Hitomi (Ex-IZ*ONE) x Male Reader
Angst & Fluff
Y/n's POV
There's this girl, her name is Honda Hitomi. I'm in love with her, but she doesn't share those feelings with me.
Most people know her as a part of IZ*ONE, I know her from the company. I'm the producer of their music.
I'm only a year older than her as well. I'm head over heels for her.
"That was good Wonyoung," I commented as she finished singing. "Eunbi, you're up."
She walked into the booth and started singing with the track I played. I looked over my shoulder at Hitomi, admiring her beauty.
"Y/n. Can I go get some water?" Yuri asked me.
"Of course. You don't have to ask me," she nodded then left.
"Ooh, Y/n what's this?" Nako grabbed a CD case of my shelf in the corner.
My eyes widened and I took it from her.
"What? I just wanted to see." Nako pouted.
"Later," I replied shortly as I put the track on top of a ledge so she can't reach it. "Good job Eunbi. Nako get in there."
That track has a special song on it. I wrote it then recorded me singing. I wrote it about Hitomi. It's called Shine, nobody knows about it.
Not even my boss. If anyone found out and told Hitomi, I'm pretty sure I'd die from embarrassment. I wrote a little paragraph on the back as well.
Yuri came back and sat on the couch next to Hitomi.
"Alright Nako, Chaewon you're next," I pointed to the booth.
"Okay," Chaewon walked in the booth.
I nodded to let her know she could start singing.
Hitomi's POV
"Psst. Hitomi," I looked to Nako who waved me over to her.
I got up to see what she wanted.
"What's up?" I asked.
"I need you to get that track. We can sneak off and listen to it," Nako smirked.
I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Why? I respect Y/n's space and you should too," I started to walk away but Nako grabbed my wrist.
"Please Hitomi-ah. I'll do all your chores for a week," I sighed and agreed. I reached up onto the shelf to feel around for it. I finally found it then handed it to Nako. "Alright, lets go." She pulled my hand. "Y/n. Hitomi and I are going to the bathroom."
"Okay. Be careful," Nako nodded.
We walked out of the door to another studio down the hall. She opened the door then locked it after we entered.
"Okay. Let's play this," Nako took the CD out of the case and put it into the player.
(A/n: Play the song here.)
"Is that Y/n singing?" I asked shocked.
"Yeah. It is," Nako equally as shocked as me.
We finished listening to it and put it back in the case. If I liked him before, I was in love now. I always liked him but feared rejection.
I didn't know who the song was for but it was obviously for someone special.
"Hitomi. Look," Nako pointed to a paragraph on the back of the case.
