Boyfriend Scenarios/One-shots {Requests closed}

BTS: Jin x reader

Name: Min (Y/n)
Age: 23
Date of Birth: February 14th 1994
Place of Birth: Jinhae, South Korea
Current residence: Seoul, South Korea
Mental/Physical illnesses: None
Blood Type: AB
Abilities: Professional photographer. Friendly. Sociable. Polite. Good listener and nice to talk to.
References: JYP Entertainment.
YG Entertainment and Cube Entertainment.

*Attachted image*
(Change to your hair length/colour and eye colour)
<Open> <Ignore>

<Accept> <Decline>
<Message Sent>

Bzzzzz Bzzzzz
Your phone went off but you didn't want to move, the position you were in being too comfortable. A man lay beside you, more specifically, your boyfriend. His left arm laying flat across the bed with you resting your head/neck on it, curled up against him, your head more or less on his shoulder/chest than his arm. His black hair a mess as he turned his head to face you with tired eyes, bringing his arm from behind you and onto your waist. Your arm rest across his chest as your right hand rest just ahead of your face, on his shoulder, shifting your eyes to meet his before gently placing a small kiss to his lips.
"Whats happened?" His voice was quiet but deep, husky due to just waking up.
"Haven't checked yet."
Shuffling your hand across your bedside table, you searched for your phone, not wanting to open your eyes and lose precious sleep. Your hand quietly hit against the table a few times before finally hitting against a cold device, vibrating once more. (E/c) eyes were revealed to the world as you opened your eyes, holding the phone above you to check the message received only moments ago.

<BigHitEnt>
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted as a personal photographer and part of the camera crew for BangTan Sonyeodan. Hoping you can start around noon today to get acquainted with the rest of the staff and members. Please bring all necessary equipment as it will be set up in a specific room. Thank you.
Sincerely, Bang-PD.

You stared at the screen for a few more moments before slowly sitting up, swinging your legs off the bed and rubbing your eyes to wake yourself up properly. The lean body of your boyfriend sitting up and leaning against his bent legs, his hair an absolute mess...but a cute kind of mess.
And then it hit you with a very large sigh.
"What was it?" He asked, wrapping his arms around your waist and placing a small but lingering kiss on your shoulder as you leant back into him.
"I got an email back. I start noon today. But...I've got to leave in about half an hour." Turning to face him, you placed a quick kiss on his cheek before standing up.
Finally out of bed, you went into the bathroom, showered, brushed teeth and dried off, quickly re-emerging into your room to grab a suitable outfit of ripped blue skinny jeans, a blue and red flannel (buttoned up but leaving the top two undone) with a black tank top underneath. Soon grabbing your bag, cramming your phone into it as well as headphones, a speaker, camera and other small cables and minor necessities, briefly being told via text that other larger things would be picked up.
"I'll see you in a bit." And with that a small kiss was shared before you left the apartment.
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The BigHit building wasn't anything special. An average building with the companies name. The surrounding area, just like any other. Concrete and paved, a tree every so often along the pathway. You were quickly allowed entrance and shown up to a plain, empty, white room, a couch being the only thing to occupy it.
"This'll be your work room. Please, decorate as needed." The staff member said and you nodded.
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A desk now sat in the corner of the room, curving around about five foot on each of the two walls, a laptop and compute on one side while a printer sat on the far side next to the PC monitor. Fairy lights were strewn up along the two joining walls so you could easily hang up the final photo's and let them dry off before handing them over. You found it more effective than emailing them because the Producer could see the final finish before being published. Some small and cute pegs were attached to the fairy lights. Your camera sat on the free desk along with a few shelves sitting above it, drawers full of (organised) cables below the desk. One of those spinning chairs sat comfortable in the corner of the desk, covered in a fuzzy blanket and a cushion while the colour was a lovely black and baby blue, especially since you were most likely to fall asleep during editing or something (hence leaving the couch in the room).