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Allure

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Famous producer Namjoon and rising star Jungkook are working together to promote Jungkook’s new album Allure. Unfortunately, the two of them can’t stand each other. Good thing there’s a new intern around who’s not afraid to put either of them in their place.

The sound of the large clock on Namjoon’s studio’s wall is nearly deafening in the silence, each tick seeming to echo through the room. He frowns, gets up from his chair, and walks to his backpack which he slung on top of his small couch, rummaging through until he finds the headache medicine he was so desperately craving. He takes it dry, not chasing it with water as he should. Once the two pills have forcibly made their way down his throat he checks his phone, curing under his breath.

In half an hour, that annoying prick Jungkook will be here at his studio. If someone had told Namjoon a year ago that he’d be producing the next mixtape of his favorite indie musician, he would have been ecstatic. But that joy quickly faded when he realized how arrogant Jungkook was. Sure, he was incredibly talented and had a voice that would tempt angels out of Heaven, but his personality is borderline intolerable. And while Jungkook’s mixtape is one of Namjoon’s proudest moments, he can’t wait until it’s over and he doesn’t have to see Jungkook’s stupid face nearly every day anymore.

Someone knocks softly on his door, snapping him out of his slightly mopey thoughts.

“Come in,” he barks out, wishing Jungkook would have rescheduled today like he did a million times during production.

The door creaks open to reveal an unfamiliar figure holding a steaming cup of coffee.

“Sorry to interrupt,” she says politely, “But your manager asked me to bring this to you,”

She steps into the room and outstretches her hand, ready to hand the beverage over. Namjoon doesn’t move to take it, however, instead simply staring at her skeptically

“Who are you?” he asks rudely.

He hasn’t seen her around before and it certainly wouldn't be the first time a crazed fan broke into the company to try and meet him. God, the lengths people will go to!

“Oh,” she begins, “My name is Céron. I’m the new intern,”

“What happened to Mika?” Namjoon asks, still suspicious.

“She apparently got a job offer elsewhere. I was hired as her replacement about three weeks ago.”

Namjoon looks her over, eyes carefully falling on every inch of her from the work appropriate sensible heels to her black slacks and white button-up. She’s a bit taller than average and has some noticeable curves, as well. Overall, she doesn’t look threatening.

Céron pulls at the simple black cord around her neck, tugging her employee ID out from under her shirt.

“You can have a look at this if it makes you feel better. Or I can go ask my manager to have someone else bring you coffee,” she says in that same polite, slightly uninvolved tone.

Before Namjoon can speak up and tell her that it’s fine, a very flashily dressed Jungkook turns the corner and strolls towards the open studio door.

“Ey yo, Namjoon!” he shouts as he approaches, looking ridiculous in his gigantic white furry coat, “My main man!”

Jungkook brushes past Céron without even looking at her, snatching Namjoon’s coffee before taking a sip and cringing instantly.

“Oh God, that’s awful,” he says, face all screwed up in an expression Namjoon finds hilarious.

“Not so cool now, huh?” the producer thinks, winking at the slightly baffled intern still standing at the door.

“That you for the coffee, new intern,” he says, already forgetting her name.

“Can you get me a grande, iced, sugar-free, vanilla latte with soy milk? Oh and make sure you don’t go to Starbucks, they never get it right. There’s an indie coffee shop like forty minutes from here that does it justttt right. Okay? Thanks!” Jungkook says, smiling at Céron with a grin so bright and charming that she almost forgets how pretentious he sounds.

“Well?” Jungkook prompts once it’s clear that the intern is a little starstruck.

“Oh, yes, right away!” she says, turning around quickly to make her way out despite having no clue where that coffee shop he said to go to is.

As the door closes behind her, Jungkook’s smile fades as he flops down on the couch pushed against the studio wall. He places his still shoe clad feet on the fine fabric, rolling his head to the side with one arm propped behind his neck.

“Where’s Mika?” Jungkook asks Namjoon.

In the weeks that they’ve been working together, Jungkook has made it his personal mission to flirt with each and every female employee who works in Namjoon’s company. The producer is one hundred percent positive he’s doing it just to annoy him.

“Can you be professional for once?” Namjoon says, swiveling his chair around to face Jungkook and ignoring his question, “And get your feet off of my couch! Who raised you?!”

“Your mom,” Jungkook says, as he sits up, sticking his tongue out at him, “And of course I can be professional.”

He crosses his legs and sits up straight.

“See?”

