Like a star

prologue - angel off the page

It was already two in the morning, but she's still awake and so is he. Her hands hold a huge mug filled with strong coffee, her mind and body trying to fight away exhaustion.

"You okay?" Suga asked, eyes glued on his computer monitor. 

"Quite," Suran sighed, "I haven't got any proper sleep these past few days."

Suga finally looked away from the screen and stared at his companion. She have dark circles under her eyes, a very pale face and a disheveled hair.

"Why?" he asked, his voice full of concern.

He knew they've been working too hard for this song that he is producing. Suga himself doesn't have any proper rest for a week now, aside from producing this new song (not Wine) he also have to attend all of BTS' schedule.

"Well... I've been thinking..." Suran hesitated, shifted from her position and try to not look at Suga who's been staring at her, "A lot. I mean it doesn't matter, really, it's just - "

"Everything matters," Suga said, "Do you want to talk about it?"

Suran finally let herself to look at him, "Well... it's about him" she simply said, hoping that he'll understand. 

Suran and Suga have been friends for quite some time already, and the two decided to open themselves to each other, talking things aside from work, sharing secrets and talking a lot about their most favorite topic: music.

"Kwon Hyuk?" he asked, looking hurt.

She slowly nodded her head and put her coffee down. 

"Did something happened?" he asked, his eyes now back on the monitor, "Did you fight or something?"

"Not really... he just want to make things official, you know the thing between us," her eyes was now glistened with tears, her hands trembling and her heart beating fast. She never told anyone about her and Hyuk, well, aside from Suga.

"Really? W-what so wrong with that?" Suga asked, trying to concentrate on his music sheet.

"I've been thinking about his fans," she said, "I don't want them to hate him or me or us," she sighed.

"Well that could happen, but it will subside in no time, I mean, they just need to adjust," Suga said, but it sounds like his trying to convince himself.

"But I am older than him,"

"By what, four years?"

She nodded, her head resting atop her knees, "Isn't that wrong?"

"Age is just a number."

"Do you think so?"

"I don't think, I know," Suga said his lips curving into a small smile, not knowing that he will, soon, be trying to convince her of the same thing.