The story will be showing the life of BTS members in a totally different environment. It will focus on Jimin's and Jungkook's romance, how it starts and how it grows, I love romance so if you like it too, then you might want to read this. :) There w...
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"How could he hold a stare for such a long time?"
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"Aish! I can't! I give up!"
Ami watched her boss, Min Yoongi, take off his headphones and slump his body against the backrest of his chair. He had his arms spread to the sides and was breathing heavily. He closed his eyes and started massaging his temples.
It was Monday and for Ami felt almost like her first day of work. She had already been working since last Friday, but it seemed as if everything had been lighter because of the fact that the week was ending. But today it felt different. She had arrived half an hour earlier hoping to be able to get a coffee before starting, but as soon as Producer Min spotted her, he dragged her by the arm into his studio office not even caring for a second that it was not the time to start working yet. He kept on saying that they had too much work to do and didn't waste any time before he had Ami working on the boring task of fixing schedules for the week.
She had been doing just that when she heard him exclaim in frustration.
"Um... Is everything okay, sir?" She asked warily.
Yoongi opened his eyes and answered without looking at her. "No! It's actually not alright! I've been trying to put lyrics to this damned song for more than a day, but I just can't! It's hopeless!" He took his cup off and ran a hand through his hair to calm his nerves. It really wasn't like him to get a writer's block. Words usually flowed from his pen effortlessly.
"More than a day?" Ami cocked her head. How was that possible? She didn't remember him working on the lyrics for any new song last Saturday.
"Yes! I spent all weekend trying to come up with the lyrics for this stupid song. This morning I fucking decided to give up and dispose of the music, but apparently there is this certain idol that really loved the music and wants to sing it. Fuck my damned life!"
"Oh," Ami looked at him with worry in her eyes, she had come to really care for that man, even if she had only known him for a short time. "I wish I could help..."
"Ah, it's fine, you don't... Hang on!" He suddenly looked at his assistant with a new glint in his brown eyes. "You know what? I'll give you the whole week off, and if you're able to come up with lyrics for this damned song, I'll fucking promote you to songwriter."
"W-what? But s-sir!" Had Ami just heard right? Was his boss asking her to write a whole damned song? Was he out of his freaking mind?
"You said you wished you could help, there you are." He signaled with his hand for Ami to go do what he had just told her to do. "Oh, and if you achieve it then start thinking about dropping the sir. It's kind of annoying, anyway. You can just call me oppa."
"I-I..." Ami's mind was racing. She needed to think of something to get herself out of this situation, but it seemed as if her brain had stopped working. Why did her brain always malfunction in crucial situations?
