t h u r s d a y

10:21 a.m.

Your POV

"I'm feeling just fine, fine, fine, I'll let go of your hand now. I know I'm all mine, mine, mine, 'cuz I'm just fine," Jungkook sings into the microphone, holding one hand on the side of the headset.

Jimin proceeds to sing his part of the chorus, gently swaying himself while standing in the recording booth. As I'm listening to the two of them, I can hear the faint sound of someone knocking on the door. I turn my head towards the door and the back to the boys, ignoring the knock for the moment. The knocking happens again which makes me sigh out of annoyance. I stop the music, the singing stops.

"Hold on one sec, guys. Great job so far," I tell Jungkook and Jimin, over the intercom.

I get up from my seat and answer the door. It's Sae-wa. Oh, she has her hair up today, pretty. I let her into the room following behind her with the door.

"Hello, Sae-wa. What can I do for you?" I greet, closing my studio door slightly.

"Bang-pdm wants to see you," Sae-wa tells me, crossing her arms behind her back.

"Is there a possibility that he can wait? I'm busy," I state, motioning to the recording booth.

"Well, he wants to see you now," She tells me, shifting her weight one foot to the other.

I can tell that she feels a bit anxious. This is a habit that Sae-wa normally does when she feels anxious or fidgety.

"Okay, thank you. I'll go see him," I say, a little annoyed.

What is so important that he couldn't wait? I wonder. I open the door for Sae-wa to leave and she walks off towards the elevator I go back into the studio. I wave for Jimin and Jungkook to come out from the recording booth. The boys huddle around in a circle.

"I have to go see Bang-pdm, I'll be back soon. While I'm stepping out, look over your parts. Okay, I'll back," I inform the boys, and walk back out.

"Wait! Y/N!" I hear one of the members call out.

I turn around, my hand still on the door knob.

"Yes?" I reply, looking for who called out for me.

"Why do you have to see Bang-pdm?" Jungkook asks, tilting his head to the side.

"I-I don't know, don't worry" I say, shutting the door and heading the elevator.

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On my way up to Band-pdm's office, I wrack my brain wondering what it is that he could possibly want to see me about. I can't help but fidget with my hands, starting to pick the healing skin off my fingers with the nail of my thumb. The hushed elevator comes to a smooth stop and with a ding I am taken out of my thoughts. The doors pull open and I walk out, making my way to Bang-pdm's office. I approach the door, standing in front of it for a moment to calm my heart rate. I knock on the door and a faint 'come in' is heard on the other side. I enter his office.

"You wanted to see me?" I state, closing the door behind me.

"Ah, yes, come here," Bang-pdm says, motioning for me to come closer.

I walk over and stand in front of his desk, my hands folded in front of me.

"I just wanted to touch base with you," He starts.

"There's a little less than two months left. How is the album coming along?" He asks, looking away from his computer screen and looking at me.

"It's coming along well. We'll be done on time," I answer.

"That's good to hear," Bang-pdm sighs a smile.

"Well, I would like to hear what you and the boys have done so far," He tells me, leaning back in his chair.

"Oh, sure. Um, may I ask why?" I question, unfolding my arms to my side.

"I just want to listen, nothing bad. Just seeing what is in store for their fans," Bang-pdm explains.

"Alright, will do. Is that all that you needed to talk to me about?" I question.

"Yes, you can go back to recording. Have fun," Bang-pdm says with a smile.

Yoongi's POV

"I could see the sun shine, shine, shine. Cuz I'm just fine, just fine," Jimin practices, along with Jungkook.

I stay seated on the couch, wondering what Y/N was called up for. The sound of the studio door unlatching draws me out from my inner pondering. I turn my head towards the door and see Y/N walk back into the studio with a smile.

"I'm back!" she says, in a sing-song voice.

"Hi, what did Bang-pdm want?" Taehyung asks, fixing his posture.

"Nothing important," They say.

"He just wanted to see where we were at and to hear recordings of the songs for the album," Y/N adds, sitting down on their chair.

Since when does he want recordings? I question. I lay back on the couch, looking over my verse.

"Okay, great job so far guys," Y/N compliments, turning to face us.

"Thank you," we all say.

"So the chorus is done. What's next is J-hope and Yoongi. Are you two ready to record?" Y/N asks, looking over at Hoseok and I.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm ready," I respond, looking at them.

"Yup, ready," Hoseok smiles.

"Alright, go into the booth," Y/N tells us, spinning around in their chair to face the computer.

