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Hoseok walked into the book store, hoping to find the particular book he had been searching for. Little did he know that fate had a surprise in store for him. As he was perusing the aisles, he saw someone familiar. Hoseok's eyes went wide – it was none other than the renowned business tycoon, Kim Namjoon, his inspiration, his crush, his love. Hoseok's dream man stood before him making his heart beat faster.

The man was checking out a book. Intrigued by the presence of his idol, Hoseok couldn't resist the urge to get closer. As he approached, he couldn't help but feel a surge of intense emotions. Namjoon, noticed the young man staring at him. He raised an eyebrow and playfully inquired, "Can I help you?"

With a chuckle and a nervous nod, Hoseok adjusted his glasses, gathering his courage to speak. "You are Kim Namjoon, right?" he asked, trying to conceal his excitement.

Namjoon smirked and replied, "I am, at least for now. Why? Do you want me to change it?" His playful remark only added to Hoseok's admiration for the charismatic businessman.

Hoseok's face lit up, unable to contain his enthusiasm. "I've heard so much about you!" he exclaimed, feeling a mix of awe and nervousness.

Namjoon, ever the witty and quick thinker, quipped, "Am I part of your course?" His words brought a playful sparkle to his eyes, leaving Hoseok momentarily lost for words. Namjoon ruffled Hoseok's hair affectionately and walked away without waiting for a response, leaving Hoseok in a state of pure exhilaration.

Unable to contain his excitement any longer, Hoseok dashed back home, bursting with joy forgetting he was supposed to buy a book. He eagerly called out for his dad, who was engrossed in typing on the computer. "Guess what, Appa? I saw someone special today!" he exclaimed, his cheeks flushed with happiness.

His father, sensing the contagious excitement in Hoseok's voice and the telltale blush on his face, smiled knowingly. "Let me guess," he teased, "It must be Kim Namjoon."

Hoseok's eyes widened, astonished by his father's accurate guess. He couldn't help but laugh at the undeniable truth. "Yes, Appa! How did you know?"

His father simply winked and replied, "A father knows everything about his son – what he says and what he doesn't."

Hoseok was rambling on about Namjoon, "Appa, he is so amazing, I mean...his presence, it's so, so captivating, and his confidence... It's like he has this magnetic aura around him."

Hoseok's father listens attentively, a warm smile gracing his face as he teased his son, "Sounds like someone has a major crush, huh?"

Hoseok blushes, his cheeks turning a rosy shade of pink. "Well, maybe... But it's more than that, Dad. Its admiration, His assertiveness, his courage, the way he takes charge... It's all so attractive."

His father chuckles, understanding his son's infatuation. Mr. Jung patted his son's back affectionately, "Son, it's natural to be inspired and drawn to someone who possesses qualities you admire. Namjoon seems like an extraordinary person." Hoseok nods eagerly, his eyes lighting up with anticipation.

Hoseok couldn't wait and jumped in, "Exactly! He's not just a business tycoon, Dad. He's a leader, a role model. And the way he carries himself with such self-control and discipline, it's admirable. I want to embody those qualities too. I wish I was like him."

"Hobi, it's wonderful to have someone who inspires you. Use it as a motivation but always understand that you don't have to be like him or anyone else. Just be the best version of yourself." Hoseok's father explained but Hoseok can't help but giggle with giddiness.

Hoseok nodded happily, "I'm proud of you, Hoseok. Remember, great leaders are not just admired; they inspire others to believe in themselves. Be that leader, son. Be an inspiration.". Hoseok smiles, feeling the warmth and support of his father's words envelop him.

He ran to his room and sat on his bed. He took out his phone that has pictures of Namjoon. He stares at it for a while and closes his eyes, picturing Namjoon's captivating presence, and begins to dream of a future where he can make a difference, inspired by his idol and crush.

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Namjoon stared at his plate of scrambled eggs and toast, feeling a strange flutter in his chest. He had never felt this way before, not even with his ex-girlfriend. But ever since he met Seokjin, he couldn't stop thinking about him. His smile, his laugh, his voice... everything about him was captivating.

Jimin noticed his distracted expression and nudged him. "Hey, what's up with you hyung? You look like you're in love or something."

