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Jeonga took perhaps a little longer in the bathroom than she should have done, working herself from a panic into a calm. That's what she needed now. She had been called there to work, not freak out in the bathroom.

She could freak out when she finally arrived home. Perhaps she could even call Mrs Kim and claim that she wasn't feeling well and just take another day off to be able to take in, comprehend and really react to the occurences in the elevator.

Maybe she could distract herself with working on one of the projects she still had on the go from SM or JYP - maybe she had been sent numerous emails about potential work as ECHO and just ignored them in face of a sudden mishap.

Or she could order takeout pizza and that oreo shaved ice dessert from the nearby shop and curl up on the couch and wallow in the sudden despair that she felt. It was like she was reacting to a breakup - which she almost was.

Her privacy had been her one true love and now that had been ruined by a careless mistake.

But, she couldn't dwell on that right there and then. She had a job to do.

"Sorry - I wasn't feeling too well this morning." Jeonga muttered as she returned to the chair, offering a smile at Minhee as she took over once again. "Nasty headache."

"Are you sure you should be working?" Yoongi was being as nice as ever to her, looking rather concerned. He met her eyes, and Jeonga realised with a start that it looked like she had been crying; she tore her eyes away from the idol and into the large mirror in front of them, hurriedly wiping her eyes.

"I'm fine." She swallowed, forcing a smile. "Really - I'm just terrible with taking pills, especially these ones my doctor gave me."

"I'm the same." Yoongi offered her a tissue, moving his gaze away from the girl as she dabbed at her eyes. "I have to take the chewy vitamins instead of the pills." He smiled to see her laughing, reaching to pick up a makeup brush.

"I used to take them all the time as a kid. I think I had the ones that tasted like peaches." Jeonga ducked down a little bit, hand extracting. "You don't mind, do you?" Her fingertips brushed against his chin and he shrugged, letting his muscles loosen and move pliantly as she tilted his head towards him, gently dusting eyeshadow onto his eyelid.

"I had the strawberry ones sometimes." Yoongi didn't want to add the damper to the conversation that would come with the information of whether that 'sometimes' depended on how much money they had and if they could afford to help him with those struggles that most certainly weren't prominent in his life.

"It's a good job this concealer is pretty good coverage." Jeonga was eye level now, eyeshadow discarded and now using her pinky finger to take pale formula from one bottle and dabbing it under his eye, reaching for her powder. "Maybe I should get some."

It was more to herself than anything, but Yoongi heard it and his curiosity spiked. "Do you stay up a lot these days?" He asked.

"A little less now that I began to work here. But before my sleep schedule was awful." Jeonga admitted, meeting his eyes as she patted powder under his eyes, sweeping away any of the fallen pale eyeshadow. "I would stay up until the early hours working on things and sleep until the afternoon."

"I was like that in the beginning. I would work all day on songs.. when I was a trainee I would try and write at least sixteen bars a day." Yoongi replied. "I almost always hit the mark as well. But it wasn't ideal.. I worked way too hard."

"It sounds like a lot of pressure." Jeonga nodded. "I did that once.. almost ended up killing myself in the process. But clearly I bounced back."

"What exactly were you working on?" Yoongi asked, plain curiousity prompting him to ask rather than anything else.

"Well.. I used to like writing. I would get lost in it, set myself awful deadlines and expectations." Jeonga had panicked for just a moment before lying on the spot.

Yoongi mused for a moment. "Can I ask another question?"

"Go ahead."

"You wouldn't mind if I asked you to go out for food with me when this is over? I don't have any schedules after this and you need to eat something properly."

"I..." Jeonga stared at him for a moment and then nodded. "Yeah.. of course. Thank you."

Yoongi just smiled.

a/n
hi i just thought i would
let everyone know im planning
on having another yoongi fic out
based on the backstory i have
given my bts eighth member!

no one told me how lonely it is up here

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