Meeting

Across the world, Taehyung was getting ready for a global meeting that happened only once every 15 years. This was a secret gathering of selected country presidents, and the host was the world's biggest economy: Ariyana..( a imaginary country for this story). The nation was technologically advanced, had a strong population, a high education rate, and almost zero poverty.

This meeting, a highly confidential event, isn't just for leaders. The host country also invites top actors, singers, directors, scientists, professors, researchers, artists, and dancers. Only the host nation knows the full list of attendees...

Tae? Bear, are you ready?" Namjoon called from the hall.

"Yeah, hyung, just 2 minutes," Taehyung replied while putting on his socks . sticking out his tongue..😋

Namjoon sat on the sofa. He pulled his phone from his pocket and started replying to messages on Instagram, WhatsApp, and email.

A few minutes later, Yoongi came out in his airport look a normal T-shirt with baggy jeans, a mask and a cap, and a medium-sized piece of luggage.

Namjoon noticed Yoongi and, making a face, 😐asked, "Did the sun rise from the north this morning?"

Yoongi took off his mask, gave him a death stare, and replied, "It should be 'from the west' at least. Don't break the rules of sarcasm."😒

Taehyung walked out of the room, already dressed in his airport look, and said, "What did hyung break this time?"

Namjoon gave him a done look. 😑"It's not fair! Why is this sleepy-headed cat here so early? And for the record, I didn't break a thing."..

Yoongi and Namjoon were the childhood friends but they often behaved like enemies. ( Why? Please don't ask-some relationship "chaos" yet just beautiful.)

Taehyung giggled and replied, 'Hyung, you'll be in your meeting, and I need someone to accompany me. Also, I don't trust the leaders who are coming in the global meeting to go alone, so it's better to take Yoongi hyung as my manager. Now, let's go-we're getting late.'"

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Jungkook and Jimin entered the Board room and were welcomed by a 55-year-old man. "Hey, the famous Jeon Jungkook and Park Jimin! I'm so glad you came,"

he said. "But where are the other two?"

Jimin smiled and shook his hand. "How could we say no to a personality like you? Thank you for inviting us. Unfortunately, J-Hope has a fever and Jin had to go for his routine checkup, so they weren't able to attend. They both personally want to apologize to you..."

The man's eyebrows raised as he made a face and said, "Oh, that's fine, no problem."

Please have a seat. We'll be starting our meeting in five minutes."

Jungkook nodded and they took their assigned seats at the table...

Jungkook leaned in close to Jimin, his eyes wide with surprise and his mouth slightly agape as he whispered, "God, I thought he'd send his manager or staff to welcome the guests, but he himself came... it seems like he's very down-to-earth."

Jimin, in response, rolled his eyes so far back they almost disappeared, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. "Kookie, we may fight for a single ice cream or a single bed, but we are world's top artists... this is natural behavior. And moreover, everyone present here is a VVIP."

His eyes widened into two big, innocent circles, and he pouted his lips into a perfect 'o'. He then leaned backward, sinking into his seat to get comfortable.

How could our Bunny ever sit quietly? He immediately started to fidget, pouting and slouching in his seat as he reached out to touch the pen stand on the table, all while looking up with his adorable, doe-like eyes...

Jimin couldn't help but break into a smile, but he quickly fought to suppress it. He knew he had to maintain his composure, as other VVIPs were at the table, even if they were busy with their own conversations.

After a while, all eyes turned to the gateway as an actress entered. She was the first to win the prestigious "Bakhle Patre" award for acting and was, of course, absolutely gorgeous. The host greeted her warmly, and she came to sit beside Jungkook. As a sign of respect and culture, both Jimin and Jungkook bowed to greet her, and she responded with a positive gesture.

She smiled and spoke in a low voice, "Hey, the famous Jungkook... I'm a fan of your group. You guys are seriously amazing."

Both Jungkook and Jimin thanked her. But interestingly, Bakhle Patre noticed that Jungkook wasn't looking at her. She was used to everyone's eyes being on her, so the man beside her looking away left her feeling a little embarrassed

Jimin also noticed Jungkook's unusual behavior. He wasn't looking at the actress, nor was he playing with the pen he had taken from the table earlier. His gaze was fixed, and he sat as still as a statue.

Jimin's gaze followed Jungkook's, and Bakhle Patre's eyes trailed after them. For a moment, even Bakhle Patre's face registered a look of shock, and soon, everyone else in the hall followed her gaze.

At the entrance, Mr. Kim Taehyung was talking to the host. He looked handsome in his black suit and with his black hair. He had such a strong and confident presence that he immediately became the center of attention....

Ten people. Ten pairs of eyes on him. A smirk on his lips. His eyes, a dance of changing emotions, brightened and dimmed with an air of pure confidence...

