Devil cat👿
I'll pick you up in twenty okay?
-----------------Mian giggled lightly to herself looking at the lit up screen infront of her. Yoongi has been especially clingy ever since they got back together.
She was thriving over that.
She didnt mind it one bit, they were making up for the time lost they spent apart. Tonight was the only night Yoongi was able to go home early with her.
Most of those were spent to catch up on the work he failed to do. Mian never failed to have anything he might need ready for him. She felt it was partly her fault.
Everything was slowly falling back in place. She was now home and her relationship with him was slowly molding into something beautiful.
Devil cat👿
Its okay, I'm heading towards you.
I'll pick you up.
----------------------Her arms shot up stretching her arms behind her. She ran her hand through her hair taking off the scrunchie that held the mane together.
The feeling was nice but she kind of wished it was her boyfriend's hands instead.
Boyfriend.
A giddy smile played on her lips at how the word sounded only growing into a grin so silly it would have Jungkook tease her senselessly for weeks.
She shook her head and began clearing up her work table, packing her purse back up before pulling away completely from the table and standing up from her swirvel stool.
She double checked making sure everything was in place before cleaning herself up with the help of the full length mirror in the room.
She locked up in a hurry heading to Yoongi's studio filled with excitement. She was sure he was waiting on her with the much time she'd taken in tidying.
Along the way, she met a few people she acquaintaned with bowing low at them not only as a way of respect but also a farewell for the night.
Mian enjoyed her work, she got to see all kinds of incredible people. The lovely staff, the amazing yet full of gossip women gifted in makeup and talented artists she couldnt believe she was now working with.
The agency had recently promoted her for the amazing and unique fits Jungkook waltzed the building in.Other artists had apparently wanted her to work on some of their pieces as well.
It wasn't long before she got into the recording department passing by idols she knew that were still working.Some of the female artists pouted sadly at her in exhaustion as she passed by making her pout along with them while waving in to encourage them.
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