Black Diamonds are Bulletproof | MYG

Part 41

You spent another hour in your office before your 'go home' alarms triggered, and you sent everyone away. You packed up everything you needed and took photos of the rest on your tablet, then you said goodnight to Jieeun and walked down to the garage with Minjae.

He gave you a weird look when you got into the car and immediately dug out your tablet again but didn't actually say anything. Nor did you notice the flurry of texts that he sent out as you pulled into the late afternoon Seoul traffic to head back to the dorm.

You only looked up from the tablet when the noise of the press pool outside the car announced you'd reached the gates. You sighed a bit, thinking back on some of the interviews you'd heard long ago about how the dorm was its own kind of prison. This sucked, this constant barrage of attention. The ability to just walk to the store or decide you wanted to go out to eat, taken away from you while instead you got 'fame' and 'celebrity'. That didn't really seem like a fair trade to you, but it wasn't something you could change.

You started to pack up what you'd dragged out of your bag as Minjae pulled into the garage, and you waited for him to give the all-clear before you stepped out. He escorted you to the elevator and down the hall to the dorm door where you saw Tadakasan was on duty and you gave him a quick smile, which he returned.

He opened the door and you said good night to Minjae.

"Don't work too hard tonight (Y/N)ssi," he said and you paused a little before shaking your head and smiling, and then entered the dorm. You sighed a bit but didn't hear any music, so you wandered from the empty kitchen to the living room and then down to the studio but still didn't see anyone, before you remembered that they'd gone back to the HYBE studio this week.

Shit, were you supposed to be there now too? Surely Minjae would have said something, but you dug your phone out only to find a LINE note in the group chat explaining that Hoseok wanted some extra time tonight with the backup dancers and they'd all be staying a bit later to work on practice.

A bit later didn't give you a solid grasp on when they'd be back, or if they'd want food, so you grabbed a few small plates to snack on and then began to set up to work at the kitchen table.

After a solid hour, they still weren't back and your headache was getting larger, trying to figure out how to schedule in some of the ad shoots you knew were coming. You sent a text to Yeeun asking how long those usually took, anticipating 2-3 days each, depending on the product and got her confirmation that ads could take up to a week, but most were closed out in one day. And then smiled when you got a second text.

"It's past working hours now Seonbaenim," and you sent back an acknowledgement and kept going.

But that headache wasn't clearing and hey, it was Monday afterall, so you went into the living room and dug into the cupboards until you found a lovely already open bottle of Ardberg and brought the bottle back into the kitchen with you. You took a sip and let the coolness of the liquor combine with the heat of the alcohol and sighed a bit when you turned back to your calendar and began again.

You thought the most you could squeeze in was three 1-day shoots or one 2-3day and another one day, but it would depend on how important the contracts were and in which order they'd come in as.

You had a list of questions about whether these were all HYBE artist contracts or BTS specific ones, as the list you had right now didn't differentiate. If you could pass some of these along to the other talent groups that would be a load off you and the guys and after this year, you wanted to be able to share the wealth so to speak. You also needed to know if these were products or companies the boys had previously endorsed, if they were products that existed now, or were yet to be created, and on and on.