Idol

4.Recording

Your pov

Why should he have the puppy when he already has a girlfriend?

Mentioning these kinds of things only made me more frustrated.

"Hey, Jimin" I said to one of my colleagues, also Jungkook's friend.

"Hey, Y/n" he waved his smol hand at me, giving his cute mochi smile.

Suddenly his gaze shifted towards the door. I turned back to see Jungkook, and what happened next was something that I never expected, even if it was after a million years.

HE HUGGED ME!

Burying his head between my shoulder and neck as I was about to pull out of the hug. But his grip on my waist only tightened when he realized what I was trying to do.

He whispered, "Stay." We just stood there in each other's embrace until Jimin cleared his throat and spoke.

"Uh..it's work time. And please control yourself Jungkook. The recording room won't be comfortable for it" he said with a wink at the end.

Author's pov

Jungkook just chuckled lightly, pulling out of the hug and looking into your eyes. It was different for you. The emotion which you saw in Jungkook's eyes was something you never saw before. Not from anyone. And you couldn't figure out what it was.

Just then the door opened again. This time, it was Taehyung.

"Y/n!" he exclaimed with his boxy smile and was about to hug you. But Jungkook stood in front of you, blocking Tae from coming near you.

The man who had a voice deeper than the ocean, halted his movements, seeing Jungkook's reaction and said, "You don't have to act like you're in love with her, fetus."

He pushed the younger away and pulled you into a bone crushing hug.

"I can't breathe," you said in a muffled tone.

Taehyung pulled out of the hug and started panicking. "You can't breathe?! Oh my god! Jimin get her an inhaler. Jungkook, call the ambulance! Should I give you CPR?!"

Jungkook widened his eyes when Taehyung mentioned CPR (Like in the movies). He pushed his hyung away from you and gave him a death glare.

Just when they were about to start bickering, Hoseok entered the scene. "It's time, Y/n."

"I'm coming, oppa" you told him.

All of Jungkook's friends work under BigHit. All the seven members' fathers were businessmen. But they chose to work for their happiness. They call themselves Bangtan or BTS.

You walked inside the recording, getting ready as you were now facing the mic. You remember the lyrics because you were the one who wrote it.

The music started playing and Yoongi gave you the blank stare which meant that you had to start singing.

So you did, while Bangtan, Jennie, and the puppy listened.

After finishing the song, you opened your eyes to see everyone including the puppy, their mouth wide open.

Biting your lip in nervousness, you asked, "Once more?"

Jennie just came to you and knelt down as she spoke in a rather dramatic way. "My queen, please do forgive me. You cannot sing this once more. Because it's just perfect!"

"Please don't do that, Jennie. You're being scary" you mumbled to her.

"Anyway, it's time for the MV rehearsal. Let's go" she said as she got up from the floor, pulling you towards the door after you removed your headphones.

Time skip (An hour later)~

You both were dancing and when the shot was over, your producer called you and said that you were in the wrong position.

You were confused because you knew that you were in the right position. The others too, kept calling you, telling that you were in the wrong position, again and again.

Finally when you and Jennie, Bangtan and some of the others were inside the waiting room, they started to lecture you, telling how disappointed they were with you. You just took in what you had to do.

Your producer Pdogg , whom you respect like he is your own father, was upset too; that you knew as he started speaking. "Why are you behaving like this today?" A calm tone which only worried you.

Your pov

"Are you restless because you have already got enough fame?" my producer asked, and I could feel him looking at me.

I looked down to the floor, standing while he was sitting on one the chairs in our waiting room, shaking my head as a no to his answer.

"Or have I not done anything to you?" he questioned me.

"No" I said in a low voice.

"I never expected this from you. Have I-" and then he goes on telling me a lot which I take in carefully.

After 15 minutes, he finished speaking to me and told me to get prepared for the next part. I nodded my head as he left.

Everyone just told me to do better. But Jungkook was not in the waiting room.

After a couple of minutes, when I was left alone in the room with two of the stylists, the door opened, revealing.....