Namjoon rolls his eyes.

“Whatever. Let’s just get down to business, alright? The tracks are done, all that’s left is promotion. My team has drawn up a schedule, so all I need to do is go over it with you and finalize everything.”

“Fine, fine,” Jungkook says dismissively, “Let’s get it over with.”

By the time Céron makes it back to the studio with Jungkook’s crazy expensive coffee (seriously, who pays twenty dollars for one coffee?) Namjoon is ready to rip Jungkook’s soft locks out of his head. He’s shot down every suggestion Namjoon has come up with and has offered up nothing in return.

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Namjoon shouts so loudly that Céron hesitates outside of the door, knuckles just grazing the wood.

“No one told you to go pick those dates. You should have spoken to me first,” Jungkook’s voice wafts through gently

He’s speaking as if he's addressing a young child.

“You know what?” Namjoon’s voice grows in volumes.

Céron decides that she’s heard enough. She knocks loudly on the door, interrupting their fight before it can really get going.

“Your coffee is here,” she says politely as if she hadn’t heard anything.

“Thank you,” Jungkook says politely, grabbing the coffee and immediately beginning to down it.

“I hope you choke,” Namjoon bites out bitterly, causing Céron to gasp.

In the short time that she’s been working in this company, Namjoon has never been so rude to any of his clients. Each time she passed him in the hallway or saw him interacting with a client or staff member, he always seemed so polite. She wonders what could have irritated him enough to be so mean to Jungkook.

“Hey, Intern,” Jungkook says, ignoring Namjoon’s remark, “I have a question for you.”

“Okay . . .” she says, suddenly aware that she's under his eagle-eyed stare.

Jeon Jungkook is an extremely popular new artist with a fanbase devoted to his unique sound and his gorgeous face. He has the same level of star power as other celebrities years his senior and he knows it. That cockiness shows in every inch of his being from the expensive clothes he wears to the way he walks by people, head straight and never paying anyone else any mind.

But now she’s at the center of Jungkook’s attention and she doesn’t know how to feel about it. Slight unease washes over her.

“Tell me,” he says loftily, “Do you think it’s unreasonable for me to protest a promotion schedule if it was created without my input?”

“Well . . .”

“Oh, get over yourself, Jeon,” Namjoon snaps before Céron can even get her sentence out, “our team was the one who refused to contribute. Don’t act like this was something I did to spite you. If anything, it’s the other way around.”

Céron feels very much as if she just walked into a war zone based on the way the two men are glaring at each other.

“So tell me,” Namjoon continues, staring at her, “Who do you think is being unreasonable? Since Jungkook dragged you into this, you tell us whose being the difficult one and we’ll stop arguing.”

For several moments, Céron doesn’t speak at all. Jungkook is sure that she’s entirely overwhelmed by being in this situation and is about to protest when she speaks up.

“If I can be honest with you,” she says, slightly afraid of losing her job. She continues when Namjoon and Jungkook both nod at her to finish, “I think both of you are in the wrong.”

“What?” Jungkook asks, nearly spilling that expensive coffee over himself in shock.

“You’re joking!” Namjoon shouts.

Céron shakes her head.

“It would be obvious to anyone that the two of you don’t seem to get along well. But regardless of that fact, you’re both professionals with a job to do. It honestly seems like you’re getting nowhere. I’m surprised that an album was produced in the first place with all this bickering.”

The two men are completely shell shocked. Neither of them quite know what to say. But once the words start flowing, Céron can’t bring herself to stop. She’s always been incredibly aware of herself and her surroundings and often points them out to other people. It’s what makes her so good at her job - what made her get hired to replace a well trusted and respected assistant even though she’s still just an intern.

“Namjoon, you seem unusually hostile. In the time I have been working here, I’ve only seen you be kind and polite to people. Honestly, you’re turning into a bit of a monster.”

Jungkook is smirking at the other man but he soon turns stoic as Céron turns her sights on him.

“And you,” she says, “I don’t know you personally, so I can’t speak on behalf of your character. But I can say that you come off as being an incredibly arrogant diva who thinks the sun shines just for him. It’s really annoying and makes it hard to like you.”

Once she’s said her two cents, Céron stands in front of the two of them, half expecting to be scolded. It wouldn’t be the first time her mouth got her into trouble, though she’ll hopefully be able to talk herself out of it.

“Fair enough,” Namjoon says suddenly, “What was your name again?”

“Céron,” she says, voice strong.

