16/04/2019
I hate meetings, he thinks because he can't say it out loud.
The voices of the various staff is loud enough to weigh him down physically.
He sits, slumped down by the weight.
He shouldn't be feelings this way.
It's his second album.
He should feel more excited.
He should contribute more.
He should be happy.
Yet, Yoongi feels like it's drowning him.
He's drowning in guilt, in dread.
He's drowning in the past and the present is always out of reach.
The present is always in his grasp but forever out of reach.
"Yoongi, what do you say?"
He's back to a part of his present.
"Huh?"
"IU wants to collaborate with you. What do you say?"
"IU?" He unconsciously presses a hand against his chest.
"Yes. It'd be good for a pre-release track before the album comes out. Don't you think?" Someone else speaks this time.
Someone who is not his manager.
Yoongi thinks he is drowning again.
But, he can somehow breathe underwater this time.
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Dalliance | MYG
FanfictionYoongi is an artist. Yet, he feels like a weary soldier. Has taken so many bullets that the wounds keep on taking in darkness. So much that Yoongi feels like he is the night sky. And, one particular midnight, Yoongi finds his moon. Or: In this one...
