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#ignore me#i am taking an inadvisable page out of Tim's book and using caffeine instead of sleep tonight#it's fucking 12:30 and i haven't even started what i need to get done tonight#i haven't finished eating dinner either#i'm tired but i'm also wired#because again caffeine#i kind of want to take my brain out and scrub it against a wash board#i think that would fix me#the conundrum i'm having#is that i know that the chores i need to get done are going to take... at least two hours#and it's nearly one#which means there're about four hours before i have to get up for work#which.... yeah not great#doable but not great#and if i power through and do the chores and try to sleep after#i will absolutely sleep through my alarm#and be late to work#and get in trouble with my boss#again#which i would greatly like to avoid#but if I try to nap now#there's a chance that I won't get up to do my chores#and i really fucking need to get my chores done#but also like....#an hour nap would definitely be better than no sleep at all#but i don't trust myself to only take an hour...
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Hetavision 2021 Televote part 3
Host 1: Edging towards that moment of truth, just 10 results to go. The moment the millions of people out there have been waiting for.
Host 2: Ten songs still waiting for points, and from those last ten, the winner will be revealed.
Host 1: Alright. Deep breath. As we said, we have ten countries left. Next up, is Greece.
Host 1: Greece has recieved from the public... 79 points!
Greece: Not bad, not bad, eeeey I'm on the left side of the scoreboard! Good job Stefania He do be saying tiredly
Host 2: Okay, let's move on to Ukraine.
The audience: Cheering
Host 2: Ukraine, the public has given you... are you ready?
Ukraine: Yes?
Host 2: 267 points!
Ukraine: Oh my gosh! I- That's incredible! Lots of happiness
Host 2: And that means Ukraine is in the lead now!
Host 1: Alright, only eight countries left. And next up is Russia. Russia, are you ready?
Russia: Da ^-^
Host 1: You have recieved from the public... 100 points!
Russia: That's pretty good, I'm happy ^-^
Host 2: Okay, let's move on to Portugal. Portugal, get ready to get from the public...
Portugal: Oh this is gonna be good!
Host 2: 27 points!
Portugal: Excuse me???
Iceland: Despite being nervous, mutters I guess love wasn't on his side tonight
The other Nordics: Tries really hard not to laugh
Host 1: Moving on to Bulgaria. Bulgaria has recieved from the public... 30 points!
Bulgaria: I qualified, Romania didn't and I got at least more points that Portugal... I'll take it! The juries loved you Victoria, don't worry!
Host 2: Only five countries left. Let's move on to Iceland.
Audience: Cheering some more
Iceland: Okay, that's a positive noise, I like that
Host 2: Iceland.
Me: Seeing the pan flag again... almost in happy tears
Host 2: From the public you are getting... 180 points!
Iceland: HOLY SHIT I'M IN THE LEAD AND THEY DIDN'T EVEN PERFORM. I MIGHT NOT WIN, BUT I'M IN THE LEAD NOW AND I'M DOING BETTER THAN THE OTHER NORDICS. FINALLY. Daði og Gagnamagnið I'm so proud A lil bit of a happy tears moment from Iceland
Host 1: We move on to Italy.
The Italians (Veneziano, Romano and Rome (look at idk I think it was the 2nd jury part)): Holding hands and is very nervous
Host 1: Italy, get ready to recieve from the public... 318 points!
The Italians: In complete shock before they start screaming WE WON THE TELEVOTE, WE'RE IN THE LEAD, WE COULD WIN THE WHOLE THING FINALLY AFTER ALL THESE YEARS!!! YES MÅNESKIN!!!
Host 1: That means Italy is now in first position! Italy is in the lead! The level of excitment here is just ridiculous. Three countries waiting for the results from the public vote, and I promise you, It's not going to be long now. Italy is in the lead with 524 points, but maybe oen of these countries stil waiting for points will jump out in front or maybe not.
Host 2: Italy is in the lead, but three countries still haven't recieved their points from the public yet. And those countries are Malta, France and Switzerland.
Italians: Be shaking with excitment
Malta, France and Switzerland: Is a bit more nervous
Host 1: Okay, we're all wide awake now, aren't we?
Host 2: Italy leads with 524 points, but we all know things can still change. We move on to Malta. Malta has recieved from the public... 47 points!
Malta: Excuse me?! What the fuck?!