The room fell silent as the pen dropped from Jungkook's hand, its sound echoing in the sudden quiet. The people, regaining their composure, sat quietly and formally in their seats. Then, Taehyung entered and took a seat directly across from Jungkook.

Jungkook's eyes remained fixed on Taehyung, but Taehyung kept his gaze lowered, focused on the papers in front of him. He began to review them, seemingly unaware of the eyes that had been watching his every move since he walked into the boardroom.

Jimin kicked Jungkook under the table. "Ouch!" Jungkook hissed, a soft sound of pain escaping his lips.

A small, knowing smile played on Jimin's face. "I know you can eat anything, but unfortunately, you can't eat a man who's the leader of the country of Caprioca," he muttered, leaning in so only Jungkook could hear. "Stop staring at him like he's your whole damn meal."

Jungkook cleared his throat, trying to compose himself and act with more restraint. Just then, another person entered the room the leader of Koporo....

( Caprioca a imaginary countries name whose leader is Kim Teahyung...

And Koporo is the country where Jungkook, jimin , j hope and jin country" )

Jungkook leaned in and whispered, "Jimin, is that our president? Is  Yoon soe  also here?"

Jimin nodded, a slight smile on his face. "Of course he's here. After all, our country is the fourth best in the world."..

"Yoon Soe enters and sits on the left side of the host's chair. He simply passes Jungkook and Jimin a smile, and in return, they both bow. Then, the leader and host of Adriana greets everyone again, 'Hello everyone, thank you so much for coming after all your hectic schedules. I hope this meeting will provide some solutions to the problems the whole world is facing now.'"

On the other side, in the mall, a man in a low voice screams, "Okay, you're looking handsome. No one can take the title of 'Worldwide Handsome' from you. Now, please move away from the mirror," J-Hope says in a frustrated voice.

YOU... SHA...TAB," Jin says, striking a pose in front of the mirror. He is wearing a sparkling jacket and has been admiring his handsome face in the mirror for the past half hour.

J-Hope, frustrated, pulls his hair and says, "Why the hell did I refuse to go to the meeting? It would've been far better than tolerating this. At least I'd just be listening to a boring meeting."

Jin turns his face toward J-Hope and says, "I told you to go with Jimin and leave my Kookie baby with me at the hotel. We'd have so much fun and roam this city."

J-Hope releases his hair, raising his eyebrows. "Yeah, and then what? You'd both roam around the city without a mask or bodyguards and end up in a scandal in a different country? Oh, God. First of all, I don't understand why you even came here. You said on the very first day after the invitation that you weren't going to attend, so it would be better for you to stay in our country."

Jin rolls his eyes and turns back to the mirror, running a hand through his hair. "What would I do there alone? It's better to be bored alone than to see your people's ugly faces."

J-Hope gives him his signature disgusted look, then rolls his eyes and says, "You should be thankful that this is the VVIP section of the mall. Otherwise, our fans would rush to me saying, 'Marry me!' Then you'd know who's ugly, you grandfather "

"Aish! Who the hell are you calling 'grandfather'?" Jin says, giving him a sassy look. "You should call me 'hyung.'"

J-Hope exhales, puts on his mask, and says, "You can come. I'm going to the other side. I need some cold drink to calm myself down. And you better not dare to roam around without a mask. Just for you, I told the guards to follow us from far away to give us a little space. Please don't create any problems here."

Jin says in a frustrated voice, "Hobi, I'm older than you! I know this, don't worry. Now go, shoo... shoo..."

And again pose in the mirror

J-Hope turns and walks to the left side of the section. The mall has two distinct sides one for the public and the other exclusively for VVIPs, offering the latest in luxury collections. This side also contains a restaurant. Fortunately, today, only Jin, J-Hope, and a few of their bodyguards are present, with minimal staff.

As J-Hope walks away, he wears his sunglasses, not wanting to take any risks even with the area seemingly empty. He then stops, turns back to Jin, and says, "You really are handsome."

Jin looks at him through the mirror and breaks into a smile. They fight, but it only strengthens their bond. They love to tease each other, and they all know it.

"And..." J-Hope doesn't continue.

Jin asks, "And what?

'Beautiful' too"J-Hope replied and leaves. Jin stands there, speechless for a while. Beautiful. It's not just a word in this society, it's a tag, a label strong enough to define a gender.

Some past memories flash before Jin's eyes in 4x speed. His eyes unintentionally well up with tears before he playfully hits himself on the head and mutters, "Jin... no more."...

Jin smiles at his reflection, then takes off the jacket he's wearing and heads toward the men's section to find more clothes. He's focused on folding the jacket and putting on his mask as quickly as possible. But then he bumps into something—a giant something. Before he can fall, two strong, masculine arms grab him. The stranger pulls him to his chest, and Jin can feel the person's fast heartbeat. He looks up to see the person's face...

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