Together: BTS X Reader 8th Member

Chapter 64

"You're doing great, just a few more lines, and then you can all go home," Bang PD said with a huge smile. He had wandered into the room while I was recording my lines and decided to stay instead of leaving like he said he would. "I'm going to have you do a high note, and we're going to pitch it up for the background of Whalien 52," he explained while looking down at Pdogg at the end of his sentence. I was tired of doing these high notes, I loved being able to do them but I had been recording my parts with multiple high notes for hours now. The other members had gone home already and it was well into the night. "What if we just get that tomorrow, she's been working all day and it's almost 2 in the morning," Namjoon pleaded only to get shut down with a stern look from the CEO. "No, we need to start working on this album. We can't afford to have sales going down," seeing how greedy people could be regarding fame or money was scary. I understand the company had just gotten saved from bankruptcy, but there was no need to keep us working late, especially when I had school tomorrow. "It's one more high note, if she does it right the first time then you can leave," his tone was now harsh and he was towering over Namjoon who didn't dare look at him. Bang PD gestured at me to get ready as he hit play, I did my best attempt at a high note so we could finally go home. Silence filled the room as the CEO listened to it over again, "Perfect, go home and get some rest. Tomorrow after school you guys have a radio interview," Bang PD said while opening the studio door for us. Namjoon and I rushed out of the room not daring to say another word until we got outside the company building. Why the members would leave the two of us who couldn't drive alone at the company together was beyond me but it just meant that we had to stand in the cold huddled together. "That man has gone psycho," I muttered while moving closer to Namjoon to get some warmth. "He's probably just having an off day, as long as he doesn't say anything to you then it's fine," he said while wrapping an arm around my shoulders and squeezing me closer to him. "Even if he did it's fine I can endure it," our conversation got cut short by a car pulling up and stopping in front of us. "Sorry, if we didn't leave then Tae and Jimin would've spent all night complaining," Yoongi explained as soon as we got in the car. When we got home I went straight to bed, I didn't even bother to do anything other than shower and brush my teeth since I had school in a couple of hours. 

"Wake up, doll," Jimin whispered while gently shaking me. "No, let me sleep," I muttered while swatting his hands away and pulling the covers over my head. The covers got ripped away from me, which in turn made me curl up due to the lack of warmth. "Get up, I already washed and ironed your uniform. If you get up now, I'll do your hair," I let out a groan while getting out of bed and walking over to my closet, where my freshly washed uniform was hung. I threw on the uniform and walked over to Jimins bed, "What do you want to do with your hair?" he asked while running a brush through my hair. "Just two pigtails, please," I mumbled while getting started on my makeup. My favorite part of the morning was getting ready for school, as much as I hated school, something about taking my time to get ready was calming. Especially when the members helped us get ready, Jin packed our lunch, Taehyung, and Jimin helped wash our uniforms on late nights, and Yoongi always drove us to school. "Does this look okay?" Jimin questioned while positioning my hair on my shoulders, I turned to look at the mirror across from us and nodded. I finished doing my makeup on Jimin's bed while he sat and watched me, "Jungkook, (Y/N), we're leaving go get your lunch," Yoongi shouted while knocking on our doors. I got off Jimin's bed and grabbed my backpack before walking out into the living room. "Come get your lunch," Jin shouted from the kitchen, I walked into the kitchen to see him packing our lunch boxes for us. He packed them in our backpacks before zipping them back up, "Have a good day, I'll take a change of clothes when I pick you up today," he explained while walking to the car with us. "Do all your work. (N/N), behave," I rolled my eyes at him telling me to behave. I was starting to become bold slowly, but it wasn't enough for me to be doing bad stuff and misbehaving.