Blinded°☆°•Minsung

Bad to Worse

            °☆°Jisung's Pov °☆°

I begin to walk into the elevator as my studio where I work on is on the 5th floor. You might wonder what I actually do for a living. I write songs for big artists, but I mostly deal with writing OST's which means original soundtracks for movies. Basically they give me the scene linked to the song I'm writing for and I do the rest of the magic.

I have been doing this job for about a year now since I needed degrees and stuff like that to get where I am now. I guess at 25,I am doing pretty well.

Or so I thought as the elevator came to a screeching halt. "You gotta be kidding me right now? One freaking floor left is all I had and that was it." I slide my hand against the elevator door dramatically in defeat.

I start fuss at absolutely no one in this elevator. I take my phone out of my pocket trying to call the producers to know that submissions will be late but just my luck, no signal. I press the call button on the elevator "Hello?"

An automatic voice came through saying 'We are now on lunch, sorry about the inconvenience, someone should be back by 1 hour.'

Fuck, you got to be kidding me right now? I have to get this in, and what if this thing crashes and kills me? Then no one will hear these great songs or anything like that? Who will watch my three loving cats at home soonie,doongie,and dori?

All because of someone isn't off lunch break yet? Leave it to me and my messed up time clock to have this sort of luck. I mean, what's next, a grim reaper coming to get me? Nah I better not even think about that one.

What am I even supposed to do for an hour?  With no connection at all and I don't even have my notes in front of me,I might as well be sitting at home. At least then I would be more comfortable.

But no, I just had to have a meeting with the film directors about it within the next hour huh? Well unless they are using the stairs,it's going to be hard for them to do so.

"Who hates me so badly that they have to go fucking around with me today? This is kinda crazy. Is this a way of telling me I'm sleep deprived? Well screw that sign."

             •♡Minho's Pov♥︎•

Being the grim reaper is so boring, You kill people yes, but not in the serial killer type of kill. The no fucking fun way, oh and that's right,you have to be creative about that shit too.

Kim Seungmin,my boss, drops me a huge stack of papers on my desk. "Take the one from the top today and keep on going down"

"Oh, no kidding, I thought you mean for me to scatter these papers and go from side to side" I sarcastically told him. What is the worst he can do to me? I'm already fucking dead.

"Lee Minho,just do your job" Seungmin scolds me.

"Slave worker" I tease him back as he lifts his middle fingers up in the air.

"You only got eternity Minho but people are still dying"

"And you know what is also dying?" I ask Seungmin as he sighs leaning his head on the door frame.

" Do I even want to know?" He replies back to me.

"My soul" I see a faint smile paint across his face before walking away.

I grab the first paper that says 'Yang Jeongin age 49, due date of death,today. On life support' aw hell, welp this isn't going to be fun. I could do this in my sleep but it is the last one for the day.. wait another one at the bottom..Han Jisung age 25? Year expected to die...20 years from now? So at age 45 is when he is supposed to die.