Host 1: Alright. The level of excitment just totally crazy.
France and Swizterland: Knows damn well that they need something between 200 and 300 points to win, but is pretty sure Italy and Ukraine were the highest so they are just happy with a good result.
Host 1: A lot of sympathy for the all the countries. Still in the lead is Italy, but bear in mind that two countries still need to recieve their points from the public vote, so the winner can be either Italy or one of the two countries that haven't recieved their points from the public yet. France or Switzerland. It feels like almost everyone in Europe is holding their breaths right now.
Host 1: We're moving on. We're moving. The next country is France. France, the public has decided to give you... 251 points!
France: Oh mon dieu! Sees that it gives him a total of 499 so he didn't beat the Italians. Second is good! It's my best result in years! Well done Barbra!
Host 1: Everything, everything is balancing on this something something moment
(It's late and I'm doing this by ear, so please bear with me)
Host 2: So, only one country left. Italy is currently in first place, and Switzerland has not recieved their points yet. One of you will be the winner of the Eurovision Song Contest 2021.
Host 1: If Switzerland gets at least 258 points. They win. So, it's either Italy or it's Swizterland. Who will be the winner of the Eurovision Song Contest 2021?
Me, watching this at home with my parents. Very much so Norwegian and also actually very much liked the Swiss song, but my favourite of all time was Italy: Italy please, Italy please, Italy please
Host 2: So here is a recap. Swizterland needs at least 258 points to win. Are you ready?
Host 2: Switzerland has got... from the public...
165 points! AND THAT MEANS WE HAVE A WINNER!
Gjon: Is being so great and clapping despite the fact that he didn't win and just being an overall great guy
Host 1: How fantastic! Italy is the winner of the Eurovision Song Contest 2021!
Host 2: One thing I know for sure is next year the Eurovision Song Contest kicks off in Italy! So we all be heading off to the country of pizza and sambuca!
Host 1: Let's have a look at the final results one more time! This is the amazing top three. It's Swizterland, in second place France, and the winner is, great achievement, the winner of Eurovision Song Contest 2021 is Italy!
The Italians: IS CRYING AND SCREAMING MORE OF JOY AND HAPPINESS, THE OTHERS ARE CHEERING FOR THEM AND SAYING IT WAS DESERVED CAUSE IT SURE AS FUCK WAS, I WAS ALMOST IN TEARS MYSELF CAUSE MY FAVOURITE (SOMEONE WHO'S BEEN MY FAVOURITE SINCE NATIONAL SELECTION TIMES TYPE OF FAVOURITE) HADN'T WON THE PAST 12 YEARS, BUT FINALLY. AFTER 12 YEARS. MY FAVOURITES WON. TO QUOTE SIRIUS BLACK, BUT WITH MY OWN PERSONAL SPIN: I DID MY WAITING. 12 YEARS OF IT. IN EUROVISION. MY FAVOURITE HADN'T WON SINCE 2009. I'M SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW.
#Hetavision 2021#This was the best Eurovision we've had in forever#And my favourite won#What a great Eurovision#Italy finally wooooon!!!#And I'm gonna go cry now#Happy tears of course#ITALY FUCKING WOOOOOOOOOON
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fifth member - chapter 1: queen

a/n: i'm pretty excited for this one. hope you enjoy!
so just to note a disclaimer: history itself is connected but they're not really precise! what would be true will be the more known events (i.e. rainbow '74, live aid, some various anecdotes, etc. etc.)
^^^ i may be putting that to every chapter of the story as well.
contains: roger being an annoying lil shit (don't worry it'll go away p soon), a bit of tension.
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1972, 12:50 PM
A week had passed since the last performance and since when the two of you met the band. You were getting along pretty well with the three and so was Deaky.
Everyone in the studio are currently studying their part, Brian and John rehearsing their chords, Roger testing the tempo, meanwhile you and Freddie are discussing about your part.
"So, Y/N, there won't be any piano present in this song, but, you can be part of the backing vocals." Freddie stated, handing you a handwritten copy of the lyrics.
It reads... Liar.
"You can pair with me for a while, since you haven't known the melody yet."
You nod, "Of course!" and found yourself doing a vocal range with him. Thankfully, you were a fast learner and got everything right. One thing you were missing is that you didn't have your own mic.
Freddie gathers everyone to rehearse his newly planned set list, as you followed.
