W.E.A.Y [Ch. 3]
Walking into a *very important* meeting late, having ten men watch you as you come in, and your manager greet you with relief.
“She’s here! We can get this meeting started”
“Where are the girls?” You ask, looking around the room. Your members weren’t there, for whatever reason. You notice the only person you really know is your manager, Moni, who nervously fiddled with the bottom of her blazer.
“The girls are rehearsing. This meeting is just for you and the guys”
“I feel outnumbered” You joke, walking over to the only empty chair that sat around the huge, rectangular table. Bang Chan sat across from you, and you could feel his disapproval washing over you.
You knew Chan had the most beef with you because you were always getting into it with his members. Those seven men were his family, and he was wildly overprotective of them.
But, though he didn’t like you, he could never bring himself to be disrespectful. So, he greeted you.
“Hi Y/n, thank you for coming”
“No problem” You answer, awkwardly.
In all reality, you wanted to ask him why he was thanking you. You all were at your company, shouldn’t you be thanking him-
“I’d like to tell you that the kids and I are excited about this collab,” He said, his voice as monotone as ever, “The fans seem to be looking forward to it too”
“I thank you all for agreeing to even work on this album with me and the girls,” You say, not meeting his eyes, “We um, were big fans of your music, so we’re sure the album will be amazing”
Your manager smiled proudly. As much as you wanted to be snarky, you knew it wasn’t the time. It was early, there was a fraud detection on your bank account, and you just wanted to get the day over with.
“And we’re big fans too” Felix spoke up
“Can we talk about the incident that happened the other day?” Changbin asked, “I appreciate that we’re trying to be polite, but I don’t think it’s wise to ignore it”
You cleared your throat, your ears got hot, and you could feel everyone staring at you.
“What I said on stage wasn’t the most mature, my bad” You started
Moni claps her hands, smiling at you and looking over at the group, “Okay! So we’re good now?”
“But” You interrupt, holding a perfectly manicured hand up, “I only did that because Hyunjin tripped me”
“That was an accident” He nearly yelled, “I apologized as soon as it happened. And does that even matter? Didn’t you spill purple stuff all over Changbin?”
“Oh please, it was GRAPE JUICE. It’ll wash right out”
“No, it’s going to stain a WHITE suit” I.N defended
Moni stands, the irritation evident on her face, “Okay, let’s all calm down”
“No!” You say, standing with her, “Maybe I wanted to get a tiny, itsy bit of juice on his suit. I didn’t mean for all of that to happen”
It’s Han’s turn to stand, “Why would you want to fuck up his suit in the first place? We had to be on the red carpet like 10 minutes before that”
You point at him, eyes narrowing, “Because YOU decided to start screaming outside my GOTDAMN dressing room”
“I was SINGING. So sorry I like to warm up my voice before shows”
“Why didn’t you sing in your dressing room?”
“Han smirks, “Oh my members were sleeping, didn’t wanna wake them”
You roll your eyes, and that seems to piss Han off because he walks around the table to stand right in front of you
“I only did that because you decided to be rude towards Felix.”
“I didn’t do anything to him!”
“You ignored him! He was trying to say hello and you ignored him, that wasn’t cool”
You didn’t have a comeback, because you knew he was right. So, you looked away and spotted a pink-faced Felix.
“Felix, I’m so sorry I didn’t greet you. It was immature, it was rude, and I shouldn’t have done it”
His blush deepened, but he accepted your apology with a gentle nod and polite smile.
“Okay! I apologized, are we done now?”
“What did we do to you?” Lee Know questioned.
He and Seungmin had not said a word since everything started. They preferred to be quiet, people watched before they hopped in any situation.
“I mean, what started all of this? Really”
You knew what started it, but you didn’t want to say. Because in all honesty, it wasn’t them. It was the comparisons.
You hated comparisons. It was petty, but when a radio host compared you all to the group in your face, live on air, you decided you never wanted to be associated with them again.
You started to resent them, then you all met backstage, and their manager made a joke about the comparisons.
They laughed, and your members laughed, you didn’t though. You always figured they looked down on you, so you made it up in your mind to hate them.
Childish? Yeah, maybe. But it had messed with your head so much to where you were doubting if you were Y/n or just a copy of an already successful group.
To thrive in an industry, you have to be authentic. And they were the one thing standing in the way of that.
Did you want to tell them that? No. They’d probably laugh at you.
So you shrugged, crossed your arms, and sat back down.
“There’s some tension” Moni sighed, “But this album is happening. You all will be seeing a lot of each other for the foreseeable future. Might as well get used to it”
“And how are we supposed to get used to it?” Seungmin asked. Not in a rude way, as if he was confused.
Then a smirk appeared on your manager’s face, one that meant you wouldn’t like what she had up her sleeve.
