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 walk into Y/N's room to see them still sleeping. They look so peaceful. . . and adorable. It sucks that I have to wake them up, especially since they don't get much sleep. I gently shake them.
"Morning sleepy head," I greet, Y/N slowly opens their eyes.
"Morning Yoongs," they reply in a tired voice, sitting up.
I smile at the nickname. Is it weird that I could listen to her voice and never get tired of it? I wonder.
"Did you sleep good?" I ask.
"Fifty fifty," they say, moving their hand side to side.
"Now, what did I do to have Min Yoongi wake me up? Normally I'm the one that wakes you up," Y/N says, running their fingers through their hair.
"Well, we have to go soon. So, get dressed and such," I state.
Y/N nods their head. They push the blanket off their body, revealing their pajamas.
"Can you get out so I can change?" They ask.
I should probably do that.
"Okay, bye," I awkwardly say, walking out their door.
Before I leave I hear Y/N giggle.
Your POV
He's too cute I think to myself. I get out of my bed and check my phone for the weather. Hallelujah! It's not, 'time to freeze your butt off' weather. But it's still pretty cold. I go through my clothes and pull out some items.
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A/N: your outfit
"Okay, where the fudge are my contacts?" I ask myself, digging through my bag.
I stand back, annoyed out of my mind. I mean I don't really need them. But I do. Fine.
"Do not tell me I lost them," I groan.
I pull my glasses out of the side pocket of my bag and put them on. I don't mind my glasses, I just don't like wearing them. Okay, maybe I do mind them. Especially having to get new ones. I throw my bag over my shoulder and walk into the living room.
"Is that you Y/N?" Jimin asks, tilting his head to the side.
"Good morning to you too Jimin," I reply sarcastically.
"Since when do you wear glasses?" He asks, crossing his arms and peaking around me.
"Uh, elementary school," I reply, my voice going higher in debate if I'm right.
"Wow, Y/N you look cute," Hoseok compliments me.
My eyes widen, I'm surprised by what he just said. It's not everyday a member of BTS calls you cute.
