In Seoul, South Korea, the rude and occasionally brash billionaires, BTS, encounter a remarkable young boy named Jungkook, who ends up becoming their bodyguard. Unbeknownst to them, Jungkook possesses unique gifts and abilities that set him apart fr...
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Taehyung shifted in his black leather chair to look over the city of Seoul stretched out before him. The cool night air brushed against his skin from the cracked window as he took in the view. The city's bright lights twinkled like stars, casting a warm glow over the streets far below.
He could see the bustling streets, the cars speeding by, and the people moving about their business. It was a reminder of the hustle and bustle of the city but also the quiet and peaceful moments that could be found amidst the chaos. Taehyung couldn't help but feel a sense of awe as he looked over the city. The vastness of it all was both humbling and inspiring. He felt a sense of belonging as he took in the sights and sounds of the city he called home.
Living in the big city where he could watch the world go on with their life from where he stood was almost humorous. Taehyung doesn't care much for others, and how they do things; as long as he can get his stuff done with no distractions and problems, then he will not make a fuss.
He lets out a sigh, closing his eyes and slouching back in his comfy leather chair. He's been working for hours, signing paperwork after paperwork his clients brought in. Thinking he will get all the time to finish his work in peace was truly impossible because knock after knock at his office door kept disrupting his train of thought. Occasionally he would lash out at a few of his clients for being rude and loud even though he needed that particular paperwork.
"Being a billionaire is exhausting." Taehyung mumbled as he started to tap his foot and click the tip of his tongue impatiently. The sound of silence falls back into the room making Taehyung abruptly get up from his chair and slam his hands on the desk in frustration. He can't be cooped up in this office of his no longer.
"I'm done here." He mutters underneath his breath to no one in particular as he turns to switch off his fancy expensive desk lamp he bought a while back. The room was still brightly lit by the city lights that shined through the big glass window that extended up towards the ceiling. He picks up his blood-red-looking suit jacket off the back of the leather chair before slipping it on with ease and adjusting it a bit. He owned many pairs of suit jackets in many different colors, designs, and textures and for some reason, the deep red one was one of his favorites. I guess you could say it just complimented him and his looks enhancing more of his beauty.
Taehyung grabs his briefcase; opens it up and sets it on top of the desk placing all the scattered pieces of paperwork inside. Once satisfied with his now clean desk with no loose papers in sight, he shuts the briefcase and turns on the balls of his feet heading towards the office door. His hand was on the door handle before the loud ringing of his work phone blares at him making him curse under his breath.
