my face.

"What-"

"Your phone, give me your phone." He said, once again flashing me that brilliant smile of his.

I frowned. "Why?"

"If you're going to work for me today, I want to know where you are at all times." He said simply and shook his outstretched hand expectantly.

I rolled my eyes. "I'll be behind you at every second, you don't need to worry."

He didn't retract his hand. I looked over at the other trainees as they waited for the car to come then pulled out my phone for him. He grabbed it excitedly and tapped his contact information in.

"Expect my text!" He beamed and returned my phone. Before I could even reply, the door to the van slammed shut. I watched the car pull out of the driveway and into the street. What was up with him?

With a shrug, I climbed into the van with the other trainees and buckled my seat belt. Not a second later, my phone buzzed with an incoming text.

This is your Kookie, you better take good care of me today.
-JK

I scoffed in disbelief and stared out the window.

Just what did I get myself into?

Notes

Author's Note:
It's not my update day, but I'm trying to squeeze out all of the chapters before I'm off on hiatus for a month due to traveling. So that means two chapter update today <3

Thanks for reading, and as always, enjoy the story!