My Muse || Sope

-Thirty-One-

My fingers tapped anxiously on the keys of the keyboard while my eyes remained focused on the screen in front of me. I meeded more to make this song perfect, but I just couldn't figure it out. The deadline for it is in a few hours, and I was starting to get frustrated at myself for getting so distracted with Hoseok.

My creative block had been slightly lifted since Hoseok returned, but now my mind was preoccupied with whether or not I could forgive him enough to be with him again.

Since he came back a week ago, my anxiety has been getting worse. I'll wake up in the middle of the night, panting, sweating, my hands clawing my skin and the hair out of my head. Taehyung spent most of his time at Jungkook's, so I was left alone. It only confused my feelings. Did I want to get back together with Hoseok because I felt lonely or because I genuinly wanted to?

A knock on the door of my studio broke me out of my thoughts. "Come in." My voice was dry, too dry. I wet my lips and cleared my throat to try and hide how broken I have been.

I turned around to face the door and was met by a smiling Hoseok. He set a bag down on the desk. "I brought you some lamb skewers! I figured you were working too hard to worry about eating, but you need to make sure that you're eating."

God, he is fantastic. "Thank you, Hoseok."

"I'll let you get back to work. Have a great day!" He waved as he exited my studio.

He has been trying so hard since our talk last week to show me that he really cares. He brings me coffee a lot, along with meals or water. He even gave me a foot rub the other day, despite me not wanting him to touch my feet.

I peeked into the bag, seeing a assortment of skewers, mostly lamb, but with some chicken and pork as well mixed in. I smiled as I pulled out a lamb one and took a bite, savoring the taste.

I turned back to my keyboard and messed around for a minute until I got the sound I wanted. I chuckled as I realized that the sound I had been looking for for close to a day finally came only a few minutes after seeing Hoseok, or eating a lamb skewer, but either way I got the ounce of inspiration I needed.

I finished up the song with an hour to spare before the deadline. I smiled as I turned it in, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

••••

"This is definitely one of your better works, Yoongi. Well done."

I bowed to Bang PD, who sat at his desk in front of me. "Thank you."

"Now, I know this might be difficult for you, but I need a favor."

"Sure, what is it?" I took a seat in one of the empty chairs in front of his desk.

"Hoseok is wanting to create his own mixtape, but he has only helped to produce the one song you and Namjoon helped him with. I need you to show him the programs and the works so he can start producing things on his own."

Crap.

"Oh. Um, can't Namjoon do it?"

Bang PD shook his head. "Namjoon is swamped. He is working on a second mixtape while helping other people on top of that. All of our producers are swamped, except for you."

I sighed, rubbing the tension out of my face with my hands. "Well, I guess I can help you out, but as a favor to you."

••••
I entered the dance studio where I had spent a decent amount of my time over a year ago. I saw Hoseok practicing with Jimin and Jungkook. Taehyung sat off to the side, recording his boyfriend with a large smile on his face.  I walked over to him and plopped down, startling him.