It has been about a week and I'm starting to calm myself. I don't have as much anxiety about my situation as I did a week ago. My mind is at ease because Yoongi is helping me out.
TIME SKIP
"Hey, I see you have been working on that for a while, mind if I take a listen?" Yoongi says over my shoulder.
I was just working on my song ideas when he peked at my computer. "Alright, I'm just Tweaking it." I handed him my headphones.
As the few minutes went by as he listened to the music I realized I just handed a professional musician my work, I could be completely shot down. This is fucking Min Yoongi, Suga, Agust D, of the fateful BTS. He probably hates it. It's not as good as his work. "Ah, It's not very good..." I said as he took off my headphones and handed them back.
I was bracing myself for critique. He's not exactly a sugar-cotter, which I find ironic. "What do you mean by it's not very good? It's fucking amazing! Holey shit kid, this is gold. And to think your only 18! Can you send me the sheet music for this? I would love to take a look." He seemed astonished.
"Uh, sure..." I said quietly.
He walked away to leave me to my work. He was shaking he head as he walked away.
Throughout the day Yoongi was humming the song. It got annoying after a bit. Jimin yelled at him for humming during dance practice and throwing him off.
ANOTHER TIME SKIP BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE THE PATIENCE TO WRITE IT
Another day, another cup of hot coffee. My droopy eyes look down at my coffee which is surrounded by my cold, cold hands. I didn't get much sleep last night, I forgot. Yes, Yes, I know forgetting to sleep is a bit weird but it happens to the best of us, at least that's what I tell myself. I lift my head to look at my cubicle. Instead of seeing my empty seat I see my boss. And boxes. Am I being fired? I haven't gotten yelled at yet so I don't know why he would be here. "Don't look so worried, you are not in trouble." He assured me.
"Oh, thank goodness." I sighed.
"No, I think you will be quite happy about this, Yoongi shared something with me the other day after you left work, " He started " You are quite the artist, Y/N, and you should know that we would be proud to have you work directly with BTS on producing, recording, and coaching. I am offering you the job you wanted and was looking for coming here."
"Oh! Oh my god! Of course I will accept the job, I would be honored. Thank you!" I had to contain my joy. I am overflowing with happiness.
"We are the ones who should be honored. I heard you had this talent but I wouldn't call it a talent, It's a gift!" He went on.
"Thank you!"
"Now, Pack your things. You will move to one of the recording studios." He got up to leave.
"Which one?" I asked as he was about to leave the room of cubicles.
"I'll let Suga tell you, He wants to talk to you about something." He said as He left.
I started to pack my things. I put all my stuff in boxes. I put the last thing in a box as I saw Yoongi walking over. He leaned on my desk. My first reaction was to give him a hug. I reached my arms over his shoulders. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I kept repeating.
He laughed a bit and hugged back. "You deserve it. Now I have to go and show you the recording studio."
Writers Note: Hello! I have been writing a lot more recently. I'm across the world from my home right now and It has given me so so much inspiration. I hope you all have a lovely day
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Eighteen (Namjoon x Reader)
FanficY/N moves from America to Seoul Korea when she turns eighteen to get away from her family. she meets Namjoon on the plane and they immediately hit it off. this story has the ups and downs of becoming a adult and living on your own.