This is an 'x reader' that I received a request for. In this oneshot, Y/N's name will be Angel. She's 28 years old, Korean-American, and she's a solo artist under BigHit. There's a polyamorous relationship between her and the four members of the hyung line.
Exhaling forcefully, Angel raises her fist, but doesn't knock. She's wracked her brain for days to try and come up with a solution, but since all else has failed, she's completely lost. So here she is, at Nine One Hannam, on a rainy Friday afternoon, seeking comfort and advice from the people who can always make everything okay.
Raising her fist again, she lets her hand meet the door, knocking gently at it. After a brief moment of silence, it opens, revealing none other than the Park Jimin. If she weren't already in a relationship, he'd definitely be her next choice. He smiles warmly at her, eyes forming crescents.
"Oh, hey, Angel. Just a second..." he steps back from the door, raising his voice, "Hyungs, your girlfriend's here!", then steps forward again with a sweet smile. "Come in."
Angel can't help but giggle as she enters the dorm, taking her shoes off at the door and placing them on the little shelf. The first person to catch her eye is Yoongi, standing in the doorway to his bedroom, a sympathetic smile on his face. He extends his arms.
"How are you doing, baby?" he questions, hugging her tightly and resting his chin on her shoulder. "Have you been taking care of yourself?"
"I'm alright," she lets out a sigh. "Just frustrated."
Yoongi pushes the door open with his foot. "You wanna talk about it?"
She gives a nod. The two of them separate and make their way into the room, leaving the door slightly ajar, and sit together on Yoongi's bed. They don't speak for a few moments, before the elder (though only by three months) clears his throat.
"Are you sure you're alright? You don't normally stop by randomly like this."
"It's just my album." she sighs once again, burying her face in her knees. "I can't think of anything to write for the tracks that's good enough. I mean, I've got rough ideas, but I'm having trouble developing them."
The door opens again, and Seokjin and Hoseok enter the room, both looking concerned. They also sit on the bed.
"Heard you were having some production issues," whispers the eldest, kissing Angel's forehead and wrapping his arms around her. "C'mon, tell Jinnie what's wrong."
"I don't have any good music. I can't think of a single thing, oppa."
"Well maybe one of us could help you write some lyrics and we'll go from there," Jin says with a soft pout, glancing at the two of his boyfriends who are there. "When Namjoon gets out of the shower, I'm sure we could ask him."
"Or we could feature on some of the tracks," Hoseok pipes up. "Give you some diversity, some male voices to make it appeal to people."
"Oh, that'd be nice." she gives a little hum. "But I don't want people to listen just because you're in BTS. I want them to like my music for what it is."
"So why don't we keep it minimal?" the dancer tilts his head slightly as he speaks. "Just harmonies and ad-libs, and we don't list our names in the credits."
"Still, people might find out, and they'll probably think I'm just using you for your skills and your fame without even considering crediting you."
"Baby, it's fine." the rapper says softly. "If anyone does find out, which I doubt they will, we can just clarify."
"What's going on, noona?"
"Album dilemma." Yoongi says to Namjoon, who's fully dressed with a towel around his shoulders and is standing in the doorway. "We were considering one of us writing some lyrics or even featuring on the tracks, but she keeps finding negative things that could happen."
Joon kneels on the floor and listens intently as his girlfriend explains the whole situation, nodding once she's finished. "Here's an idea: we either feature on the tracks or write lyrics - or both if that's what you want, credit the appropriate people, but we don't tell anyone. And a couple weeks before the track gets released, the four of us do a V-Live together where we all talk about your music. If what usually happens does, in fact, happen, then they'll at least take a listen, and some of them are bound to love it."
Silence. Seokjin's the first one to speak up, one hand on his chin in thought as he points a finger towards the leader. "You might be onto something there, Joon. If we host a live to introduce Angel's music, and then release tracks with her, people will have time to check her out before we do, and they'll see the appeal."
"And then they'll love her just as much as we do." continues the brunet, brushing Angel's hair from her eyes while looking at her fondly. "Well, maybe not quite as much, but no one can match that."
Now that they've sorted out her problems, Angel feels like a weight's been lifted off of her shoulders. Like she can finally breathe easy. Thank God for her four boyfriends, the absolute geniuses they are. That's partially why she admires them so much - just because of how genuine they all are.
"Thank you all for giving me such good advice," she smiles bashfully as each of them kiss her cheeks, Yoongi and Seokjin on the left side and Namjoon and Hoseok on the right. "You guys are the best."
"We know, doll. And you're our perfect angel."
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