US: Kim Yugyeom X Reader [DISCONTINUED]

21 | Is This What I want? (2)

A blinding beam of light seeps through my window, waking me up. I let out a tired yawn as I stretch in my bed. I hear a loud thud from something dropping on the floor. I look to see my phone, still on the call to Yugyeom.

"Yugyeom ah?" I whisper into my phone.

"Oh you're awake? Finally!"

"Why didn't you just hang up?"

"You sounded so cute sleeping, it was just like you were here with me. But get ready! I'm taking you somewhere..."

"Wait what? But it's a Tuesday, we both have college."

"Don't worry about it! They think I'm taking you to the doctors. I told them you're really sick and they said they'll count it as an authorised absence so nothing will happen to our records."

"But you can't afford to miss a day of college-."

"-They said it won't go on the record so just get ready!"

"Okayyy!"

"I'll pick you up in half an hour. Love you! I'm hanging up BYEEE!"

"Wait-!"

He hangs up straight away without giving me anymore information. Like always, I do as he says and get ready. I do my everyday makeup look and change into my dance clothes - good enough for dance yet chic to go out in.

Yugyeom picks me up exactly half an hour from when he told me. Normally he's always late, so something tells me that whatever he's planned is important to him. I rush down the stairs, shout bye to my mum and leave the house.

"Where are you taking me?" I ask getting into the car. He kisses my cheek, not answering my question and drives off.

We spend most of the drive singing at the top of our lungs to Yugyeom's songs. To my surprise, the next song doesn't start with his voice.

"Oppa? Is this all of you singing?"

"Yeh! Do you like it? It's called 'Look', JB hyung wrote it."

"It's amazing! Have you recorded more?"

"We've made so many. JB hyung is the one who writes most of them but we all have written at least one song for this EP."

"This EP? So there's even more? Wow! Why don't you show this to that JYP scout?"

"We have but we haven't gotten any response. It doesn't really bother us though. We've made so many over the years but we're all just happy to make the music we want."

"You're way more talented than I thought you were. Promise to send me them!"

"What's that supposed to mean! And haha okay I will."

I didn't realise how talented the oppas actually are. I'm not the only one that deserves a chance. They do too.

"We're here." Yugyeom pulls up to a Korean restaurant.

"Where are we?"

"London."

"Ugh you're no help!"

"Hahaha just follow me and stop asking questions." He pats the top of my head before holding my hand and taking me inside the restaurant.

We walk in and Yugyeom gives his name to the lady at the door.

He made a reservation?

"Perfect. He's waiting for you on table 2." The lady says after scanning through her list.

Who? Who's waiting for us?

"Follow me." She warmly smiles.

Still holding Yugyeom's hand I follow him and the
lady to our table. As we approach the table, I see a man dressed in a smart casual suit.  At the sight of seeing Yugyeom, he smiles and gets up to hug him.