JYP's Big Day

As your alarm blared and sun streamed through the large windows of your penthouse, you took notice of the empty spot in your bed. Your boyfriend, JYP, had gotten up before you, again.

For the past week, he had been leaving early and coming home late. There had been a few days where you never got to see him. The only way you could tell that he had even been in the apartment was the holes in the drywall he'd punched. You'd have to call someone about fixing those soon...

There were also a few dishes he had prepared in the fridge. You fondly recalled the day you learned he could cook (better than you, maybe).

You sighed and rolled out of bed to check if there were any new holes in the wall or if he happened to still be in the penthouse. The bathroom was clear, as well as the kitchen and  hallway.

After putting some cereal in a bowl, you lethargically sat on the couch in the living room and scrolled through social media.

"Twice has hit a new record for views within one day of release." Well, it figured JYP was so busy; He was running the company that made up some of the most successful musical groups. You couldn't blame him too much for being so absent but... it still hurt. He had been running JYP entertainment way before you started dating him, so what had changed? Did he not love you anymore? Did he find someone new?

Your worries were cut short by an alert from your phone: "From JYP: I know I have not been around often 😳. Would you like to join me at a restaurant this evening 😘?"

You texted back a "Sounds great 😋". Naturally, he took his sweet time texting you back and responded: "Amazing. I will see you later tonight. You can call our driver 🚗."

You put your bowl in the dishwasher, grinning like a fool. It had been so long since you had been a date with your beloved, Jaywhypee.

***

The rest of your afternoon was spent looking for the perfect outfit and putting on makeup for the occasion. There were many elements of blue in your fit, as his favorite color was blue, like famous debut album by JYP, "Blue City," by JYP.

Eventually, a knock was heard at your door and you answered giddily.

"Hello Miss. I will be substituting for your regular driver, as he is having a family emergency."

You frowned and gasped, "Is he okay? What's wrong?"

"His sister is having a child and he wanted to be there to support her."

"Oh, thank goodness. Well then, okay. Let us depart, I guess."

The drive to the restaurant was silent and somewhat awkward as you'd never even seen this man before now.

What was even weirder was that he kept making odd turns through streets you'd never been on and through mazes of alleys that seemed to never end.

"Um, where are we going again?"

Your driver stopped and looked back at you with an unsettling smile. "We've arrived."

He opened your door and led you to the front of a warehouse. When you became hesitant to enter, your driver tightened his grip and pulled you through the doors. Inside, it was dark and the air was damp-

A light flicked on.

"Ah, Ms. Y/N. You've finally joined us."

Your eyes shot over to a man in a crisp suit and sunglasses. PSY.

"Where's JYP? What did you do to him?" You cried as you tried to pull away from your not-driver.

"JYP is right over here, have no worries." He gestured to a far off corner of the warehouse.