The Photographer/Flowers | K.NJ x Reader

chapter - wisteria

The Boy With Dimples And Flowers

"Who are you?" Jin asked me, sass dripping from his voice as he pretended to take off his non existent shades.

Oh no, I triggered the sass master in him.

I sighed, mentally slapping myself for even confronting him.

"Look—"

"No hun, YOU look at this gorgeous face of mine." He shut me off. I mentally prepared myself, indicating him to continue his lecture so I can get over with it as soon as possible. I have a club to attend.

Even though I'm planning on leaving, I can't make my first impression look bad.

"Me, as a glorious chef and a worldwide handsome who still has to come out of his shell because the ignorant world needs more beauty, is trying his best to make everyone aware of my blessing of an existence. You, on the other hand, a fragile, little, lazy peasant—"

"HEY!"

"—who has nothing better to do than just shout into people's ears because they want their name off the list thinks this busy man put up her damn name on the list. Girl, be grateful. Since you've got a perfect camera, I can help you get the most breathtaking photos."

"I don't use humans as my models."

"You're missing out, nonsensical tree stump. This handsome face can help you get to unreachable positions in the entire history of photography."

He's too proud of himself. At least he's aware of his handsome face, but sometimes it gets a little too much.

Scratch that, it gets too much all the goddamn time.

"Now shoo, I have gourmet meals to prepare." He orders, adjusting his chef hat that he specifically bought for his Cooking Club. I honestly thought he'd participate in a Beauty Pageant Club but I was disappointed when I came to know that such a club doesn't exist.

"Gourmet meals?" I scratched the back of my neck, "I thought you're supposed to learn basics on the initial days."

He laughed, boy he sounded like a maniac when he did. His laugh was enough to make me feel mocked.

As if I wasn't already a matter of joke.

"That's for noobs, I'm in the level 'neck to neck with Gordon Ramsay'. In fact, I can prepare a meal so good, the dusty-crusty teacher can revive dinner dates with a hottie."

With that he walked away confidently. This reminded me that I now have to go to the club in which I was put into unwillingly.

Somebody should take a shot of water every time I have complained about my misfortune of getting stuck in a club that doesn't even remotely reach my level of capability, how many shots will it take for you to urinate?

I turned around and started making my way downtown- I mean, cough, the club room.

I peeked through the glass doors, making sure not to miss a single detail. There were a lot of students than I expected, at least for a Photography Club.

Shrugging my thoughts off, I walked in mindlessly, not looking up. I always look down while walking, don't wanna step on shit or unholy grounds, y'know?

Of course there were consequences of walking without looking. I collided with a tall man who had blond hair.

Wait, what is Taehyung doing here? I thought he was in a different club.

"Hey Y/N!" He greeted, a smile creeping upon his face. I returned the gesture back, also making sure that my camera hadn't disintegrated into ashes like my broken childhood.