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- 2 YEARS LATER -

~ Author's POV ~

" No, we do not work this way. The chemical that you've used here should be replaced." You declared, dark and cold gaze bored through the poor employees. The premium bottle of perfume in your hands as you were examining the description of ingredients on the back.

They immediately bowed with the colours of their faces drenched out." We're really sorry, Miss Yoon but this change would drastically effect the quality of the fragrance." The head of the batch - Mr. Jang said.

Your peeled off the gloves from your hands and hand them back to taehyung who stood behind you. You turn back to the petrified semicircle of employees.

" So Mr.-?" You raised a brow at him.

" Jang. Jang kwan." He said and you simply nodded with the same poker face.

" So Mr. Jang suggests to ignore the side effects that the drug might cause just to keep the 'quality' of the fragrance high?" You questioned firmly, eyes boring into Jang's head.

His eyes noticably widened and he vigorously shakes his head. " N-no Miss, this not what I mea-"

" Fired."

Your stern voice cut him off. His mouth fell agape in an attempt to beg but no words came out since every single being in Celline knows that one mistake and they're simply fired. And begging or pleading you to not throw them out has always went in vail.

That's what has happened. It took you two years to turn stricter and colder towards the employees.

Mr. Jang hangs his head low and walks out of the laboratory. Other employees have their heads low as they wait for your next instruction.

" Change with a natural alternative, without compromising with the quality. Dispersed." You said and they nodded.

You walked out of the lab with taehyung closely following you behind.

" What time is it Taebitch ?" You rotated your neck whilst walking through the corridor.

" It's half past 12, Miss Yoon." He spoke and you halted to face him.

" HaLf PaSt 12?! Bitch go prepare for your wedding! " You almost yelled at him, to which he just blankly gawked at you before opening his mouth.

" But you're still left with your schedul-"

" Are you serious? Go. Fucking get out. it's your own wedding at 6, I sure as heck can manage without you." You asserted.

He thinks for a moment before he nods and bows to you. " Have a great day, Miss Yoon. See you at the marriage." He said with his same old cold face and deep voice.

" Yeah Bye!" You deadpanned and walked off to your cabin.

You picked up your coat and put it on before checking the tab and heading to the next destination.

•••

~ Branch 3 ; modeling ~

" Miss eunhae, it was a great time working with you last year."

" Right, miss Yoon. I would be really glad if I get to work for Celline again."

" So would I be. You're an incredible model. I'm look forward to meet you. " You said to the person on the other side of the call whilst opening the door of your Rolls Royce.

Your heels clicking on the polished marble and everyone passing by would bow their heads down to your.

" Oh my goodness! Means a lot Miss Yoon. " She chuckled, astonished.

" I see. My manager would take of the rest, Miss." You spoke and hung up the call after she agreed.

Running your hands through your hair and feeling as if the day is already so tiring, you finally found yourself at the studio. The staff got up to bow and greet you to which you simply nodded.

" Good Afternoon, shijin." Namjoon beamed , making his towards you with the camera hung around his neck.

You smiled back.

" Afternoon, Joon."

Over the years, your closeness with namjoon grew. Starting from meeting him in case of the three major photo shoots and them being friends and then eventually being close friends.

According to you, namjoon is a generous and intelligent guy with a nice sense of humour and mature as the cherry on top. He has nice dimples that play a major role in making him attractive accompanied by his giant body.

In the last years, wherever you've found yourself stuck and Taehyung or Jimin are unreachable, you didn't think twice to reach out for namjoon. He has settled in Seoul once he persuaded his dream of being a professional photographer in Celline.

His work was always professional and amazing which has always attracted you and pushed you to promote him among the others. Overall, He's a great guy and nice company.

" What makes Miss CEO walk in here?" He questioned, crossing his arms over his chest.

" Well, two things." You put two fingers up.

" And that are-?" He wiggled his brows.

" First, Miss eunhae, will again be sponsered for the new summer collection and-"

" You want me click her. Got you. Next?" He smiled knowingly.

" Right. Next is today's marriage. I'm sure you know." You said to which he nodded.

" Off course I do and I'm attending it since it's my first time seeing a man in gown." He chuckled.

" I might get offended" you acknowledged, narrowed your eyes at him, even after sensing the stupid humour.

" Come on, you know I'm kidding."

" Sure you are. Jimin is wearing a tuxedo and not a gown though." You said.

" Too bad, how will we know that who's the bride then?" He makes a fake disappointed face and shake his head.

" Oh Gosh Joon, stop with the lame jokes." You shook your head in disbelief and smacked his shoulder.

" Now, the theme says that we should tag along in pairs or our dates." You say and listening to the word date, namjoon's ears perked and his cheeks heated up.

" Y-ou want me to be you pair?" He stuttered.

" For the wedding, technically yes." You nodded and later looked at him waiting for and answer.

Not knowing that the flustered latter has a huge crush on you ever since last year.

" I mean sure! I was looking for a date either." He tried not to look to happy of excited about this.

You smiled wide and grabbed his hand in between yours." Damn! Thanks Joon."

Butterflies erupted wildly in the pits of his stomach at the touch of your hands on his. He flashed you a dimply smile." Aah, anything for you." He chuckled nervously.

You nodded. " Then see you at the venue?" You hesitantly spoke, loosening your grip on his hand.Instead he quickly grasps your hand back, shaking his head. " I'll come to pick you up, Shijinah!"

You thought for a moment before giving in. " Umm...if you insist."

•••

You pushed the door open only to find a bunch of men roaming across the room, ironing Jimin's coat, fixing his tie, styling his hair, polishing his shoes in the room.

Your eyes finally fall on the blonde man sitting in the middle as he nonchalantly scrolled his phone. " Am I too early?" You chirped turning his eyes on you.

