𝘭𝘨𝘪𝘰𝘯 .. 3racha

꒰ eight ꒱.

𖠿 ＃break time ː 🎵︕ ꎺ

IRL

a knock sounded at the door, releasing ( y/n ) from her mental prison in front of her computer. she had spent countless days and nights on the rap song, closing her floral shop early everyday just to have more time. she sounded, "coming!"

"hello," youngsoo smiled, his mouth full of the snacks he bought previous.

"are those mine?"  she nodded towards the empty boxes in his bag.  he widened his eyes and closed the door, blocking her view of him with the wooden door.  "youngsoo?"

"yes?"  he reopened the door, leaning against the frame with a cheesy smile.  "how may i be of assistance?"

"i can think of plenty of things."  youngsoo quickly moved past ( y/n ), disregarding his earlier offer of help.  "or not."

"here."  he tossed a bag of Swing Chips in her direction, heading no warning when it hit her shoulder.  he spared a glance at the distressed mess on the couch; empty chip bags on the coffee table, socks tossed around, blankets piled upon each other to create a cave-like scene around a laptop.  "you need a break."

( y/ n ) followed his eyes and hit his back.  "stop looking!"

"i'm in your apartment?"  youngsoo questioned, giving the girl a bewildered face.  she rolled her eyes and he continued to unpack his groceries.  he grabbed onto her arm as she began to walk back to her depreciation station.  "i said take a break."

"youngsoo,"  ( y/n ) whined, wriggling her wrist free of his grasp.  "it's just one song.  it's hard recording rap."

he perked his head up at the mention of the genre, immediately dropping what occupied his hands.  he rushed over to the laptop and tossed the blankets to the side.  though unintentional, ( y/n ) was happy he was eager to help.

"it's time for a break,"  she teased, pinching his shoulders before sitting down next to him. she watched as he put on her headset and listen to the backtrack, his brain formulating ideas on the spot. after a beat of silence, ( y/n ) asked, "any thoughts up there?"

youngsoo ignored her question and immediately began to spout his thoughts. "your technique is off here. it's too choppy for the rest of the verse. try to... slur your words more, in a sense?"

the other nodded, taking in his comments and pulling her mic closer. she did as instructed and listened to the playback, immediately feeling a sense of pride in her work. "have i told you i love you recently?"

he rolled his eyes with a smile and continued to mess with her song, teaching her nothing but rather pointing out mistakes she wouldn't have seen otherwise. this was often how the duo helped each other; one would fix the mistakes while the other made them. they made immense progress on the song, creating the vision ( y/n ) had with little arguments.

"now it's break time,"s he yawned, setting the laptop on the coffee table to stretch. it had been a little over two hours since they started and were only a minute into the song.

youngsoo agreed and pushed himself off the couch, rounding the couch and entering the kitchen; despite the open layout, it was a struggle to effortlessly get from room to room due to the furniture. he asked from over the fridge door, "you want a drink?"

"yeah," ( y/n ) answered, checking her messages and responding.

"is it them again?" youngsoo asked,  leaning his head back over the couch and handing her the canned soda.

she gave a small nod, tossing her phone onto the couch. she made her way to the kitchen and began to rummage for snacks as she didn't feel like cooking anything.

"what do they want this time?"

"they want me to listen to a track they made."

"this is borderline obsession,"  youngsoo commented, earning a grunt in response.  he set their drinks on the coffee table.  "did you at least say no?"

"not exactly,"  she shrugged, returning to the living room with an armful of chips and pepero.  "i said i'd listen to it and decide if i would help or not."

youngsoo let out a groan, throwing his arms dramatically into the air.  "( y/n )!  you have to tell them no, or else they'll keep asking."

"i don't know, it's fun."

before youngsoo could respond,  she shoved a few pepero into his mouth before shoving her phone into his face. "what about this mic? you know i've needed to upgrade my equipment for a while."

"that mic? seriously?"

youngsoo began to ramble about what she should be looking for and why she needed to while the other thought about how she would break the news that she and 3racha were on good terms; also that they helped majorly with the song they were working on.