Studio Romance

Part 5

You wake up to the welcoming sound of music.

You blink your eyes multiple times until you finally remember where you are. 

"Shit I fell asleep at the studio" you think to yourself while sitting up and then you see him.

You sit there staring at him for a minute or two and then in a surprised voice you say "Oh you're still here" while stretching your arms. 

He looks back at you and with a teasing grin he says "Well good morning sleepy head, how did you sleep?".

You look at him a confused, "Morning? what do you mean morning?". 

You grab your phone and your eyes go wide, what do you know, it's already the next day. 

"Holy crap, how did that even happen" you say laughing.

You look back up at him "Wait, were you here the whole night?".

He smiles and nods.

"I worked for a while and then it seems I feel asleep in my chair" he says and chuckles. 

You get up and stretch again.

Suddenly your stomach growls loudly, your face turns blood red while he puts his hand over his mouth to keep himself from laughing.

Luckily for you, there is still food left from yesterday so you quickly get out of there and head to the kitchen.

When you get back to the studio after eating Yoongi isn't at the desk anymore. 

"Did he leave" you think to yourself while looking around.

When you finally find him he's in the recording studio.

The butterflies on your stomach go wild at the sight of him. With his lips close to the mic, his head moving back and forth with the beat.

All he's doing is singing, but to you he looks breathtaking.

He looks so passionate, so free, so happy.

He's obviously naturally suited for music, so completely in his element that you envy him a little.

His eyes are closed so he hasn't noticed you yet.

You forget all about work and just enjoy watching him.

After about 20 minutes your manager peaks his head in and ask you to come talk to him.

You follow him reluctantly, really not wanting to stop watching Yoongi.

He asks how things are going with the album and how you are liking working with Yoongi.

You try to sound casual about it, telling him you have no complaints and everything is going well.

You tell him about everything you have been doing, what you are finished with and what is left.

You answer and explanation seem to be good enough for him for now.

After your chat, you head back to the studio to keep working, it feels a bit lonely with out him in here but you have to power through.

Sadly, this title track seems to elude you, no matter how much you try to put together.

"Why is nothing working" you sigh silently to yourself.

You write and you write but no matter what you are never satisfied with any of it. 

"What the hell do I have to do" you think to yourself while angrily throwing away yet another piece unfinished sheet of lyrics. 

This goes on for the rest of the day.

You are just about to give up when Yoongi's head pops in through the door smiling at you. 

"I'm about to head home, I'm all out of energy and my back is killing me after sleeping in that damn chair" he says. 

You laugh and you chat for a little bit before saying your goodbyes.

After he leaves you sit there in silence, mulling over this feeling that takes over every time he leaves.

You really don't like saying goodbye, even though you know you will be seeing him the next day.

There is this emptiness that haunts you and you hate it.

Your chest hurts when he's not around and when he is around your heart feels warm and fussy.

His face flashes before your eyes and then it's like someone turned on a light bulb inside your head. 

"Do I... love him...?"