He had already taught you your choreography together with him, which makes it look like both of you are the main focus of the audience.
Finding another mic stand, you try to adjust it to your height, yet one of the clips broke and left you holding the half of it. "This is absolutely fine, is it?" You awkwardly asked, as the singer comes in with the same equipment. "It probably is, B..." Deaky chimed in with your nickname, smiling as he rests his hands on top of his bass. You let out a small laugh and lightly bit your lip from smiling.
B is a running nickname for you that he always used through the years of your own friendship with him. He found it really pleasing and soft to call you that.
Oh how I wish she was mine... He swooned in his thoughts, his cheeks getting flushed.
You were completely nervous about this, even though he was told by Freddie that you and him will be by his side to sing during the bridge of Liar.
Nothing awkward happened, thankfully. The whole rehearsal went smoothly.
"Thank god we finally did it flawlessly!" Freddie flicks his hair, placing his mic stand carefully on top of a large amplifier. Roger huffs his breath out, throwing his drumsticks in the air and catching it in his hands. Brian sets his instrument down and so does Deaky. You also placed your mic stand next to Freddie's, but it had a different color.
You follow your best friend to make your way to the mixing room, but suddenly you didn't see the wire that's hanging from the amplifier. Ever since your habit has grown, you've told your clumsy self, "Once you embarrass yourself, there's no going back." majority of your own accidents always ends up to that. But this one doesn't seem to go that way.
"Oh!–" You exclaim, holding onto someone's arms, unexpecting the impact. Catching your breath and looking up, both of you had an astonished expression.
It was John.
He's holding you in his arms, few inches away from your faces. If it had gotten more closer, your lips would be meeting with his.
A heated tension fills up between the two of you.
Cheeks reddening, you slightly pulled away and stood up gently, "T-thanks, Deaks. God– I should be more careful next time..." Muttering the last part, he softly rubs your shoulder with a reassuring, yet shy smile. "It's okay Y/N... You're welcome." He hummed in the most adorable way possible as he helped you up, and made your heart skip beats.
Witnessing this endearing moment, Roger in the mixing room gives a fishy look at the curly haired guitarist, who's clearly unamused. "No. This is clearly none of your business. They're just friends remember?"
"Yeah but what if they're friends with benefits?" The blonde nagged, causing Brian to gasp in disgust.
The lead vocalist playfully slapped the drummer's shoulder, "Roger, get your fucking mind out of the gutter!" he had his arms crossed and a smug look. "Okay! Okay! I'll stop!"
You and Deaky have finally set foot inside the mixing room just as when the chaotic blonde had gone quiet. Sitting at the velvet textured couch, there was still a tiny amount of tension between the two.
That was your first time getting your clumsiness caught by him. He was never present when you had small accidents, but it sure did felt like you had been egged in the face.
Looking down, nervously fumbling with your own hands and your heartbeat pacing faster, you stutter, "I'm really sorry, John, I always avoid to be this way but I just basically embarrassed myself–"
Suddenly he raises his hand to pull you close and rub your back. Deaky gives you a comfortable grin, "Hey, B, I said it's okay.. You don't have to apologize." and finally, he warmly pulls you into a hug, burying his face to your neck, smelling your fragrant lavender cologne. Startled, you slowly wrap your arms around him, hugging back. "Thank you..."
As you two broke apart, Freddie had let out a noise of excitement which made you look at him. "Tonight, 7:30 PM, at a bar. We should be preparing ourselves soon!" He announced, earning a nod from everyone. "So, you know the drill."
"Roger, be attentive. Don't stare at the audience for too long!" The drummer nods and simply replies with "Alright!"
"Brian, double check your strings and let your inner rockstar out!" The guitarist gently tugs a grin, nodding.
"Deaky, remember to bust out your bass lines. The bassist needs more appreciation!" Your best friend smiled sweetly and nodded as he was flattered.
"And Y/N, you're always one to count on. Be graceful with me onstage!" You can't help but happily smile and giggle at his enthusiasm. "Yes, sir!" You playfully saluted.
6:55 PM, at a well-known bar...
Your band is queued next right after some light polka band is done performing for the audience, everyone's excited, except for one.
Deaky.
You had been noticing him taking deep breaths every minute or so. He tried to seek comfort from you, but to no avail, he never did. Being the good friend you are, you called out for him.
