a colour i’ll never know
pairing: badboy!heeseung x librarian!musician!reader
summary: The world isn't always in black and white. And who better to teach you that than a bad boy in leather?
warnings: cursing, mentions of food, y/n gets followed by some creepy drunk guys towards the end.
note: the way this is both the fastest i've ever written something and also the longest thing i've ever written... lol bad boy heeseung the things u do to me. i made a playlist here of all the pieces mentioned in the fic if you want to listen to them!!
For the most part, you enjoyed working at the library. It was quiet (which did wonders for the many headaches you got from staying up too late), the pay was pretty decent, and you were surrounded by books all day.
Some might’ve thought it to be too lonely, considering the fact that the only people you interacted with were frazzled college students who were too busy doing last minute studying to initiate small talk, and Mrs. Johnson, the head librarian, but you never minded. A set of underdeveloped social skills always tended to make you feel awkward when you interacted with people you didn’t know, and you found working in a place so quiet and undisturbed felt much more natural, as opposed to working as a barista in a coffee shop that never died down.
It made you uncomfortable just thinking about it. You had no idea how Lia did it every day.
So yes. The library was quiet, and peaceful, and boring, and just how you liked it.