~Elite~

"a small group of people who have a lot of advantages and keep the most power and influence."

Talent scout!Kyungsoo

WARNING: minor profanities, suggestive scenes/dialogue, locations may not be accurate

DISCLAIMER: none of the characters, labels, or locations belong to me. This is a work of fiction. 

"Are you interested in becoming a global sensation?" Kyungsoo fluently repeats the same lines he's been saying for the past 3 years, staring into the other man's eyes through his sunglasses as he quickly whips out a business card from his pocket, "Because I think you have the looks for it. Here, give us a call--"

"--Sorry, but I'm not really interested." The other responds curtly, and Kyungsoo groans, because that face is too goddamn gorgeous to not be on magazine covers.

He tries yet again, "Come on, you've heard of PCY Entertainment, right?" Kyungsoo flashes the business card in front of the other boy's face again, "If you manage to get in, there'll be tons of fame in it for you; and you don't have anything to lose by going--"

"I'm sorry, I'm really not, um. Looking for that kind of job right now."

Kyungsoo immediately feels heat rushing to his head. He know this can sometimes come up when scouting new talents; they think that the entertainment industry is a place where people use their bodies and money to rise to the top, and Kyungsoo's always felt a bit insulted about that. But after years of practice, he's managed to keep it bottle up.

"Now see here," He sighs, and takes off his sunglasses in frustration, "Your face screams to me that you're naturally gifted in this field, and I'm actually doing you a huge favor by just scouting you first." Kyungsoo, to his annoyance, has to raise his chin to talk to the man, "Just take this card, alright? And call the number if you--"

"Actually, I uh."

Kyungsoo was starting to get a bit irritated at how the other keeps on interrupting him.

"Just--" Kyungsoo his lips, it's been a while since he's had to do this much work on a talent, "Tell me, what do I have to do to convince--you?"

"Jongin." The man says quickly, his face blossoming into a shy smile and Kyungsoo almost sobs because if he doesn't scout this one, he just might quite his job in shame, "My name's Kim Jongin."

"Well, Kim Jongin, we could have your name printed on magazines and broadcasted on radios if you would just--"

"I'll do it." Jongin interrupts with a blush.

"...Really? Oh thank go--"

"I'll do it--" Jongin takes a deep breath, and his face flushes a deeper red, "--if you go on a date with me."

Kyungsoo blinks.

Once.

Twice.

A/N

yehet 

​so this is a lame attempt at a modern!au thing in london i guess, please have low expectations finals is coming up and I think I might not survive past the next week. ;v;

btw have y'all seen beagle line's (feat. kai) football uniform march to MCountdown (with baek's lame catching XDDD)

​because i have and I laughed for a good 20 minutes before I drowned myself deep in second-hand embarrassment. 

basic summary of kaisoo in this story: 

and please support this story bbs<3

I ​ALSO WANTED TO SAY THAT LAY'S SLAYING THIS COMEBACK KK ELDYO OUT.