"Hey, Deaks. Everything's gonna go well with our performance, alright? If you think it's gonna go badly, it sure won't. I promise." He listens, calming down. "All you have to do is focus." You smiled fondly, and gave him a warm hug.
Just as the hug ended, the speaker outside had called for your group. "The next performers will be: Queen!"
"Let's kill it, darlings." Freddie mumbled loud enough to hear.
Stepping up on the stage, he greets everyone in the audience and started introducing every single one of you. "And these two lovelies are new ones! Meet Y/N L/N and John Deacon!" He waved and so you did, some people in the audience already likes you and the others despise you.
After the introduction got out of the way, the show has begun. It was only 4 songs so it wasn't too long. Nothing did go wrong in fact. The longer the songs progressed, the more wild the audience got. This was more than what you expected, and so did everyone else in the band.
"Thank you and good evening!"
8:04 PM
Right when the show has been done, all of you are finally in the van, a ride on the way to Freddie's flat. The conversation that he opened was about having to release an album.
"Where would we be getting the money for it then?" Roger stated, going to a sharp turn to right. "How much do you think this van is worth?" The singer questioned, and left the blonde to wonder. "Maybe we can discuss this later, Fred. We'll figure this out."
Reaching the destination, you and Deaky stay outside the front door, just realizing that your shared flat is just a few stops away.
"Deaky and Y/N, why don't you two come in?" He offers, but your friend protested, "It's fine, Freddie, our flat is just two blocks away." You also added "I think we could move there soon and live with the rest of you three." and smiled. "Ah, I see. Stay safe out there dearies!" The two of you bid goodbye, and headed to your shelter.
Finally getting inside, you huffed out your breath, decided to march straight to your own bed and flop on it face first. John quietly giggles while changing to his usual sleepwear, "Missed your bed, hm?" You rotate yourself so you lie down on your back to see him. "Definitely! Actually hold on let me change for a moment." You stood up carefully and changed to comfortable F/C colored pajamas. Not a second you're already back on your bed.
Even with numerous times you've seen Deaky only in his jogging pants and topless, you never stopped blushing. But eventually you manage to hide it from him. You turned off the lamp by your bedside table.
"Deaks, should we start moving at Freddie's tomorrow? It's the weekend tomorrow anyway, isn't it?"
"About that, I think we probably should... We have plenty of time to pack our clothes and other important things in the morning."
"Okay, noted. Goodnight, John!" You softly chuckled.
"Goodnight, Y/N!" He gently laughed.
What else would happen tomorrow?
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#fifth member#fifth member series#queen#john deacon x reader#john deacon#deaky#fics#freddie mercury#brian may#roger taylor
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Power Styles - Chapter Fourteen : The launch
I quickly turn off my alarm as Hobi is still fast asleep beside me. I gently leave my bedroom, letting him have a lay-in.
I check my phone while I'm waiting for my coffee to pour, and have a text from Jin.
« Hey Gina, just a bit worried is Hobi with you?»
I type « Hey Jin, yeah sorry he slept here, I didn't want to let him leave, he was a bit drunk and sad. »
The warm smell of coffee fills up my nose as I walk to the couch. I take a look at social media while I drink my coffee, and the first thing I see everywhere is articles about Namjoon's new hair color. Ughh, give me a break, I just woke up. Jin answers at the perfect time, just before I was starting to get angry again.
« Oh okay, thanks Gina. »
I don't have time to reply because a second text pops up on my screen.
« I've been meaning to ask.. Would you like to have dinner sometime? 🥺 »
I smile as butterflies invade my stomach.
« I would love too Jin 😌»
I open my computer to start working. My team has already started so I get updated on what has been done, and start editing the video clip. I prefer to do it by myself, so everything is perfect.
I decide to put on some music to not work in silence and figure I should get to know BTS before tour. I put on a random playlist and get back into working.
About an hour into editing, I start vibing to a bouncy song. It's so good that I actually start dancing in my living room.
I hear a laugh behind me, making me turn around and go red when I see Hobi.
« How long have you been there? » I shyly ask
« Not too long » He says « But long enough to see you vibing on RM's solo. »
Oh fuck. « Um I didn't know.. Coffee ?» I'm trying to divert the conversation.
« Yes please. » We head to the kitchen. « You don't have to be embarrassed, it's a good song. And it's healthy to have dance sessions. »
He smiles at me, presses play and turns the volume up.
