Want you Close (Han Jisung Fan Fiction)

1|Songs

Elizabeth POV

I woke up bright and early such as every morning, nothing special. I went to the JYP building to meet up with an old friend of mine, Bangchan.

We would always meet at the entertainment at three in the morning and end our meet at five in the morning. I obviously have to take a bodyguard with me because my dad is a little overprotective, even though nobody knows who I am.

JYP is my dad. And nobody in the entertainment has seen me, apart from Chan. I help him write songs and nobody, not even my dad knows about it. We kept it a secret because, some people might get the wrong idea and think that I help him because I like him.

Come on, his my childhood friend, why wouldn't I help him? He also helps me with something I've been keeping from my dad. I am a bartender at a nightclub.

The reason why I work there is to make my own money and not live off of my dad's money. Even though the company is going to be mine in the future someday.

((Time skip ))

I went to JYP entertainment with my motorcycle while my bodyguard drove with is car right behind me. Later I arrived at the building and went inside without asking directions, because well I've been here quite more than a few times.

As I entered the studio, I saw Chan sitting in front of his laptop typing away. I knocked on the door even though it was open.

"Hey Chan. "I greeted as I sat down next to him.

"Hey Liz. "He greeted back.

We hugged each other and smiled. I call him Chan and he calls me Liz, but my full name is Elizabeth. Byungchan and Elizabeth are such a mouth fulls.

"So what song are we working on today? "I asked him as I looked at what was written on some of the papers near his laptop.

"Since we already finished like ten songs. I was thinking we could write one more song for the GO Live album. "He explained.

I nodded.

"So what is this songs name going to be? "I asked.

"What about God's Menu? "He preferred.

"God's Menu? Okay.. then what's it gonna be about? Making the most delicious meal fit for a god? "I asked sarcastically.

"That's actually not a bad idea. "He says writing down what I just said.

"Wow, I didn't think you'd actually use that idea. "I said clearly shocked.

He chuckled at my statement which caused myself to laugh as well. After a while of writing song lyrics, we decided to take a break.

"So when will you sing a song of your own? "He asked.

"What do you mean? "I asked frowning.

"I mean you've been helping me write songs for quite some time now and I've never heard you sing nor rap before. Honestly I would really like to hear you sing or rap. "He said smiling.

"Well I mean you've heard me rap before. "I stated.

"Yeah, but that was like when we were like twelve years old. "He said chuckling.

"I tell you what, I'll only start producing a song that I'll sing or rap to, when you start to get yourself a girlfriend. "I stated with a smirk.

"But I'm gay and I already have a boyfriend. "He said pouting.

"I know. "I said giggling.

"That's not fair. "He said frowning while pouting.

"It's not supposed to be fair. Now stop pouting, I have to leave now. The club isn't going to pay me if I'm late. You should bring your band mates with, it'll be fun. "I said smiling.

"Alright then, I will. "He said and we hugged and I left.

As I went outside to drive my motorcycle to work I saw this guy crouching drown on the floor and looking at my motorcycle.

"Uhm excuse me but what are you doing? "I asked as the guy stood up straight looking right at me.

"Oh is this yours? "He asked.

"Who wants to know? "I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I do. Is it for sale? "He asked stepping a bit closer towards me this time.

"No it's not for sale. Now move aside. "I said putting on my helmet.

"You know I really love this bike, but only because it belongs to a gorgeous girl like you. "He said biting his bottom lip then winked at me.

I rolled my eyes.

"I bet you say that to all the girls. "I said getting on my motorcycle and started it.

"I love it when you play hard to get, Babygirl. "He said smirking.

"And I just love it when assholes like you try to flirt with every girl they see because they don't have anything better to do with their fucking lives. Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do. "I said rolling my eyes.

"Oof ouch, Babygirl that hurt. "He said putting his hands over his chest as he pretended to be in pain.

I then shook my head and drove to work. If I had a nickel for every time an asshole tries to flirt with me...