"This is it...I'm really doing this right now.." You think to yourself as the stewards are walking up and down the aisles explaining what each little thing on the plane is for. You are paying absolutely no attention to them as you've been on a plane too many times to count. With your earbuds in both ears, you are stuck in your thoughts until the plane takes off. You're about to be on your way to Seoul, South Korea where you are about to start your new job. A year ago you were working for a cleaning company that was run by your dad's best friend and through that job you decided that a cleaning business of your own was something you wanted to make. Throughout the year you worked incredibly hard to start your business and with "Two Dads and a Broom" on your side, you gained local popularity very soon. You eventually moved out of Kalamazoo and brought your company to a bigger city with more buildings to get hired into. One day you were just fucking around and saw that one of your favorite K pop companies, JYP Entertainment, were hiring cleaning services for their dance rooms, cafeterias, recording studios, and some offices. Stupidly, you filled out an application with little to no hope of getting noticed because let's just say, your Korean is a little...rough. You only know how to say things like "Hello, my name is..", "Thank you.", and "I love you.", thanks to all of the Korean songs you listen to and Korean dramas you watch. But lo and behold, one morning you woke up from an email from Park Jinyoung's receptionist saying that they would love to have your company clean their building. Surprisingly they didn't get too many applicants and didn't have a problem with you speaking little to no Korean (thank god). So now here you are. On a plane. To fucking SOUTH KOREA. Where you've literally only dreamt of going but never in your mind thought you'd ever be able to go.
15ish hours later..
As you exhaustingly stretch your legs and grab your bags, a fine ass man is waiting at the end of the terminal with a sign that has your company's name on it. You go up to him and greet him in your best Korean. "Ahh, don't worry about it, I'm pretty fluent in English." He says putting the sign down and grabbing the rest of your bags. He then leads you to a cute blue van where he gently throws your things into the back, insisting you take your seat in the passenger's seat. After he gets in, he introduces himself. "My name is Kim Woo Hyun. I'm Park Jinyoung's assistant, he sent me here today to pick you up and show you around the JYP building." You nod and quietly say "Thank you, Woo hyun." He giggles at your response as he pulls out of the parking garage and onto a main road. You've never been this close to actually attractive people, let alone Koreans (there's barely any Koreans where you're from- well, Asians in general), so your shyness kicked into gear and you don't know how to stop it. After a good couple of minutes on the road Woohyun starts another conversation with your favorite words. "Have you eaten?" He asks, glancing at you then back at the road. You nod and hope your shyness has gone away, you don't want to keep embarrassing yourself. "Well, despite being on a 15 hour flight, they didn't really feed us too much. And if they did, it was a bag of mini pretzels and some juice." You say in a semi-complaining way. He laughs, nearly choking on the water he had just taken a sip of. "Cute," he says in Korean, "So have you ever had Korean food before?" He asks. "I mean, I've had some things. Finding real authentic Korean food is kind of hard where I come from." You reply, finally looking at him and admiring his beauty while he focuses hard on finding a nice place for you to enjoy your first authentic Korean meal. Woohyun finally picks a spot that he sarcastically says he thought you might like based on how little he knows about you. After eating, Woohyun finally takes you to the JYP Building. It's more beautiful in real life than you'd ever seen in pictures. And that's when your heart starts beating faster. You're really fuckin here, like what the FUCK. He parks in the parking garage and that is where you notice something you've only seen a billion times in pictures...Kim Yugyeom's nice ass Audi, you sigh and try not to fan-girl as you walk past it and try to subtly look inside to see if he's in there. You guys take the elevator to where the recording studios are and that's where he starts walking you through some of the rooms you will be cleaning. As he takes you down the elevators to more floors and dance practice rooms, you start seeing the idols you've been listening to for a little over 3 years now. TWICE, Got7, and Day6 all over the walls and the group you've just recently had eyes on, Stray Kids. You'd almost forgotten where you were when it was just you and Woohyun but seeing Sana, Dahyun, and Momo from Twice in one of the rooms you guys had passed brought you back to reality real quick.
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The Cleaning Lady
Romanceuh pretty much its a JYPE fic so far. not that far into it but theres soooOOOOOOOo much i want to do with this story so stay tuned ig :)