Entangled Souls {Jimin FF}

Chapter: 18

Author's pov

Upon arriving at the HYBE building, the atmosphere was charged with a blend of anticipation and purpose. The bustling lobby was a flurry of activity, with staff members and artists moving swiftly, each absorbed in their tasks. The walls, adorned with posters and screens displaying the latest music videos and achievements of the artists, added to the vibrant energy of the place.

Everyone decided to get into their own business before the rehearsal, so that they can practice a bit more like usual. Jimin, brimming with energy, turned to YN with an excited sparkle in his eye. "Do you want to see where the magic happens?" he asked, gesturing for her to follow him. They walked through the corridors of the HYBE building, finally stopping in front of a nondescript door marked simply with a small plaque that read, "Studio."

Jimin opened the door, revealing a cozy, dimly lit room filled with state-of-the-art equipment. The space was a creative sanctuary, with guitars on stands, keyboards, and various other instruments neatly arranged around the room. Large monitors and speakers were set up in front of a plush chair at the mixing console, and soundproofing panels lined the walls, ensuring perfect acoustics.

"I spend a lot of time here," Jimin began, his voice filled with pride. "It's not just a place to record; it's where I come to think, experiment, and sometimes just escape for a while." He led YN over to a framed photo on the wall, featuring BTS members in the studio, laughing and working on a track. "These moments," he pointed, "are what make all the hard work worth it."

He then sat down at the mixing desk, turning on the system. The studio came to life with the soft glow of the equipment. "Let me show you something I've been working on," he said, his fingers gliding over the controls. A melody filled the room, a beautiful, intricate piece that he had been tweaking for weeks.

As the music played, Jimin explained his process, from laying down the initial chords to layering in the harmonies and refining the beat. YN listened intently, completely absorbed in the world of musical creation Jimin shared with her. It was a rare glimpse into the personal and professional aspects of his life, a blending of passion and discipline that defined his artistry.

The studio session was not just an exhibition of Jimin's talent but also an intimate sharing of his passion. As the track started,Jimin looked at YN, eager to know her thoughts, hoping she felt the connection to the music that he did. In that moment, surrounded by the tools of his craft, Jimin wasn't just a performer; he was a true artist, and YN saw him in a new light, one that only deepened her appreciation for his dedication and talent.

As the last notes of Jimin's new track faded away, he watched YN's face for her reaction. But instead of the awe or appreciation he expected, he saw a bemused expression crossing her features.

"What do you think?" he asked, a bit nervously.

"It's beautiful," YN began, her voice sincere. "But it sounds a bit like... like a cat walking across the keyboard at one part." She giggled as she mimicked a cat with her hands, tiptoeing them across the air.

Jimin's eyes widened in mock horror, then he burst into laughter, the sound echoing around the soundproof walls. "That's the synth line I was experimenting with! I guess it does sound a bit... unique," he admitted, still chuckling.

Seeing an opportunity for a bit more fun, Jimin jumped up from his chair and started mimicking a cat himself, complete with exaggerated stealthy movements and playful paw swipes at imaginary objects. "Maybe I should change my stage name to DJ Meow-Mix," he quipped.

YN laughed harder, nearly doubling over. "Please don't! Although, you'd definitely get a new fanbase of cats!"

They continued to mess around in the studio, Jimin playing random notes on the keyboard while YN attempted to sing along in a dramatically off-key voice, turning their studio visit into an impromptu and hilariously bad jam session.