Moon aka Y/N Miller. A popular music creator, the talk of the music industry for the past two years. The only problem being that no one knows who the person behind the screen is. When asked to produce BTS' upcoming album, the artist is conflicted.
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I never went back to sleep after coming back to my room. At least not completely. I took naps in between.
7:56 a.m. My phone lights up. Since I got back to my room I've been working on my music. Working and the occasional moment of me remembering Yoongi. My god his voice, but what was I thinking?! Flipping snuggling into his hand like a lost kitten. I scold myself, once again. I brush out my hair as I wait for my song to upload.
"I really need to redo my hair," I mumble to myself.
Staring at the blue fading from my hair, I let out a yawn. Mid yawn, there is a knock at my door. I put my brush down, and get up. The door opens before I could reach it. Hoseok pops his head in.
"Oh, good morning Y/N," Hoseok greets, opening the door fully.
"Morning Hobi," I reply, a smile paints his face.
"You called me Hobi," He says happily.
I hum in response, "Is it okay for me to call you Hobi?"
"Yeah, it's more than fine," Hoseok smiles.
"So, why are you here?" I ask.
"Oh, Joon wanted me to wake you up. Anyways, get dressed we have to leave soon," Hoseok tells me and leaves.
I make my way to my duffel bag. I still haven't moved my clothes to the closet that is in my room. I don't think it matters much though, I'll only be here for three months. Not worth the effort. Thinking back to when Sejin and Bangpdm held me back for a moment pops into my head.
"Anyway, I'm sure Pdm here was about to tell you that you will also be performing with BTS," I remember what Sejin told me.
"I still haven't answered either of their offers," I tell myself.
I'm too tired, and cold to put much time into an outfit.
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A/N: Your outfit
So comfy. I waddle to my desk and close my laptop placing it into my bag. I grab my phone and bag before walking out to the living room.
"Morning Y/N!" A chipper Jungkook greets me.
"Morning Kookie," I reply, ruffling his bedhead hair.
Jungkook pouts. I walk into the kitchen.
"Look who is awake and dressed!" Namjoon says, once I walk in.
"I've been up. But, good morning to you too," I reply, grabbing a mug from the cabinet.
"Coffee?" Namjoon offers, holding a full pot of coffee.
I nod my head, holding out the mug. Man I love the smell of coffee. I make my way to the refrigerator and take out the milk. I pour some into my "dirty bean" water as I like to call it.
