Sweet Heartache

Recording and date

"What's wrong?" I asked him, still in my masked voice.

"What did you call me?" he asked.

And then I realized what he meant.

Oh shit. Did I call him Kookie?

My mouth went dry.

"Oh, that? I heard people calling you that and it just slipped. Don't mind it. Now, let me hear how you wanted to deliver the chorus part and I'll tell you what I think" I told him immediately diverting his attention to somewhere else.

He looked confused but followed anyways.

After a few alterations and recordings, we were done.

I checked my wrist and realized that it was already 11 pm.

"Miss Jennie,  do you want to eat with us?" the senior music director asked.

I quickly waved my hands.  "No,  don't mind me. You can all enjoy," I said as I stood up from my seat.

He bowed a little which I returned.

The senior music director smiled before going out with the rest.

I was so glad that the guys on my team are very kind. To be honest,  at first,  they had been aloof and uncomfortable with me. I was so sure they were bothered that I was on their team and they don't really trust that I can do my job.

But I was glad everything went well in the end.

Before I can even stand up, I heard my phone buzz.

Unknown: Where are you?

My brows furrowed. Who could it be?

Me: Who's this?

Unknown: Yoongi.

My heart started hammering on my chest.

Ge'ez, he's starting to give a weird effect on me.

Me: I'm in BigHit. Doing some errands but I'm about to go home.

Unknown: Uh, stay there. I'm going to pick you up. I'll be there in five.

Me: Uh. Okay.

Why would he pick me up anyway? And how did he get my number?

And then I remember Jisoo unnie. She must have given it to him.

Unknown: Where are you?  I'm inside the building.

I grab my cap and face mask and immediately went out of the recording studio.

I was still typing on my phone when I bump into someone.

"Why are you getting out of the devil's lard?" 

I looked up and saw a serious-looking Yoongi. Not that he doesn't normally look one.

Oh shit. I mentally scolded myself after being caught.

"Ah, I was asked to arrange some files in there." I awkwardly answered.

He looked at me intently.

"Have you seen the devil inside?" he asked.

So they call me devil huh?

"Nope. No one is inside." I lied.

He was still looking at me intently before he turned back to walk out of the building, pulling me in my right hand.

Before we exit, he stopped and looked back at me.