(A/N: ok so this was an idea I got bck in Oct that I lost interest in. So basically Y/n works at bey record label main office, in this story she is deaf so she basically does the paperwork and such. Bey turns in her album with the label heads & notice a very quiet Y/n in the back of the room gaining her attention. She doesn't know y/n is deaf...)Y/N POV:
I curl the last piece of hair before I toss on my white fur coat to fight off the cold bitter weather outside. I look over myself in the mirror one final time before leaving and I'm satisfied with my look, walking outside my apartment building it doesn't take me long to haul a cab. One pulls up on the curb in front of me and I go to open the back door, I crunch and sign ASL if he understands thankfully he signed back "yes I understand" then I climb in the backseat.
I sign to him where I need to go before looking out the window as all the morning traffic and pedestrians go about the New York streets. The cab pulls in front of my office building and I didn't realize just how out of touch with reality I was until now, anyways I pay the driver before signing "thank you" and getting out.
Unlike most people in the world I can honestly say I truly enjoy my job and my co-workers also, I walk through the lobby and sign "good morning" to the ones who understands as they happily sign it back and simply wave to the others that can't sign language. I take the elevator to the 10th floor which is where we will have a meeting on today. It's about the making of some project some singer is working on, obviously I'm deaf so I can't hear the music or who's the artist so I do the paperwork and the other legal shit.
Walking into the room my usual coworkers are here so I'm guessing whoever the artist is isn't here yet, we all talk amongst each other and I love them so much because they all learned ASL just to include me in conversations. I'm in a middle of conversing with Mia when her attention goes somewhere behind me, out of curiosity I look behind me and at that second it's like a scene out a movie. Everything suddenly slows down and move in slow motion and everyone around fades off into the background.
A woman a few inches taller than me is in the room with ripped denim jeans hugging her curves, a white crop top sweater, her look topped off with a red purse for a pop of color. Her beauty is like none other I've ever seen every woman that I ever thought was beautiful all looks like a joke compared to her. She came in with a big smile and at this moment is the only time I regret not being able to hear.
The entire meeting I try to do what I always normally do but with her in the room I couldn't focus, the only thing I could do is watch her talk. I can normally make out most of what people say but with her I keep getting distracted by her lips. How soft they look, the perfect shape of them, how I want them on me so bad. I feel creepy just watching her like this but I can't help it.
The meeting went on for a few hours before it finally ended, I gather my things and put all of my papers in my bag when I feel a tap on my shoulder.
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A/N: again just sumn for y'all to read
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