Just some ideas I have but I don't feel like finishing as a book
PLEASE REMEMBER THAT SOME OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE REAL PEOPLE BUT THE CHARACTERISTIC ARE NOT.
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"It's alright Joon..." y/n massages her boyfriend's shoulders as he held his face in his hands. "I'm just so nervous"
"If they know good music you'll be getting a contract in the middle of your performance" y/n wraps her arms around him and squeezes, "You should hug me if I succeed"
"I'm going to hug you now and when you succeed"
Namjoon grins and looks at you, "I love you"
Y/n grins as well before pulling away, "Okay I gotta head to bed my boss has been on my ass lately and I need my full eight hours of sleep so I don't snap on his ass tomorrow"
"Why don't we have some fun tonight and you can quit tomorrow" he smiles, "Are you crazy Namjoon I need this job?"
"Not after tomorrow, I'm gonna buy us a nice big house and we both gonna have too cars"
Y/n chuckles at him, "Hm maybe a pool in the backyard?"
"Oh of course, the kids are gonna love it"
"The kids? I hope you talking about your little sister and her friends"
"Oh come on y/n we're gonna be financially stable enough for a wedding and family and maybe some pets" he cocks his eyebrows and pulls her close, "A family is gonna hold you and me back, we'll have kids when we're ready mentally...not just because we can"
Namjoon nods with a pout, you roll your eyes at him.
"Okay, okay"
He cheers and goes in to kiss you and fall bs l on your shared bed.
Today was the day of his audition but today was the day your boss was really pushing your buttons.
"Can you possibly go any slower Ms. y/n?"
You cringe hearing him say 'Ms. y/n' for the sixth time today, "Of course Mr.Richardson" You sigh and continue to work faster, until you got a phone call...from Namjoon.
You quickly let a coworker know to cover for you and run into the back, "Hey what's up"
Sobbing could be heard on the other end and your heart sunk, "It's okay Namjoon...they don't know what they're missing-"
"Y/n quit your job right now! I got the deal!"
Your phone almost fell from your hands, "Wait Namjoon...really? Like seriously you made it?" you whispered trying to seem casual, "Yes and if you don't quit I'm gonna come up to that rusty restaurant and do it for you"
"O-okay" you march into your manager's office and said in a complete daze "I...I quit"
Mr.Richardson frowns, "Excuse me?" You just shook your head and pull off your apron, you weren't gonna repeat yourself. Turning and running to the exit you felt a weight lift off your chest, the feeling was so overwhelming you felt nauseous and threw up on the side walk.