“Céron . . . why don’t you sit in on the rest of this meeting and keep us both in line, hm? You’re absolutely right - we are both professionals,” he says, still shooting a glare at Jungkook, “And it is extremely important that we get this schedule all figured out. Do you have any objections, Jeon?”

Jungkook shakes his head and returns to the couch, fluffing his gigantic coat and sipping on the rest of his coffee. It’s obvious that Céron’s words affected him, even if he won’t be honest about it.

“Alright then,” Namjoon says, clapping his hands, “Let’s get on with it, shall we?”

He’s honestly exhausted from fighting with Jungkook all the time. If Céron can keep them from arguing by putting both of them in their places, Namjoon is all the happier for it. After all, it means that Jungkook will be out of his hair once and for all much sooner.

“Céronnnnnnnnnn” a voice whines, startling the assistant from her previous concentration.

She received the promotion after Namjoon insisted she become his new assistant after she mediated the scheduling meeting. He and Jungkook were actually able to get some work done and without disagreements dissolving into full-blown arguments.

“Yes, Jungkook,” she says without turning from her task, eager to write down all the things she needs to bring for today’s busy schedule before she forgets something.

Namjoon’s favorite water bottle, a lint roller for Jungkook, breath mints, an entire wardrobe change for the both of them, advance CDs for them to sign and give to the radio stations . . .

“Have you seen my -”

“Your phone is over there on that table,” Céron says, nodding her head in the right direction.

Jungkook frowns. He hates being interrupted more than almost anything and would normally throw a fit, but since it’s Céron, he’ll let it pass. It’s been two weeks since the schedule was finally adjusted and sent out. Thankfully, due to Namjoon’s popularity as a producer and Jungkook’s rising fame, they didn’t run into any problems getting appointments set such last minute.

More than anything, he's upset that Céron didn’t even turn to face him. He’d dressed up nicely and everything, although he’d lied to himself and said it was because of all the public appearances he and Namjoon are making today. No, he paid extra attention to his hair and clothes today because he wanted her to notice.

Jungkook’s never had any issues getting attention, not even before he got famous, but something about Namjoon’s assistant is different. She’s so bold and upfront and willing to put him in his place and it’s exciting. It makes her interesting, makes her worth vying for attention. He’s tried to flirt with her on several occasions, but Jungkook knows that she doesn’t take him seriously and it’s starting to piss him off.

Trying not to stomp off like a child, Jungkook retrieves his misplaced phone and returns to Céron’a side, peeking over her shoulder.

“What are you doing?” he asks, leaning as close to her as he thinks he can get away with.

From an outsider's perspective, it’s obvious what he’s doing, but Céron is focused entirely on her list.

“Trying to make sure today goes off without a hitch. The first day of promotions is the most important.”

“Mmhm,” he says, leaning just a tad closer.

“Are you wearing a new cologne?” Céron asks suddenly, turning her head and noticing how close he is for the first time.

“Yes,” he says, nearly ecstatic that she’s finally looking at him, “Do you like it?”

“Not really, no,” she says, crushing his happiness only to bring it surging right on back when she continues, “Your other one is better. It smells more like you. Sweeter. It suits you really well.”

Something inside of the star warms considerably. Before he can say anything, though, a voice calls out.

“Stop flirting with my assistant, will ya?” Namjoon says, strolling up with his hands in his pockets.

“Oh hey, Joonie,” Céron says, looking at Namjoon right away and smiling.

Jungkook scowls. Since when are the two of them on nickname basis? And why does she smile at Namjoon instead of at him?

“Is that brat bothering you?”

“Oh he’s fine,” Céron says, nudging Jungkook playfully, “He just lost his phone and needed someone to find it.”

She goes back to making her list.

Hairbrushes, lip balm, chewing gum . . .

“Sureeee” Namjoon says, his tone telling Jungkook that he sees right through his little ploy, “Are you almost ready to head out? We should get going soon.”

All the other staff members from both Namjoon and Jungkook’s company are mulling about and doing last-minute tasks.

“You guys are due to leave in five minutes. I’ll be taking one of the vans with a few other workers and catch up when we arrive at the first station.”

Both Jungkook and Namjoon’s hearts sink to their stomachs. They’d both planned on getting her to ride with them.

“But -” Namjoon starts.

“The two of you should get going. We don’t need to get behind on our first stop. It’ll mess the rest of the day up.”

“But -” Jungkook pipes in.

