"Good Love"- Yoongi FF ✓

8

Another week has came and it's now Wednesday. Tomorrow I restart my violin practices...I still don't know how I am going to do both things...we were starting to head along so well.

I walk inside the studio and Yoongi noticed me right away.

"Good thing you're here. We have to go to the recording room, you know, to see how the singers will do the melody and then bring it over here to mix everything together. C'mon"- he said getting up and ready to walk out.

"Yoongi..."- I called him and he stopped, turning to me.

"Yes..?"- he answered.

"Hum... I'm going to start violin practices tomorrow"- I said.

"Ok...and?"

"And I don't think I can come here as often as I've been coming..."- I said

"Not even after practice?"- he asked.

"Well... rehearsal goes from 8am to 9pm so-"

"13h???"- he interrupted me.

"Well...11:30h...with lunch break and snacks..."- I said.

"Fine come here after that"- he told me in a sigh.

"Isn't it going to be too late?"- I asked.

"It's fine...I actually like to work better at night...now c'mon, we have to go"- he said.

A smile shined on my face. I thought he didn't like my company, but I was wrong. He may actually like to work with me.

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And so it went. I would get there at 9 and a half and we would work together until 2 or 3 in the morning.
He taught me how to mix the voices and the music together, so it would all sound smother.
The week went by like this. So my sleep schedule was very deprived.

I was sitting on my chair next to him and we were discussing the singers voice.

"Maybe we should have backup vocals in this part? Like a lower one"- I pointed out in the screen computer with my fingers.

"Yeah...sounds good"- he said, but Yoongis eyes followed my hands.

I quickly noticed he was looking at my damaged fingertips, so I hid them.
But he stopped me. He grabbed my hands to look at my fingertips.

"Are you sure you can practice the violin?"- he asked.

"I have no choice...the contest is in 2 weeks and I already lost one week and a half"- I said.

"If you keep going like this your fingertips will fall out and you won't even be able to play in the contest"- he said in a cold tone.

I couldn't help but to feel a little embarrassed.

"You're not going to rehearse the violin tomorrow"- he said and I chuckled.

"That's not happening"- I said.

"Is your father crazy??"- he asked as if he was indignanted and I just gave him a squinted smile since it's a sensitive topic.

"Anyways, we should get back to work"- I dodged the subject.

"I'll go get us some snacks"- he said and got up to leave.

I went to the couch just to sit somewhere more comfortable but my body is becoming more and more lighter. My eyes feel like closing to the point where I couldn't figth it anymore and so I fell asleep.

Yoongis POV
I reentered the studio with the food, but Y/N wasn't on her chair. I look at the couch and she is sleeping.
I couldn't help but to smile. She looks very peaceful.

I went downstairs and went to her driver's car to tell him she fell asleep.
I knocked on his window seat and he rolled it down.

"Hey"- I awkwardly said.

"Hello...where is miss Lee?"- he asked.

"Him... that's what I came to tell you...she fell asleep on the studio couch"- I explained.

"Well...do you want me to go get her? Is that it?"- he asked kind of confused.

"I think maybe we should let her stay....she seems tired"- I said.

"Oh you tell me! This last week she has been sleeping in all the car rides...it has been quiet with her passing out everytime she is in the car"- he explained.

"Is it that bad?"- I asked.

"A little...her sleep schedule is all messed up...she must be tired"- he said.

"Well... Can't we call her teacher and ask him if Y/N can have the weekend off?...at least?"- I asked.

"Maybe, yeah!!...he probably wants the weekend off too!"- he said.

He took his phone out and called the professor. The way they spoke it was like they were friends forever.

"He said he'll cover up for her"- he said after hanging up.

"Ok, good..."- I said.

"Wait...what are you going to do with her all night?.."- he asked suspicious.

"What?...."- I got confused.

"Yah!! You punk! Are you going to-"

"No, no, no, no!! I will not do anything to her! She is just sleeping!! I promise!!!"- I defended myself knowing what he meant.

"I'll keep my eye on you"- He said in a calmer tone.

Then he put his shades on, even though it's night, and drove off.
He almost hit the wall but he didn't want to lose his chance to have a cool exit and so kept driving as if nothing happened.

"What a scary little man.."- I thought looking at this exit and went back to the building after.

I entered the studio again to work a little, but I took a second to look at Y/N.
I was afraid she would get cold so I covered her with my jacket.
I looked at her face and she looked like she was having trouble in her sleep.
Poor girl...she is not even peaceful in a place her mind creates...
I couldn't take my eyes off of her for some reason. Then something in my stomach lingered. I can't be on my right mind...