BREATHE
Min Yoongi x Reader BTS ff
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"Okay, just breathe like me."
"Match the pace."
"W- why are y- you helping me?"
"Shhh, just breathe."
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You are from two different worlds.
So close, but still so far...
You woke to the sound of your alarm clock blaring, almost falling off the bed in surprise.
It feels like it's still the middle of the night. You thought.
You yawned and realized you were still in last nights clothes.
Wow I must've been out later then I thought last night.
You threw on some clothes and tried to fix your mess of hair, but in the end you gave up and tied it into a messy bun. You looked at the E-mail you got, giving you the address for the photo shoot today while brushing your teeth and cringed realizing you'd have to take the train to get there. Luckily, you gave yourself an hour to be sure a repeat of yesterday didn't happen. You finished getting ready and headed out towards the train station. All the walk there your dreams from last night playing in your mind.
You, walking home with Yoongi. That was it. That was the subject of your dreams all night.
"Goodnight Y/N."
You were almost positive you were going insane. I mean you barely knew anything about him, all you knew for sure was that he was a handsome, quiet, slightly unstable rapper. You had no interest in him at all... right? Even if you did, you knew it wouldn't work out. You may not know a great deal about k-pop, but you did know companies usually had rules about that sort of thing, to protect the privacy of idols and to keep them focused.
Why am I even thinking about this?
You shook all the thoughts from your head and sat down on a bench waiting for the train.
When it arrived, you stepped onto the crowded train and inhaled sharply.
This sucks. You thought.
You hated crowds, not only did they make you feel suffocated, but it also came with the threat of conversations. You squeezed yourself into the back corner of the train and waited for your stop, silently hoping no one would try and talk to you. You had tried really hard to work on this fear, you could talk with your co-workers and even sometimes socialize with people at parties (though you hated parties) but you still had an irrational fear of crowds. You'd looked it up once and saw the term "agoraphobia" used for the fear of crowds or social settings. It didn't always have a cause but was often connected with anxiety. Which made sense.
Your stop came and you pushed the button to get off, forcing yourself through the crowded train. You finally made it out and went to the shoot location, Haeundae beach in Busan.
It was beautiful.
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They had rented part of the beach as well as small garden-like cabana. You found your makeshift station that was set up in a corner of the cabana.
"Okay everyone come get your assignments." You looked up and saw Chan handing folders out to the staff. You came up and got your folder. You couldn't help but notice everyone giving you looks when they thought you weren't looking, making you feel self conscious.
