no.17
She wasn't able to ignore loud music coming from the hall. Ysa rushed there with already half-cooled lunch for her boss. Hoseok said he should be practising now.
She didn't meet anyone on her way, even a staff. Maybe it's a secret practise room. Maybe there's just Yoongi, rapping to microphone faster than a light.
She had finally chance to listen more of his production, more of his style...more of him. And no Hoseok or Seokjin couldn't bother her anymore.
Ysa knocked on the door but Yoongi didn't hear it. So she invited herself in, watching for him on the smaller stage. She found him almost immediately. Yoongi was standing right in the middle, spitting out words.
Those lyrics...she knew them from somewhere. Were they from the notebook that he showed her a days ago?
Ysa sneaked around seats as she constantly stared at him.
He looks so exhausted.
Eventually, Yoongi spotted her petite figure. She was his only audience and when she appeared in the hall, he almost dropped the microfone.
"I'm sorry for disturbing you, boss but I have your lunch. Your favourite bulgogi in the city."
Her tone was quite optimistic but she couldn't smile.
"Let it on the one of the seats, please."
"You should eat right now."
"Are you commanding me?"
"I'm just giving you a friendly advice, Yoongi. Later it's gonna taste worse."
He was silent.
"I also noticed that your voice is cracking, maybe you need some vitamins. I can go to-"
"I think it's not because of that..." Yoongi jumped from the small stage.
"Your lyrics are so heartbreaking..."
"I agree but as I said-"
"Pain will make you stronger. It'll show you who you truly are."
"Precisely."
"Mr. Seokjin and Mr. Hoseok were waiting for my arrival from the restaurant."
"Were they?"
Those two fools...
"They wanted to speak with me and," she gave him a bottle of water because he was still catching breath. "And they told me you're feeling sorrowful. Is that true?"
"Do I look sorrowful to you?"
"You kinda do."
Yoongi rather didn't respond.
These two pathetic idiots. What did they tell her?
I will kill them.
"I apologize if I was too impolite back then in your studio. Your words just surprised me."
"It's okay."
"No, it's not. I know it hurt you, Yoongi."
"Bullshit."
"Yoongi," Ysa grabbed him by his shoulders. "Stop lying to me. Seokjin and Hoseok already told me."
"So why are you asking me then? You want to hurt me even more?"
"What? No! I want to know your version of the story. Your opinion, your thoughts...anything."
"What if I say that you can go home tomorrow?"
"Excuse me?"
"Well, you belong to your family and if you go back, I won't suffer any longer. It makes sense, right?"
"No, it's a pure nonsense!" Ysa gasped. "It's the biggest bullshit I ever heard."
Yoongi almost smiled. "If I buy you a fly ticket, will you finally leave?"
"F-finally?"
Do you hate me, boss?
Her eyes were full of tears. "It sounds like you don't want me to be your PA anymore! What's the reason? Please, tell me!"
You broke my heart.
"You deserve to go home."
"Are you a charity or something, Yoongi? Just stop it. Please. Stop it."
"Why? Do you care?"
"Of course I do! I'm your-"
"Personal Asistent," Suga sharply interrupted her.
"I am. And it's my duty to be here when my boss needs me the most. When he's sad and hopeless, for example."
"A lot of bad things happened to me, Ysa. I think I can live with this one as well."
Min Yoongi...why are you tearing my heart apart? For what? Revenge? Just for what?
"No matter what you want, you can't fire me."
"But Sejin can. I already spoke with him about that."
"W-what have you done?!"
"You're going home tomorrow. Be happy, Ysa~ssi. You'll see your dad soon..." Suga walked back to the stage. "You're welcome."
What could she do? His stubborness was overwhelming. This shouldn't happened. She had to stop him but she didn't know how. What would change his mind? If she want to stay here and gain enough money she has to confess. There was no other way.
You know you have to do it.
Breath in, breath out. Concentrate and you will succeed. Just breathe and be confident, be natural, be mature, be...yourself because that's what's important.
"Suga, wait please." She begged him. "I have to tell you something."
"We already ended it, Ysa..."