Namjoon's voice fills up my apartment while Hobi starts jumping around, screaming the lyrics.
« I LIVE SO I LOVE! I LIVE SO I LOVE! LIVE AND LOVE, LIVE AND LOVE! IF IT'S LOVE I WILL LOVE YOU!»
« You should take that advice » I tell him.
« FIRST LET ME VIBE! »
I look at him dancing around my living room. First of all, wow, he's an amazing dancer. Secondly, he's so cute. He looks so happy in this moment, I can't help but smile at him. I must look like a proud mom.
He falls down on the couch when the song is over. I join him soon after with his cup of coffee. He grabs it from my hands as soon as I hand it to him.
« Did you sleep okay? » I ask him.
« Yes, thank you again. I really needed it. » He looks at me gratefully.
« Anytime. » I smile back at him. « Did you think about our talk? »
« Yes I did. » I look at him anticipatedly. « I'm going to tell him. »
« Oh Hobi that's amazing! » I pull him into my arms. « Just know that whatever you need, I'll be here to support you. »
« Brilliant, because I was thinking of a grand gesture. »
« How so? » I'm intrigued.
« Well we have the dinner on Monday and I was thinking a speech? So then the boys would know too. He's already out, so he wouldn't mind. »
« That would be epic. »
I get back to work soon after, and Hobi just stays with me all day, asking me questions about the editing. I eventually close my computer around 6pm.
« Right, that's enough for today. » I'm actually surprised, I got a lot done today and will only need to add finishing touches tomorrow. «What are we doing tonight? »
« Dinner and drinks? My treat. »Hobi says. I nod back, it's exactly what I need.
« Brilliant. Let me go back home to get ready and I'll pick you up at 8. »
« Perfect! » I say
I start getting ready as soon as he leaves. I take a long shower, allowing the water to rinse all the tensions away. I tie my hair up in a tight bun, put on my makeup and head towards my wardrobe. I feel good tonight, so I pick a nice outfit to match my mood.

My phone bings as I'm about to put my clothes on. It's a text from Hobi.
« Hey, I should be here in 30 minutes. Quick question, is it okay if Jin tags along? »
« Absolutely! » I text back, and think about how my outfit is a perfect fit for tonight.
Hobi calls me just as I'm putting my coat on. I quickly leave my apartment to join him and Jin in the black SUV.
« Wow Gina, you look amazing! » Hobi says
« Why do you sound surprised? » I tease him, and look over to Jin, who is just staring at me. « Hey Jin. »
He snaps back into reality « Um, hi Gina, how are you? »
« Good, thank you. » I'm amused by his first reaction, but he hasn't seen my outfit yet. This is going to be fun.
We arrive at barbecue restaurant in Gangnam. Jin, as a true gentleman, opens the door for us. A waitress brings us to our table, and I wait for the perfect moment to take off my coat. Jin's eyes almost pop out of his head. Mission accomplished.
« Oh wow. » Are they only 2 words that he can manage to say.
I act as if I didn't notice how he's looking at me. I sit down and start looking at the menu, feeling his gaze on me.
We decide to order a bit of everything and just share. We also order a nice bottle of red wine and some soju.
We start eating and drinking and talking. At first we talk about work, but as the drinks kick into our systems, the conversation drifts to nonsense. All of a sudden Hobi stands up.
« LOOK WHO'S HEEEEERE! » His glass is held up high towards the other side of the room. « TAE-TAE AND KOOKIE! » I giggle at the knicknames, turning my head to notice them coming towards us.
« Hey guys, what's up? » Kook says.
« Eating, drinking, talking, all that, you know?» Jin answers.
« Come have a drink with us! » Hobi tells them.
They sit down after a few minutes of us practically begging them to join us. They're both a bit tipsy but definitely not on our level. We take it upon ourselves to get them in the same state as us by starting a drinking game. They quickly catch up on us, causing general hysteria at our table.
We start sobering up after a while.
« Right, we're going to go. » Tae says, looking intensily at Kook.
« Sure thing. » Kook smiles back at Tae, almost blushing.
We all decide to leave and end up on the street to say goodbye.
Tae and Kook hop into a car, that soon disappears into the night. They seemed to be in a hurry.
