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The girl adjusted the camera strap digging into her shoulder, trying not to trip on any wires surrounding the small, but elegant restaurant, and save herself any more embarrassment that she was sure was going to be inevitable today.

Y/N had only been apart of the ‘ZIP DAESUNG’ staff for a month or so now, and whilst Daesung was overly welcoming and extremely kind, it didn’t help the poor girls nerves and excitement when she first met the member of her favourite k-pop group.

So when she found out that Taeyang and Jiyong were coming on the show for an episode, something in her flipped. Whether it was her stomach, or her nerves, she wouldn’t know.

Neither of them were here yet, and honestly, y/n was kinda thankful. She had only had small interactions with Daesung, as she was just an intern videographer, and photographer for the show, but she had grown somewhat comfortable with being around him.

Jiyong was a different story. The man was her ultimate bias who had recently returned to the industry, which that alone made her almost pass out from excitement.

She had been taught from school to be invisible. To use the camera perfectly, and not make a fuss, don’t interrupt, don’t be seen. Easy enough, but Daesung made that extremely difficult for the poor girl. In between takes, talking to her and other staff members politely but comfortably, asking her to pass him things halfway through filming.

When the cameras started rolling, Y/N’s being one of them, Daesung seemed quite chill, composed. Y/N could’ve died at the mention of Jiyong and Taeyang when he started talking.

She had made sure her camera was getting a good lighting and would fit the three of them into frame perfectly, before stepping back and turning on her photo camera. Her job today was to get candidates of the three filming, as well as multitask and film the show from one angle.

Shortly after, Taeyang was soon welcomed into the quiet, dim restaurant, empty besides the overflowing staff members, and the idols themselves.

The girl managed to keep her composure throughout Taeyangs arrival. What else was she meant to do, go up to him and tell him that there’s a picture of him on her wall from when she was 16?

When Taeyang started mentioning that the video quality was getting better recently, she couldn’t help but wish that he was unknowingly talking about the fact that she was the one recording.

Daesung’s energy soon burst to high levels once Jiyong walked in. And so did Y/N’s. But hers was somewhat discreet. The man walked in, he wasn’t even doing anything special. But this was G-Dragon. So of course he made walking onto set seem like a red carpet.

The three brothers soon greeted each other, with Daesung singing crooked, admiringly bad, before they settled into their seats. Y/N’s camera seemed lighter now, like someone changed the filter, but she knew it was just the fact her bias was in the same room as her.

The actual fact of that clearly still hasn’t registered in her head, but her heart thumped loudly in her chest, she wouldn’t be surprised if other people heard it. The girl quickly snapped out of her train of thoughts in order to carry on with her actual job.

Y/N had seen his face a thousand times of course. In posters. On fancams. In grainy, years-old variety show clips she’d looped during sleepless nights. But this was different. This wasn’t her phone screen or some polished magazine spread. This was real. She had to somehow keep that thought in her mind, as she kept the cameras rolling and stable. Unlike her own mind right now.

She kept filming, adjusting angles, zoning in on the smiles and eye crinkles. She let herself glance — just once — at him in real life.

He looked.. the same. Older, maybe. But sharper. The dyed hair, his glasses that sat on the bridge of his nose. There was something more grounded in him now. Something quieter. But when he smiled, it was still the same smile she’d memorized from years of music videos and concert DVDs.

His voice didn’t falter once as he spoke to his friends, drank and ordered food. And for the most part, Y/N remained composed. Trying to keep the cameras rolling steady in her grip, very cautious of how loud her erratic breathing was. Trying not to steal too long of glances, or freak out. Or both.

When they started bringing out old memories, photos, etc, Y/N’s stomach almost dropped when Daesung’s voice called out, in the middle of her re adjusting one of the cameras,

“Ya, Y/N how did you find this?” His loud, energetic but overall happy voice beed throughout the restaurant. Y/N looked at what was in his hand, a photo from their debut days, one she had brought in when they asked her and other members of staff to try and gather old memories of the three of them. Luckily enough she didn’t have to find anything. She already had them.