Namjoon blushed and shook his head. "No, no, it's nothing. Just... work stuff."

Jimin raised an eyebrow. "Work stuff? Really? You're the CEO of one of the biggest companies in the country. You don't have to worry about "work stuff". You have people for that."

Namjoon sighed. "Okay, there's this guy..."

Jimin gasped and clapped his hands overdramatically making Joon roll his eyes. "A guy? Oh my god, Namjoon, you're finally coming out of your shell! So, who is he? Where did you meet him? Is he cute? Is he nice? Is he single?"

"Shut up Jimin", Namjoon retorted as he felt his face heat up even more. He elaborated how he met Seokjin at Kook's art gallery and how that handsome man made a lasting impression on Namjoon. He is unlike other people who fawn over me. This guy, he is different. And yes, he's cute and nice and single. But I don't know if he likes me back. I mean, we've only talked once and it didn't go great."

Jimin rolled his eyes. "Ah, the mighty business tycoon struck by Cupid's arrow! And who's this Seokjin that has captured your heart, my friend? Joon hyung, you're such a scaredy cat sometimes. Why don't you ask him out?"

Namjoon hesitated. "I don't know...I'm not good at this kind of thing. I don't know anything about him. What if he rejects me? What if he thinks I'm weird?"

Jimin snorted. "Please, you're not weird. You're handsome, smart, successful and kind. Any guy would be lucky to have you. And if he rejects you, then he's not worth your time anyway."

Namjoon bit his lip. He wanted to believe Jimin, but he was still nervous.

Jimin sighed and took out his phone. "Fine, if you're too chicken to do it yourself, I'll do it for you." He got up from the table and walked out of the room.

Namjoon panicked and stood up. "Wait, Jimin, what are you doing?"

But Jimin ignored him, dialed a number on his phone and went to the other room. Within a few minutes, he came out with a sticky note and a proud grin. "There you go and you are welcome." He stuck it on Namjoon's shirt and gave him a thumbs up that had Seokjin's number. Jimin continued, "Kook also said that he heard Jin will be going to an auction tomorrow night. He's looking for some antique collection. So, this is your chance big brother."

"Wow"

"Yeah big wow Joon hyung. Now go get my brother-in-law." Jimin chuckled and Namjoon threw a napkin at him. He felt his insides churn.

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At the auction:

Namjoon walked into the antique auction hall, feeling nervous and excited. He had been wanting to meet Seokjin. He scanned the room, looking for a familiar face. He spotted Seokjin, sitting with a group of other auctioneers. Seokjin was wearing a sharp suit and a smug smile. He looked confident and handsome, as always.

Namjoon looked at him with happiness. He felt his heart skip faster. He took a seat in the back row. He hoped to find something interesting and affordable in the auction. He looked at the catalog, browsing through the items. He saw some paintings, some furniture, some jewelry, some books. Nothing caught his eye.

But then the auctioneer began speaking.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have a very special item for you today. This is a set of fake teeth from the 19th century, made of porcelain and gold. These are not your ordinary dentures, these are a piece of history. They belonged to a very wealthy and toothless person, who spared no expense to have a dazzling smile. Look at the craftsmanship, the detail, the elegance of these teeth. They are a rare and valuable find, as porcelain teeth were very uncommon at that time. They were discovered by chance at the bottom of a box of junk at a car boot fair. Can you imagine the surprise of the lucky finder? These teeth are estimated to be worth between 2,000 and 2,500. won. That's a lot of money for a mouthful of teeth. But these are not just any teeth, these are antique teeth. Who knows what stories they could tell? Who knows what secrets they could reveal? These teeth are a treasure, and they could be yours today. So let's start the bidding. Who will give me 2,000 won for these magnificent teeth? Do I hear 2,000 won? Anyone? Come on, don't be shy. These teeth won't bite you. They will only make you richer and happier. Who will give me 2,000 won for these wonderful teeth?"

God knows what prompted Namjoon to bid as he desperately wanted Seokjin's attention. Seokjin saw where the voice came from and looked at Joon.

"2,000 won!" Joon shouted.

The auctioneer nodded.

"We have 2,000 won for these magnificent teeth. Do I hear 2,100 won?"

Namjoon heard a voice from the front row.

"2,100 won!" It was Seokjin.