« Come on let's go. Gina we're bringing you home. » Jin says, and I don't interject ; I'm still quite drunk.
I stare out the window the whole way back, seeing the city lights go past us. Seoul truly is beautiful at night, with all the signs lighting up the streets.
Hobi has fallen asleep by the time we arrive at my building. Jin helps me get out of the car and into my building.
He's holding me in his arms while we're on the lift. I can feel myself almost falling asleep leaning on him, his heartbeat sending soothing rushes through my body.
He takes my keys out of my hands after seeing the way I'm struggling to open my door.
« Are you good from here? » He asks.
« S-sure. » I stutter and trip at the same time.
« Right, let's get you to bed. »
He carries me into my room and lies me in my bed. His arms feel so good around my body.
« Will you manage to take off your clothes or do you need help? »
I simply groan, indicating him to help me. He gets to the top, and takes it off as I realize I'm not wearing a bra. I'm too tired to care, but he pauses for too long. I move under my covers to break the awkwardness. He walks up to tuck me in.
« Goodnight Gina. » He whispers. He kisses my forehead softly but I can feel the lust in his lips pressed on my skin.
I barely hear the door close, already lost in my dreams.
I have a hard time remembering where I am when I wake up, and how I ended up in my underwear. Flashbacks from last night come streaming in my head. Wow, I was really drunk.
I pull myself out of bed, throw a robe on and head straight to my coffee machine.
I sit on my couch with my warm mug, staring through the window, slowly waking up.
A text alert brings me back to earth
« How are you feeling today? » It's Jin. He's so thoughtful.
« A bit drowsy but okay. Thanks for last night, and sorry if I made you uncomfortable.. »
« Well I couldn't leave you like that by yourself.» A second text comes in straight after. « Uncomfortable wouldn't be the feeling. »
I giggle at his text before typing a reply. «Might I know what it was then? 🙄»
« I'd rather not tell you 😏»
I smile. I know exactly what the feeling was, I'm feeling it right now.
I force myself to snap out of it, I have work to do.
I open up my computer and start working on the video once again.
The day goes by as I finish the campaign. My team is also working really hard and we end up finishing everything before schedule.
I decide to text the boys.
« Hey guys! So quick update on the campaign : everything is edited and almost ready for the launch tomorrow. Get ready, it's going to be everywhere at 12. »
I put my phone down and head to the shower. I hear the notifications go wild. I pick it up as soon as I step out.
Hobi : I CAN'T WAIIIIIT 🤗
Kook : Yay! Thanks for your hard work Gina
Yoongi : Thanks for your update !
Jin : Brilliant!
As usual, Jimin didn't answer but strangely Namjoon did. And it wasn't a mean answer either. It reads « Very well, could you keep us updated tomorrow too? »
What? He's asking for news?
« Sure no problem » I answer.
I look at the time and decide to head to bed. I haven't slept a lot this weekend and I need to be in good shape tomorrow.
The next day, I get ready for work and stop once again for coffee and food for everyone.
We have quite a chill morning, since everything was done this weekend. We're just going over a few details, and even have time to talk about the tour.
We all gather in the conference room at 12 to see the official campaign. M. Yi joins us too.
The countdown starts on the screen and there it is. My team and I watch the final product of our hard work being sent out to the world. We're very proud of it. We put every effort into it in such a short time.
M. Yi starts clapping and we all join in.
We pop some champagne and stay there for a bit before I send my team away. I was able to get them the next two days of since I took up their weekend.
« You did well Ms Douglas. » M. Yi is now standing beside me.
« Thank you, sir. I promise the tour will be better, I'll have more time to be prepared. »
« Better than you pulled off here would be phenomenal. I made the right decision hiring you 3 years ago. »
« I'm very grateful sir. »
He proceeds to leave the room as my phone starts blowing up. It's the group. They're all congratulating me (almost all of them) and telling me how much they love it. I also notice a private text from Jin.
« Come downstairs. »
I gather my stuff with butterflies in my stomach and head to the elevator.
When I walk out, I see Jin standing there with a huge bouquet in his hands.
« Congratulations Gina. »
« Oh my God, Jin! Thank you so much they're beautiful! » I truly am surprised. « What are you doing here? »
« I thought we could spend the day together before heading to Tae's what do you think? »
« I'd love that. »
We leave the building side by side, my arm hooked around his, while feeling my colleagues' stares on us.
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