“And I’ll make sure to bring snacks and phone chargers since we won’t have time to stop to rest or to get some real food until late tonight.”

When neither of them moves, Céron looks up and shoos them away playfully.

“I’ll see you both in less than twenty minutes,” she says.

“But how am I supposed to function without you?” Namjoon pouts.

He’s only half kidding. Céron is the best assistant he’s ever had, always there to handle whatever issues he may have. He honestly loves having her around. His heart may beat just a tad bit faster when she’s around, but he’d never admit it. Namjoon makes eye contact with Jungkook. They both look away quickly, not liking the expression on the other’s face. They don’t look so disappointed.

“You’ll be fine for twenty minutes, Joonie,” she pauses, “You too Kookie. Go before you two actually make us late.”

They walk away together, each of them having to go in the same direction.

“Kookie, huh?” Namjoon pesters, trying to get a rise out of Jungkook.

“Oh shut up,” the star says, cheeks blazing red.

It’s the first time she’s ever called him that. Jungkook is incredibly pleased to have earned a nickname of his own.

“You’re one to talk, Joonie,” he pokes back, sneering.

Now it’s Namjoon’s time to blush.

Céron was right. She’s not away from either of them for more than twenty minutes before they catch sight of her mulling around with the other staff at the radio station where their first interview is taking place. Jungkook wants to go say ‘hi’ and Namjoon wants to claim that he had a very difficult time indeed going without her help for twenty whole minutes, but they’re already being ushered into the recording room and given giant headsets. They have no choice but to wait until the interview is over to speak with her.

The ‘RECORDING’ sign above the door lights up red.

“I’m so glad you guys made Smile radio your first place on this promotion tour,” one of the MCs, a young man named Jimin says, “We’re so happy to get to talk about Jungkook’s new mixtape - Allure,”

“Thank you,” Jungkook says, tearing his eyes away from the glass Céron stands behind, giving him a thumbs-up, “I’m glad that it’s finally out! It’s really been a labor of love.”

As much as Namjoon still doesn’t like Jungkook, he has to agree with the younger’s words one hundred percent.

“There are twelve tracks on the album and they’re all amazing,” Jimin compliments, “Can you walk me through the production phase of these songs?”

“Well,” Namjoon says, taking over, “I usually have a couple of melodies stocked up in my computer just from messing around in my free time. Sometimes the artist I end up working with will vibe with one or more of them and that was the case this time around. Forever, the title track, had been sitting in my drafts for over a year when I let Jungkook listen to it.”

“Oh yeah,” Jungkook says, hopping in, “I already had a couple of the lyrics floating around in my brain before working with Namjoon and they just fit in so perfectly with what he showed me.”

Namjoon is the one looking through the glass now, noticing how focused Céron is on the interview. Everyone else is talking amongst themselves, already used to this sort of thing and not really caring anymore. After all, the interviews are almost all the same anyway.

But not her. Even though Céron let it spill that she’s actually a big fan of Namjoon’s work and thus has heard or watched almost every piece of media he’s released or been in, she watches intently, giving the two of them her full attention. It’s so endearing. She smiles and waves at him slightly.

“Isn’t that right Namjoon?” Jungkook says suddenly, startling Namjoon ever so slightly.

“Oh absolutely,” Namjoon says without missing a beat even though he has no idea what Jungkook and Jimin were talking about.

“And what was it like working with Namjoon for you, Jungkook?” Jimin asks, thankfully moving on from whatever the previous topic was, “I know you usually self produce all of your songs. Was it hard giving some of the control over to someone else.”

“Oh, he was great to work with,” Jungkook says, watching as Céron laughs to herself on the other side of the glass, the two of them sharing a secret.

He wishes he could hear the sound of it.

“He’s a very talented producer,” Jungkook continues, “And he’s produced music for some of the artists I look up to - V and Min Suga, for example. As I grow as an artist, I am presented with more opportunities that I never would have had before, like working with Namjoon. I know it’s all thanks to my lovely fanbase that I am where I am today, so I want to say a special thank you to all of my bunnies.”

Céron has to admit, Jungkook is quite a smooth talker. It reminds her of how dazzled he left her the first day they met, even if he was being a bit of a brat then.

Almost as if he’s reading her mind, Jungkook sends her a sly wink.

For the rest of the interview, the two men get easily diverted, playing with Céron through their answers and mannerisms, both falling a little bit deeper with every second that passes. And while they blunder over their words a bit more than usual, neither of them can say they’re upset about the distraction.

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