Take Me to the Sky✔️

Chapter - 47

He didn't want to delve too deeply into his feelings, at least not for now.

Anyone would think that after the Christmas holidays the world would return to its normal rhythm, which, although it was quite fast, it was normal. But no. It was as if they were still partying, with the only difference that they had to go to work, but people took time - Yoongi didn't know where - to fill the streets, shops and restaurants. To a certain extent, he understood that the stores were packed, which is why people ended up returning or exchanging gifts that had not been the most suitable, but there were still too many people for his liking.

Of course, his company had also wanted to join in the post-vacation frenzy. There was not a second of rest, the pressure to finish all the projects started was noticeable in the environment, even at the entrance, which only had the reception and the elevators; But they all hurried from one place to another, and those who were always thirsty for gossip could not see their hair unless it was their hour of rest, and even then it did not last long either; basically, they lacked time to work, and that was what they played after the Christmas break. 

Overtime was the order of the day, and although you could choose not to do it, none of them liked that someone had the audacity to leave while there was still work to be done and they had their superiors looking at everything they did with a magnifying glass. Yoongi did not escape from this situation, and he was used to working under pressure, and sometimes he liked that adrenaline rush that gave him the knowledge that the deadline for composition was three days later: it drove him to give your best in times of crisis.

 But even he had a limit, and he was fed up with so many changes, he was so upset that there was always an excuse: that if the melody was too aggressive, or too simple, or that it was missing something but they didn't know what. 

That same day he had been about to send someone to shit because he was sick of them changing everything at the last minute and because they could not decide the musical style they wanted for the new group. Yoongi didn't even remember who the smartass changed all the guidelines (again).

"Easy, Hyung. Think that it's Friday and that you have the entire weekend to forget about all this." Namjoon told him with a hand on his shoulder as he tried to prevent a murder in that same room where they were still meeting after two hours.

"If I think about it, I'll despair even more. What I want, is to lose sight of all these idiots who think that we have nothing better to do than be at the expense of their requests, as if it were so easy to do what they ask of us." He answered through his teeth and trying to contain himself.

"They just see bars on our screens and think it's like a game. They don't know everything we have to do to make it sound good." said one of his fellow producer who was at his side and was just as pissed off with all these changes. "The only reason I can put up with this shit is that in an hour I'll be home with my wife and kids."

Yoongi and Namjoon nodded their heads and resigned themselves to listening to what was happening in the room until it was time to leave. The CEO himself disagreed with so many changes and finally took the reins, clarifying that he would speak at length with those who had trouble deciding what they wanted. Just looking at the horrified face that the guy he almost sent to shit had made, Yoongi felt satisfied, if only for a minute, because the next he was walking out the door with Namjoon and many others who did not want to risk staying longer than necessary.

"We are free, finally!" Namjoon sighed as he dropped into the chair, Yoongi the following suit in front of him.

They had stopped at the cafeteria next to work to disconnect from the world for a moment before arriving home. After talking for a while about pointless things that had nothing to do with work, and finishing their drinks, the two of them went out to catch the subway. When they were near his stop, Namjoon began to gently shake him to wake him up.