Imposterism | KTH

Actress

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4 and ⅐ days till  the premiere

"Wow, free porn?" Jimin smirked evilly.

Taehyung pulled the robe up my shoulders hurriedly, and put his body in front of me, hiding me from Jimin's view, who probably came from work, since he was dressed in police uniform.

"Jimin!" Tae snapped at his friend. "The fuck?" Standing behind him I felt the vibrations of his deep voice.

"What? Were you gonna do it on the sofa? The bedroom isn't that far, kids." Jimin shook his index finger in mock disappointment.

Mortified, I pulled my bra straps up and covered myself properly. If I run fast enough, maybe I can escape. But my clothes...

"Shut up, Jimin!" Taehyung was exasperated. "Come out of your imagination."

Though those words were meant for his best friend and not meant to have any deeper connotations, they resonated within me.

Am I also living in my imagination? Am I getting too attached? Should I put an end to this modelling stuff?

But if I don't do it...he might find someone else to do it for him. The thought didn't settle well in my stomach.

"Jeez,"  Jimin closed the door behind him and folded his hands, still grinning. "What were you doing then?"

"I was sketching her." Taehyung waved his sketchbook like a flag.

"Oooo, let me see." Jimin came closer with a bounce in his step and snatched the sketch book.

"Hey!" Taehyung protested, flailing his arms to get it back while Jimin dodged and ran behind me, flipping through the pages.

"So beautiful!" The shorter of the two squealed in delight. I was relieved that he thought so.

"Isn't it?" I exclaimed. "He doesn't like it." I pointed at Taehyung as if I was snitching to his parent.

"He's dumb." I froze as Jimin bit his lips, checking me out. "You look hot, darling." He winked at me.

It's not like I wasn't used to getting compliments, but when a gay man who looks like a Greek God dressed in a police uniform admires you, you can't help but blush.

"I think we're done here." Taehyung took the sketchbook from Jimin and turned to me. "You can get changed if you want."

"Oh, don't stop on my account." Jimin swayed his body with a feline grace, walking backwards to the kitchen. "Why not add me in there with Yoona? We can pose together."

My tongue was tied at his suggestive tone. I didn't know he could be such a flirt.

"We're done." Taehyung glared at his best friend as I awkwardly took my leave, lowering my flushed face.

Inside the bathroom, I couldn't take my eyes off the girl in the mirror. She didn't look hideous in there. If I was feeling bold, I'd say she was looking happier, but I didn't want to jinx it. Maybe, Taehyung's mirror worked differently from mine.

I noticed my poor abandoned phone near the sink when a notification went off. I must've left it while I was changing before.

There were five texts and a missed call from Sulli.

Sulli: Did you eat?
Your driver is on leave apparently. He says you were supposed to be out of town for two days! So I'll be picking you up in the evening. Since we're back early the stylists are gonna drop by your place for final fitting.
Are you done?
Are you okay?
Respond please. I'm getting worried.