Jimin's eyes turned crescent as he smiled before getting up and simply walking to you. " Hey! You there already?!" He chimed to which you nodded.

" Of course! And-" your eyes trailed down, scanning his whole fit for today. " Damn! You look amazing Jimin." You exclaimed in amazement, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.

The latter chuckled sexily, running his hand through his hair only to get yelled from behind for spoiling his hair. " I know right. Isn't it obvious to be too good since I designed this tux" He said with a stupid smug on his lips, wiggling his brows.

In this two years, Jimin has turned his ability of designing fashion into a career and has made great progress. Currently he works in Celline's second branch as a well known and professional fashion designer. Being an angel, he was granted with abundant independence and it was the sole reason that it took him almost nothing to flip into an actual human and give up his immortality to be with taehyung.

And after two years of successful dating, they're here all ready to get married.

You shook your head at the man's cockiness. " I'm just glad that it's not too much like always. Just decent and fine for the occasion." You heave an exaggerated sigh of relief.

" Anyways, did you meet taetae?" Jimin eyes suddenly lit up with excitement as he asked you about taehyung. You giggled before nodding. " It's a relief that he arrived before the wedding started. He's dressing up though." You acknowledged.

" Ah, nothing new. " He lets out a chuckle.

" None of you looked nervous! It's so weird." You comment.

" Can't say bout him but I'm nowhere near nervous. I am just....just happy and excited." He smiled.

You patted his shoulder. " I see. Congratulations by the way." You grinned back.

" Oh, thanks! I wonder who's your date?"

" What?- oh, I came with Joon, he was also searching for someone to pair along." You said.

" What do you have to even make it necessary for coming in pairs?" You questioned.

' to find your preference or your date obviously' Jimin thought.

" Nu-Nah, there wasn't any specific reason." He chuckled.

You let out oh before you looked at your watch. " I'll get going. All the best." You smiled, putting up a thumbs up and headed out.

•••

Jimin kissed Taehyung and the trail of colourful fireworks filled the night sky along with the high beat of the music and loud noises of clapping.

Your mouth fell agape in amusement. Beautifully done almond eyes elevated to reflect the same fireworks in the obsidian orbs. Kissably alluring bow lips parted unknowingly as your eyes fixed at the fantastic scene infront of you.

Your eyes were on the stage and above, the sky. But Namjoon's gaze was on you, admiring how finely the greater gods made you. His heart beats sped up and his lips curved up in a tiny smile as he admired your side profile. At the moment, there's just one urge in his heart,

To kiss you.

Though he had to forcefully shrug it off for now. But he was now sure that he couldn't suppress this urge for too long and the time has come for him to confess to you soon.

After being announced as a married couple, the couple headed towards the dance floor with some more guests accompanying them.

You smiled in content and satisfaction, finally they are married. You take the glass of red wine that you ordered and simultaneously sipped on it.

" You look beautiful, sh-ijin." Namjoon bit his lips nervously. Your eyes still on the couple that danced in the middle on the spotlight." Ohh, thanks. You look good yourself." You turned your face to him and smiled.

The darkness of the night was quite enough to conceal the latter's light blush. He nodded and flashed his dimply smile.

" Shijinah, would you just keep staring at the dance floor and dance?"

" Oh! I don't think I can dan-"

Namjoon grabbed your hand and pulled you up on your feet. " Come on! You know how to dance, we're going." He announced, dragging you to the dance floor. And you were left with no options but to get dragged.

" May I?" Namjoon asked gentlemanly and it was too late for you to refuse so you gave little nod with a little smile. He interlaced his hand with yours and and the other one rested on your waist, sending a jolt down your body. You settle the other hand on his shoulder.

The slow music played and your bodies swayed along. The dim light cascading down your smooth features again distracted him.

" I just wonder, at what age you'd want to see yourself in a white gown?" Namjoon spoke, constantly smiling at you.

He twirled you around with the beats. " Me? I-I haven't thought of it, actually." You replied and he nodded.

" I see. Why'd you even leave modelling? Don't you think it was a bit too earlier?" His hand stretched wide closing the distance between you two.

" Umm....I did leave it quite early but that's good somehow. I could more of my time to Celline and also I'm 29 already." You sheepishly chuckled.

Namjoon's hold tightened on your waist, he pulled you further until his chest almost touched your breasts. Your breathing turned uneven along with your heartbeats.He stared deeply into your eyes. His intimidating aura made adrenaline rush up your veins.

" 29 years is nothing, you're just as beautiful as you were always." He said not breaking the eye contact.

You didn't say anything just kept gazing into his eyes.

" Your eyes are the prettiest among all I've ever seen. You have a perfect slim and pointed nose and a flawless skin." He leaned in and breathed just near your nose.

His gaze dropped on your lips. Hot breaths almost grazed your lips as he spoke. You froze on your place.

" And your lips.... they're so.... kissable."

Namjoon closed his eyes, the tip of his nose brushed against yours.

" OMO! Yoon shijin-shi! Is that you?!" A voice called and you immediately pulled yourself back.

You flipped around to find a 10 year old girl looking up at you whilst tucking the fabric of your dress in her little fist.

You smiled. " It is me, little one."" I'm a fan of yours! Can I click a selfie with you??! Please." She chirped. " Aww, How can I refuse you. Come with me." You held her hand. Leading the little girl out from the not-so-crowded dance floor after excusing yourself.

Namjoon stood there, dumbfounded.

" It didn't happen today but might happen soon. Very soon."

He smiled looking at your disappearing back.

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( A/n : Okay guys, now we have Sir Namjoon in the story!

Damn!!

And I'm damn sure no one thought something like this was coming up. )