"We didn't. I have something to say."
"So, what is it?"
"The truth. The only honest one which I never admitted."
Ysa couldn't just run away like a coward. She had to face this argument and win it. As she said before she liked him. His personality completly changed during all of those days and he became more friendly and dorky. Working with someone who's like him would be amazing.
Yoongi deserves to know, Ysa.
"Speak. I'm listening."
"My work is my top priority and I guess you understand it very well, because you're also passionate about your music. The bad thing is that I'm sometimes too focused only on one thing and I often forget about more important stuffs. Seokjin and Hoseok told me about your feelings and after that I finally found my own. I'm sorry but this isn't the ideal place nor time for confession, but...my feelings aren't cold anymore. I care for you Yoongi-boss. And your company makes me indescribably happy. It makes me forget about the nasty guys who wanted to rape me just a week ago. With you I feel somehow more safe and comfortable and I realized that my opinions aren't always right. Now I know...not every idol is a jerk. It took me a lot of time to figure it out. I appreciated that you did not want my father's old shirt. You knew it's important little thing for me. And life is mostly about these little pretty things, don't you agree? So now I think my friendship with you is like this. It's still small because it's just at the beginning, but after some time it can grow, it can bloom. I'm thankful for the flight ticket, but I can't accept it. I want to buy it by myself and mostly, be proud of myself. No matter how many months it'll take, I'm ready to not give up so easily."
"Are you saying this just because you don't wanna loose this job?"
"No. I'm saying this to someone who I can trust. To my friend."
"You're unbelievable," Yoongi mumbled with a gummy smile on his lips.
"Yes, sir. That's the main reason why you adore me. But you should eat now, okay? Your lunch will get cool."
"Stupid lunch."
"Stupid lunch?" She repeated after him. "You are stupid not that poor lunch! It took me around forty minutes to get it for you!"
"Shut it. We can go for a lunch together. I know a couple of good places near Big Hit," Yoongi wasn't mad at her anymore. He carefully get off the stage again, so he could get closer to her.
"Sorry, but I'm in work."
"Your work is to obey my-"
"Commands. Ah, you're so predictable. Don't you want to tattoo this sentence? It would surely suits you."
"After you, Ysa. You're tattoo would be more interesting. A spilled coffee on flannel shirt and my laptop, hm."
"Wow, that was really funny."
"Okay, enough of jokes," Yoongi rapidly changed the theme of this bubbly conversation. "Hug me."
What?!
He was grumpy antisocial grandpa all the time. He openly hated any physical contact. Only Holly was exception.
Ysa wanted to respond to his short statment, but he already put his arms around her to give her a decent loving hug.
"Eh, Suga I didn't know you can be sometimes sweet and adorable."
"Everyone can be sometimes sweet and adorable."
"Yeah, but with you it's just strange."
"Shut up cuz I'll fire you."
"Is 'shut up' your second name?"
"No. It's Agust D. Wait. Why are you laughing?"
"That's a weird name. You have weird nicknames."
"It's definitely not more weird than Ysa."
"What do you mean? I have pretty name! Don't laugh at me. Ugh, I hate you, Min Yoongi..."
"Ts, I hate you the most."
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good evening, lovelies 🙋🌌
welcome at the end of this 'huge' chapter. I hope you enjoyed it, because I'm not a fan of this exact one. I just feel like I didn't express their feelings right 😖 I would probably changed it all, including dialogues but I'm too lazy. As many of you know, I have some serious issues with my school (teachers, online classes, etc.) and also my mental health is a bit rumpled 🥺👉👈
I'm so sorry that I didn't bring you enough good content...
Please, stay healthy and care about yourself everyday. Always take breaks, relax with music, bake some brownies or just apply facemask... I'm sure these small things can fix a tiny part of your mental health. We should actually speak about mental care more often, don't you think? I have never thought that I'll be the one who's gonna have this type of a problem. I was wrong. It can happen to anyone. So be gentle with yourself and love yourself! Nothing's more important than you. Remember that.
And keep on mind, you can always contact me through messages.
Be strong, sweeties! ♥️
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