I rolled over in bed, folding my pillow over face and ears in an unsuccessful attempt to muffle the barking of Prince and Ginger. Sluggishly, I sat up with a slouched back and a bird's nest of a hairdo to stare at the wall.
Ugh... I have to go to the recording studio again today.
The bags under my eyes were indicators of how hard I'd been working for the last month. I already finished recording six songs for my second mini album, my favorite being the title track "Why". Since my first album, "I", was such a success, I can't help but feel worried about how the public will receive my second one. As a singer, I want to be able to make music that not only I enjoy singing, but my fans will enjoy listening to.
I imagined being on stage again, causing a sudden wave of excitement and anxiousness to come over me. With a renewed energy, I finally got out of bed and checked the time.
Crap, it's already 8!
Not thinking of anything else, I threw on a white blouse, some jean shorts, and grabbed my sunglasses. On the way out, I took a bun and smoothie from the fridge. They belonged to my best friend of over 10 years, Tiffany, but whatever. She always forgives me hehe. I ran out the door, but stopped short. Before I slammed it shut, I yelled, "Bye Tiffany! I'm on my way to the recording studio... again..."
"Okay! See you later, don't strain yourself too much."
Hearing her reply, I continued on my run out of the apartment and to my Mercedes. 8:17. It's alright I have 13 minutes to make it to the studio.
Wiping the sweat of my brow, I stepped on the gas and before I knew it I had already arrived. Today was the day I had to pick a 7th song for my album. This one's a collaboration. I was really excited to work with someone. Being in the studio with your manager all the time can get boring, you know?
We breezed through a bunch of demos, but nothing interested me until "Starlight".
I was used to being alone,
my days were gray
But I remember the day you lightly
came to me, knocking on my door
You shined on me like a light
Woke me up from darkness
Opened the closed door of my heart"This is the one! I love it," I exclaimed to my manager. He seemed surprised but he nodded, telling the producer my decision.
He must've been surprised because the song was a little cheesy and everyone who knows me knows that I hate the cutesy stuff, but the sweet lyrics of this song stuck with me. It was as if the lyricist was describing me. I haven't met a person that has changed my life or lit up my heart yet. Yet...
I wonder if I could express the feelings of this song well.. I've dated a few guys, but I've never thought of it as love. Eh, I'll have to try my best like always.
"Do you have anyone in mind for the featuring?" I asked my producer.
He looked up from his computer screen and said, "I'll make a list of suggestions and email 'em to you later. Why don't you go home for the day? You've practically been living in the studio for the past month!"
"Oh my god, thank you! I really wanted some rest. I'll get going then!" I took my bag and waved on the way out, ignoring manager oppa calling my name.
When I got home, I went straight to my bed and lied down.
I opened my eyes slowly, groaned, and looked over to the window. The sun was already setting! I looked at my phone to discover that it was already 7 PM.
Did I just take a six hour nap?! How is that even possible... that's more than I sleep on weekdays. Ugh.
Still in bed, I checked my email and saw the list of possible featuring artists waiting for me. The first few were okay, but there was nothing much special about them. The same style, the same mainstream sound, and the same fakeness. That was until I discovered #9 on the list. Dean.
Before I could stop myself, I had already watched all his music videos, listened to his albums, and even viewed his interviews. I became a fan. Not only did he have REALLY cute hair, I really enjoyed his vocal color and his sound.
Hello?
"Oh producer-nim! Hey it's me. I've decided who I want to feature on my album!"
Oh? And who's the lucky guy?
"DEAN!!!!! I think he would do a great job with the song!!"
Well that was enthusiastic.. He laughed a little before saying, Okay well I'll contact him and let you know what he says. Sound good?
"Yeah. Great! Thank you, have a good night!" I hung up the phone still smiling from excitement. I think this is gonna turn out to be a great song. And I can't wait to meet him...
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Author's Note
Hi! My name is Alicia and this is my first time writing a fanfic
I stan Taeyeon and Dean, so when Starlight came out I was so freaking happy I almost cried. Anyway, please leave comments with suggestions and tell me whether I should continue writing this or not. I'll try to update regularly if anyone actually reads this. And don't worry, Dean will be in the next chapter lol
By the way, sorry if this chapter was really boring, I didn't really know how to start it...
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