Namjoon felt a shock of surprise. Why was Seokjin bidding on the teeth? Did he want them too? Or was he just trying to annoy him? Namjoon looked at Seokjin with an amused expression but Seokjin just smirked. Namjoon raised his hand again.

"2,200 won!" he yelled.

The auctioneer smiled.

"We have 2,200 won for these wonderful teeth. Do I hear 2,300 won?"

Seokjin raised his hand. "2,300 won!".

Namjoon bit his cheeks. "2,400 won!" he shouted.

The auctioneer nodded. "We have 2,400 won for these amazing teeth. Do I hear 2,500 won?"

Seokjin raised his hand again, "3000 won!" .

Namjoon knew what Seokjin was doing. But he had a plan. He raised his hand one last time, "3,600 won!".

The auctioneer gasped. "We have 3,600 won for these incredible teeth. Do I hear 4,000 won?"

He looked at Seokjin expectantly.

But Seokjin shook his head. "No. Let him have his teeth, he might want to impress someone with his shiny smile," he said mockingly.

The auctioneer looked around the room. "Going once...going twice...sold! To the gentleman in the back row for 3,600 won! Congratulations to the fine gentlemen in the suit!"

He banged his gavel. The crowd erupted in applause and laughter.

Namjoon knew he won this round. He looked at Seokjin again. Seokjin was smiling at him as if he made a fool out of Namjoon.

Namjoon felt a surge of triumph as he held the teeth in his hands. He had outbid Seokjin and claimed the prize. He looked at Seokjin again, expecting to see a hint of respect or admiration in his eyes. But instead, he saw a smile that was full of mockery and amusement. Seokjin was laughing at him, not with him. He was laughing at his foolishness, his impulsiveness, his obsession. He was laughing at his wasted money, his useless purchase, his hopeless crush. Namjoon let Seokjin be in his attitude. He realized it is better to let Seokjin win, let him think that he won.

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At Jung Mansion the next day, Hoseok and his parents were howling with laughter. Seokjin climbed down the stairs to the breakfast table happily. He sat down, feeling surrounded by giggles.

Mr. Jung, with a sense of anger in his eye, asked sarcastically, "So, what did you buy on the antique show, Seokjin?"

Seokjin, trying to keep his cool, cooed happily, "Appa, you will be happy to know that I didn't buy anything."

His mother chimed in, unable to contain her laughter, "Oh, come on, Seokjin! We know you and your love for antiques!"

Seokjin rolled his eyes playfully, replying, "No, I swear, I didn't buy anything this time."

Mr. Hwan slammed a box on the table, causing everyone to jump. Seokjin looked at it with an amused expression and said, "Appa, I swear I didn't buy anything, really."

Opening the box cautiously, he realized he had fallen victim to a prank and he knew the man who was behind it. Inside the box was a set of fake teeth, and his family burst into laughter again.

Hoseok couldn't help but began laughing again. "Well, I guess it's true what they say, 'You can't escape the teeth of fate!'"

But Mr. Hwan was frustrated, "I don't have money to burn on this antique crap, Seokjin!"

Hoseok, still grinning, replied with mock seriousness, "Ah, but these teeth are a true antique, Appa. They're from the ancient land of Dentalis!"

The Jung family erupted into laughter once more, but Seokjin clenched his fists. He was not only being played but his whole family was mocking him. He slammed his hands on the table before storming off to his bedroom.

Within a few minutes, his phone rang, and Seokjin answered with a sigh, "Hello."

A familiar voice on the other end teased, "Hope you liked my gift."

Seokjin retorted smoothly, "I did, and so did my family. You really know how to make an impression, huh?"

The voice on the other end chuckled, "Well, I try my best."

"Yes, So I think it's important that I meet you."

"Hmm... How about tomorrow at S-coffee shop at 5?"

"In the morning?" Seokjin asked, incredulously.

Namjoon laughed, "No, no. 5 pm. I wouldn't call you at 5 am. After all, you need your beauty sleep."

Seokjin blushed at the man's words, but quickly regained his composure, saying, "Fine." He didn't wait for a response but he could feel his insides churning. He couldn't help but think, "Well, at least he knows the importance of a well-rested face. Maybe he's not so bad after all."

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TBC...........

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