"Eye to Eye"

The elevator stopped on the 47th floor with a soft chime.
Jungkook didn’t move for a second. He adjusted the cuffs of his black suit, took one breath, then stepped into silence.
The corridor was long, minimalist, expensive. Concrete floors, black walls, warm lighting. No staff. Just tension—and the sound of his own footsteps echoing down the hall.
At the far end, a glass door slid open.
Inside: a private studio. Dimly lit. Velvet and chrome. Framed campaign photos on the walls, some edgy, some intimate. All powerful.
And standing in the middle of it—back to him—was Kim Taehyung.
Black suit. Hair pushed back, a single lock falling out of place. Posture perfect. Hands in his pockets like he owned the floor beneath them.
He turned. Their eyes met.
Bang.
It wasn’t a greeting. It was a collision.
Jungkook didn’t blink. Chin slightly raised, mouth neutral—but there was heat behind his gaze.
Taehyung’s eyes scanned him slowly. Not lazily—strategically. From his boots to his jawline. A hint of a smirk tugged at one corner of his mouth.
Not approval. Challenge.
kim taehyung
kim taehyung
Jeon Jungkook
Taehyung said, voice smooth but cold.
kim taehyung
kim taehyung
You’re late.
Jeon jungkook
Jeon jungkook
I wasn’t aware I was expected to grovel.
Jungkook replied, tone light, eyes sharp.
Taehyung stepped closer—measured, deliberate.
kim taehyung
kim taehyung
You were expected to follow instructions.
Jeon jungkook
Jeon jungkook
I did.
Jungkook countered, tilting his head.
Jeon jungkook
Jeon jungkook
Right suit, right time. Unless the real test was patience?
Taehyung stopped just three feet away. Close enough to smell his cologne—woody, warm, intoxicating.
Jungkook didn't flinch. His lips curled slightly. A smirk made for breaking rules.
Taehyung’s expression didn’t change. But something flickered in his eyes. Intrigue? Irritation? A dangerous mix of both.
kim taehyung
kim taehyung
Most people try to impress me.
Taehyung said calmly.
Jeon jungkook
Jeon jungkook
I’m not most people.
Jungkook replied.
Taehyung’s tongue pressed to the inside of his cheek. His jaw tightened—barely.
kim taehyung
kim taehyung
You think you’re immune to power?
Jeon jungkook
Jeon jungkook
No.
Jungkook said softly, eyes locking tighter with his.
Jeon jungkook
Jeon jungkook
I just prefer to be the one holding it.
Silence. Heavy. Charged.
Then, Taehyung’s smile came—slow, wicked, brief.
kim taehyung
kim taehyung
Good.
He said.
kim taehyung
kim taehyung
We’ll see how long that lasts.

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