I am your perfection -( BTs taehyung / v centric abusive manager )

Take it off [ rewritten dec 2022]

UpDATE _ I totally changed this chapter pls re read sorry
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Tae Wore a black Long sleeves turtle neck to practice this time
He stared at himself in the toilet mirror
Honey eyes that sometimes glinted like pieces of yellow glass struck by the sun
Freckles that somehow were lasting since summer,
Hair dark brown but idol certifiably fried - jungkook said the way it had dried into waves had surfer vibes
Taehyung begged to differ - then again most of the time his hair was sweat slicked or styled so he didn't really bother

Then there was that black turtle neck
To dance ? If anyone would do that it was taehyung

No one bothered to ask why, assuming the younger was just exploring his eccentric fashion sense  untill he was wiping sweat off his forehead during the appropriately titled  'fire' , missing just a half beat before his line .

The music abruptly stopped and the room was filled with the  heavy breaths of 7 members, chests rising and falling in unison , their glossy reflections attacking them from every angle and waves of heat radiating off of them and pressing against their skin , blood rushing rhythmically beneath the surface .

Jungkooks eyebrows furrowed as he squinted at the manager , he looked like a glazed donut yet he still tried to keep his posture straight. 

but even the maknae had to admit this new manager guys work ethic had his stamina struggling .

There was a moment of confused silence -
" manager nim ?" Hope interrupted , his voice barely an exhaled breath
" V your lagging a half beat -" the older man  almost said in song -the masquerade of bashful kindness was paper thin  , with that ..that small pitiful smile void of emotion , that restrained head tilt . As if to say I'm so sorry your terrible , my apologies

" I- I'm sorry ," Taehyung stuttered he wiped his forehead with his sleeves  , staring up at the towering male from beneath his wet overgrown bangs
The music replayed and taehyung continued perhaps still less than a half beat off before the music stopped abruptly leaving the halting squeeks of sneakers against the studio room floor .
"V," he almost seemed  to yell , before swallowing his words and taking a deep breath . Grittily recomposing his face
Taehyungs face was flushing red slowly as his heart banged against his chest . The room filled now with nothing but tension and the heavy breaths of members .
Manager nim pressed his fingers to his nose , a deep sigh coming out from his chest
" v, I know it may seem minor to you but your shirt ," he let out a short exhale " ... your shirt is ridiculous v ," Manager  seemed somewhat uncharacteristically angry - his emotional range seemed to only  span from a somewhat pleasant neutral state to cold or maybe confused apathy - seeing a semblance of a glare had the boys in cognitive dissonance
" my - what ?"
Tae heard a quiet sigh from his left , maybe jimin . Admittedly it was a dumb comment , but taehyung was under pressure .
" it's slowing you down , you should know what practice atire is by now - don't you agree kiddo"
Taehyung shrinked under the mans laser beam eyes , narrowing at the man - he felt like he was back in school , confronted by the worst types of teachers intimidated to the point of speechlessness
God why was he so pathetic
Fucking speechless
" I'm sorry -" v said it like a question

Jimin stared at the floor and he really didn't want to roll his eyes because V was his best friend but seriously ?

" let's get changed then "
Tae hyung froze awkwardly
" Now ."
" I don't have any spares ."
" God V , " he sighed " do I have to hold your hand for every little problem ? then just take it off ."
Namjoon coughed quietly choking on his water at the back and Jungkook made a quite uncomfortable ahem but V just gulped .
Just take it off
V didn't even let the boys see him change during fittings .