1 July 2020

Big Hit Studio

I had always been interested in producing and writing songs but this was my first time producing a song. There were some difficulties but Bang Sihyuk PD nim helped me apply the melody and lyrics I wrote to the title song. I was honoured to work with him as he was keeping the promise made to me all those years ago. It made me want to work harder and put in more effort. Yuju participated with me and we learned a lot, eager for our next comebacks.

BTS invited us to the studio to eat with them but Jeongguk and I felt no awkwardness. On the contrary, he was happy that I had found Hansol.

"I love Apple so much!" he said when he first heard Apple in my room. "Really, which parts do you like best?" I blushed.

"Ooh no, this sweet scent, bright ruby drops draw me in," my boyfriend sang, "don't look back, don't let yourself worry."

"What else?" I laughed as he humoured me.

"Dizzying scent draws me nearer," the rapper left behind the cushion I had provided him and invaded my side of the bed as he continued, "I like it, I like it, more, I like it."

"Hmmm," I hummed as if Hansol were putting me under a spell.

"In the sweet darkness, the witching hour descends," he looked at my lips and I sang my last line, seeking to end the frustration.

"There's no turning back when the night turns restless," I was clinging to him like a limpet on a hull when we kissed, a few of the other cushions falling to the floor.

"I hope we get more sexy GFriend concepts," the Seventeen member moaned when we pulled apart.

"Aye sir," I kissed the heart-shaped birthmark on his hand.

"I'm a merman, not a pirate," he laughed before grazing my flushed cheek with his thumb.

"Aye sir," I teased him before peppering him with questions about Left and Right, which sounded like it would be great. Because my boyfriend was easygoing, it was easy to confide in him. He made me realise when I was overthinking things and looked at easier solutions.

"I'd threaten you with a hickey but your vampire-simping ass would love that, wouldn't you?" Hansol nuzzled at my neck but he didn't make his threat real.

"Maybe," I held his gaze, following his beautiful eyes as they found a spot that could easily be covered. My boyfriend caught skin between his teeth and tugged gently, leaving a little bruise that would turn purple later.

"You can remove it with cold cream," he apologised before kissing it.

"Really?" I wondered how he came across that information.

"Don't raise your eyebrow at me like that," the rapper winced. "You don't live with Woozi hyeong

for over 9 years without learning stuff like that."

"Oh, if it's that little goblin, cool," I feigned relief.

"Wow, what a heart of ice," he played along, pretending he was maudlin at my confession. "How do I melt that stony interior?"

"Compliment my food," I realised it was almost lunch time and the Seventeen member was probably hungry.

"Nah, let me cook something for you," he moved to the floor and gently lifted me to my feet.

"I wonder if you also offer to cook for Mingyu like this," I teased him.

"Hah no, cooking for one little lady is way better than cooking for those empty sacks on legs I call my brothers," Hansol and I ran down the stairs.

The hamburger was great, save for the burned pineapple, but I forgave him for that. We finished the macaroons he had bought earlier, using lack of napkins as an excuse to kiss away the sweet almond paste on our lips. Placing a bag of instant popcorn in the microwave, I let the rapper pick a movie in the lounge and we relaxed on the couch for a few hours.

"Take care," I kissed him, anxious at how quickly COVID19 was spreading.

"I have you so I will," he hugged me tightly before getting into his Tesla. Waving goodbye, I only went inside when the driveway gate closed fully and clicked into the tracks on the ground, hoping he'd get home safe.