'who are you?' he whispered, gazing at the beautiful creature.
the moment he spoke, her eyes opened.
and namjoon was done for.
| namjoon x o/c
| fantasy, romance, fluff, smut
| completed: 15.07.2023
@bangtanbagels ~ 2023
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"Don't touch that."
Celine snapped her hand back from the mixing desk, a sense of regret running through her.
She should never have come here.
Hobi tutted and rolled his eyes at his grumpy friend. "Yoongi, be respectful."
Yoongi muttered something about being older and wiser, hiding his scowl behind his long black hair as he turned back to the mixing desk. Celine eyed Hobi, who gave her a shrug of apology.
It had been Namjoon's idea, for her to spend the day with Hobi and Yoongi. He knew she felt like Yoongi didn't like her - and honestly, Namjoon himself wasn't even sure if he did. But she wanted to get to know him, and Namjoon reasoned that there was no place Yoongi felt more at home than in the recording studio.
So they were sat in his studio, at the back of the apartment. And so far, Celine had only managed to piss Yoongi off, as far as she could tell.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled, taking a seat at the back of the studio and gazing down at her hands, and then at the artwork on the walls, wanting to look anywhere but at Yoongi.
Hobi glared at his friend, who ignored him at first, but then rolled his eyes, turning back to Celine.
"Fine. Come and watch."
Celine's eyes brightened as she met Yoongi's gaze. He was indicating for her to come and stand beside him, while Hobi recorded a sample.
Celine's stomach flipped in hope and she hopped up, standing beside Yoongi at the desk.
She watched as Yoongi moved the various buttons and dials as Hobi rapped, lost in his own world in the recording booth. Something in her was set alight when any of the boys performed. She figured it must be to do with the way she had been created - she was, after all, an extension of them as a band. When they performed, she felt herself coming to life.
It was how she felt right now.
She was desperate to ask questions, and yet afraid to ask Yoongi anything in case he sent her away again. So instead she stood, watching, as he worked.
Hobi finished and popped his head out of the booth, grinning at Celine. "How was that?"
