On the House

Chapter Eight

Yoongi sat nervously in the waiting room at the music company's building. He had been contacted about an interview, and the day had finally come. He looked around as he waited. The building was huge, and he felt a bit intimidated.

"Mr. Min?"

The receptionist who'd checked him in approached him. "If you'll follow me, I'll take you to the conference room where your interview will be held," she said.

"Thank you," Yoongi replied, butterflies erupting in his stomach.

The receptionist smiled as she turned to lead him to a large conference room on the third floor. It was empty, which only gave him more time to overthink and start to psych himself out. Just as he was feeling like he was about to throw up, three men and a woman entered the room.

They introduced themselves, and Yoongi was shocked to find out that the CEO was there. Did CEOs usually sit in on simple interviews? He wasn't sure, but he doubted it.

"So, Mr. Min," the CEO began.

"Please, call me Yoongi."

The CEO smiled. "Yoongi, I'm Seong Kwan. We all here have listened to your music and are very impressed."

"Thank you," Yoongi replied. "It's an honor that you say that."

"Tell us," Mr. Seong continued. "Where do you record and mix your music? We want to ensure we won't be stepping on toes of any other companies by having this interview."

Yoongi furrowed his brow. "Other companies? Oh, no, I just work on it at home."

Everyone's eyebrows shot up. "The work you sent Namjoon was amateur?" Mr. Seong asked. "You didn't professionally record it?"

"No," Yoongi said. "I just did it all at home."

"Well, I must say that that's a surprise," Mr. Seong admitted. "You obviously know what you're doing."

Yoongi felt his cheeks begin to heat up. "Thank you," he said earnestly.

Mr. Seong glanced over at the other people in the room. "Do any of you have any further questions?"

The rest of the panel shook their heads as they watched Yoongi with something that was akin to awe.

"Well," Mr. Seong said. "Then are we all in agreeance?"

The other three nodded quickly. Mr. Seong chuckled.

"Yoongi," he said, turning back to him. "We'd like to offer you a job."

Yoongi's breath hitched. "Really?"

"Yes," Mr. Seong confirmed. "We want to start you off mixing and producing, but we are interested in you possibly becoming one of our artists in the future, as well."

Yoongi's eyes nearly bulged out of his head. "I'm sorry," he said. "But a-are you serious?"

Mr. Seong chuckled again. "Yes."

"I-I'd love that," Yoongi admitted.

"While you will be working with our current artists, we also want you to continue working on your own music as well. We will be taking a listen to what you do and will decide if and when we'd want you to join our performers."

Yoongi couldn't help but simply stare. It took him a few moments to trust himself to speak again. "It really is an honor that you are so interested in me and my music."

Mr. Seong smiled kindly. "Would you be able to start anytime soon?"

"I do have a current job," Yoongi said. "I'd like to give them a heads up when I quit. They'd likely want me to train a replacement. Would it be okay if I started after helping them out with that?"