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Iris is exhausted.
As much as she loves writing, and as much as she enjoys being around Jungkook (but, she'd never admit that last part), she can feel that she's running herself ragged. Each day is a constant cycle of sleep, coffee, write, repeat. Just over ten days into their allotted ninety, Iris and Jungkook have cranked out three songs—Intrigue, Insured, and Sore Loser. Sore Loser has yet to be recorded and mastered, but they're sure it'll do well in the boardroom when they pitch it.
Iris knows Hoseok would be delighted if they kept writing at such a fast rate—the deadlines would be much easier to achieve. The man has a very stressful job, or, rather, jobs. In fact, all three of the men on the other side of the table do. Ddaeng Entertainment is structured in a very unique way. Having been a very small company at first conception, Yoongi, Namjoon and Hoseok had to split up the excessive work to be done for their company and their only two recruits at the time—Jungkook and Jimin.
It was so much work that it should've been done by more people, but they didn't have the money to hire anyone else. So, Yoongi took up the CEO position, but also was the talent scout until they could hire Seokjin. Namjoon was Jungkook's manager, but he also doubled as Jimin's manager, and oversaw the finance department. And Hoseok, poor, stressed out Hoseok, was appointed Jungkook's agent, head of the PR department and choreographer. And they each release their own solo music under anonymous aliases in their spare time. Iris can tell they all love what they do, and after growing as a company, they hired more people for most of the other jobs and recruits, but they kept their positions for Jungkook and Jimin. She knows they wouldn't do that if they didn't love it, but she can't help but wonder if they're tired, too.
She wonders if Jungkook is tired. If this is the pace that the company expects from Jungkook, that the whole world expects from Jungkook, he must be tired, right? He's been at this whole music thing for four years. He started as a teenager, grew up in the spotlight. When Iris was sixteen, she was stressing over homework, but when Jungkook was sixteen, he was stressing over album deadlines and world tours. Five studio albums and four sold out tours in, there doesn't seem to have been a break or a vacation anywhere. There's no way he isn't exhausted.
If he is, though, he doesn't show it. Jungkook's tenacity for writing music is always present, always in full force. Even when they've been writing all day, and Iris's brain is fried, Jungkook will fire off a million suggestions for what they still need to tweak. The amount of energy he has makes her wonder if he's really not tired, but she knows he's probably just used to it by now.
Besides, if he was really exhausted, he'd be sleeping at three in the morning. But, no. He's calling Iris instead.
"What?" Iris groans groggily. She had been in the middle of such a good sleep, the fatigue from the previous days finally catching up with her. If it had been anyone else, she would have let it go to voicemail, but the soft spot she has for Jungkook grows with each passing day, to her dismay.