Hoseok and I walk into the recording booth. We walk over to the microphone, me on one side and Hoseok on the other side. I place the headphones on my ears and Hoseok does the same. Y/N holds up their thumb, their way of asking us if we are ready. I hold up my thumb as a 'yes', Y/N nods their head and the music starts. For some reason I feel anxious. I can feel my heartbeat quicken with every interval. Come on Yoongi, you're fine. Just like the song. I try and convince myself. I blink a few times trying to get my mind back.

"Yoongi, you missed your entrance," I hear Y/N tell me over the intercom.

I look up and see Y/N with a look on their face. I can't decipher their expression though.

"Sorry," I respond, rubbing the back of my neck.

"It's okay, we can go again. Hoseok will do his verse then you, are you ready?" Y/N asks.

"Yeah, yes," I say, nodding my head.

"Okay, let's go," they say, the music starts once again.

Okay, you got this Yoongi. I tell myself as my part approaches.

I'm so fine, you so fine. All of the sadness and scars, became an old memory now. So let's smile and let go, we so fine. I'm so fine, you so fine. Our future will only have happiness, so put away your fear. Enjoy it, you worked hard, we so fine

I did it again, I missed my entrance. The music fades out.

"It's okay, come out," Y/N says, over the intercom.

I disappointedly take my headphones off and place them on the music stand - upset with myself. Hoseok walks out first, I follow behind him.

"Okay, I want you guys to take a break for a bit. Just collect yourself, get something to drink all that," Y/N instructs us.

I don't think I should. I think to myself as the members get up and walk out. I slowly get off the couch.

"Hey, Yoongs?" Y/N calls out.

"Yeah?" I respond, turning around.

"Shut the door and come here," Y/N says.

I shut the door to the studio and walk back to them, sitting next to Y/N in the other spinning office chair. Y/N wraps up some work on the recording that we just did before hitting the save button and turning to face me. A gentle expression rests on their face.

"Is there something on your mind?" Y/N asks, their tone soft.

"What?" I respond, confused on why they are asking.

"Uh, well, you missed your entrance and you look like something is bothering you," Y/N says.

I notice Y/N rubbing their thumbs together. Are they nervous?

"I'm fine, don't worry," I tell them, getting up from my seat.

"Okay, let me know if you need anything, Yoongs," Y/N says, not wanting to push further.

I walk over to the door of the studio and before leaving I turn back around to Y/N, my hand resting on the door knob.

"You want to know what's on my mind?" I start, not sure if I want to continue talking.

Y/N turns to face me, I can tell that they want to know what I have to say. That makes me pleased. Knowing that I have someone to rely on, someone that will listen to me. I take slide my hand off the doorknob and cave into Y/N's offer.

"You," I tell them, without thinking about what may come after.

Y/N rolls their eyes and pushes themself towards me in the chair before punching me in my arm.

"Ow! What was that for," I chuckle, rubbing my arm.

For a playful punch - that hurt.

"Stop that. I'm your producer not your lover," Y/N says, pushing themself back to the desk.

"But, you could be," I joke.

"Haha, very funny. Go join the others," Y/N tells me, shooing me towards the door.

"No, I want to stay here," I say, sitting back on the couch.

Y/N stares at me for a bit, and continues working at their computer.

"Well, if you are going to stay here, why don't you show me what you have for your solo," they suggest, propping their head up with their hand and looking at me.

"It's not done though," I tell Y/N, copying them.

"I still want to see what you have," Y/N states.

"Okay" I say, shimming my hips up to get my phone out of pant pocket.

I open my notes app to where I started to brainstorm what to do for my solo. I then present it to Y/N and go happily takes my phone. They scroll through reading my lyrics. I place my head on my hand and look at them. Y/N's eyes look like they doubled in size. It's as if they have seen the most amazing thing ever. Anything that involves music, Y/N always seems so intrigued by it. I like that about them. The passion and love that they have for music I like that a lot about Y/N. I admire how hard they work and how they can come up with beats and instrumentals on the spot. They're so talented.

"You know, you should feel special," I start, Y/N looks over at me.

"What?" They ask, raising an eyebrow.

"Not many people get to read Min Yoongi's lyrics," I joke.

"There's that ego," Y/N says, smiling.

I really love that smile.

A/N: Hello! I hope you enjoyed this part. If you could vote that'd be greatly appreciated. Okay, have a nice day or night, stay safe and healthy luvs<3

P.S.- you did well today<3