The poor girl tried to keep her voice as steady as possible, hiding the shakiness of it as she spoke “With much difficulty” she half-joked, Daesung smiling at her and looking down at the photo again, reminiscing. She had then noticed how Jiyong’s eyes remained on her as she spoke, as well as Taeyang’s.

She assumed it was out of courtesy, or just because Daesung had addressed her, but when Jiyong lingered his gaze on her for a couple seconds after she spoke, she quickly returned to what she was doing, once again trying to hide the tremor in her hands, or the way she was sure her cheeks flushed.

The three carried on talking after. And Y/N had calmed down a tiny bit, but the way Jiyong looked at her, casually yet immersed, had her wanting to go home and scream into a pillow, replaying the situation over and over again.

And then, when a staff member handed her three parasols rolled up neatly, with stickers and designs on them, her heart dropped. Yet again.

“A parosol?” Jiyong asked, seeing the staff member hand the intern three small bags.

Daesung and Taeyangs eyes followed, and the member who handed Y/N the parasols discreetly ushered her to hand them to the members. The girl was someone Y/N spoke to regularly, and who also knew her slight obsession with the group. Which is why Y/N cursed her out in her head.

When she offered the parasols out to the members silently, those who eagerly took them, Jiyongs fingers grazed across Y/Ns hand as he accepted his, causing a tingly feeling to emerge through her body as she then stepped back to her position.

“It’s cute” Taeyang commented, looking at the details on his. Jiyong repeated this, except, his gaze flickered back to Y/N before dropping back to the parosol, “it’s cute”

Y/N almost squealed, before Daesung looked at the girl and asked playfully, pointing to a sticker on his own parosol, “Why do I only have 1% left?” He laughed, eyes crinkled slightly, his comment on the parosol causing a couple staff members to laugh, including Y/N.

“Since your energy level always gets depleted whilst filming” Y/N remarked, emerging another laughter from the people surrounding, including Jiyong.

After another thirty minutes of talking, and eating, the group needed to conclude the show. Meaning that they would have to stop filming in a second. The thought made Y/N a little more relieved yet saddened by the fact.

Y/N shut off her camera once given the signal, as well as turning to take the film out of her photo camera, whilst the three group members began to go around saying thank you to staff members which the girl didn’t realise until Daesung came up behind her, taking her camera out her hand.

He looked at some of the photos that were on the camera before handing it back to Y/N with a smile, “Thank you Y/N-ah” Daesung bowed respectfully before wrapping his arm around her shoulder in a side hug. Something he had done once or twice before. The man thought it was good to have a comfortable friendship with his staff members, considering the amount of work they put in for him.

“Of course Daesung-ssi” The girl nodded as Taeyang then went round to her, offering his hand for a hand shake. Her nerves spiked up again, as Daesung’s arm didn’t leave and she shook Taeyang’s hand, praying she wouldn’t mess up this interaction.

Taeyang smiled and the two bowed at each other with a ‘thank you’ before he moved onto another staff member.

Daesung’s arm briefly left her shoulder, she was the last staff member he said thank you to. Like always. If he was being honest, she was also his favourite, int what amount of time he had known her, he loved her young insights and her personality.

Jiyong adjusted his hair under his hat, before making his way over to his friend and the girl.

“G-Dragon” Daesung dramatically said, shaking the man’s shoulders with a small laugh, causing the man to grimace slightly, playfully.

“Thank you for your hard work” he commented, a common polite phrase in Korea, causing Y/N’s cheeks to blush once again. An action that had happened multiple times in the past couple hours.

“Thank you” she reciprocated politely, attempting to keep her composure. Daesung returned back to her side, his shoulder platonically pressing against her own, “Hyung, this is Y/N she’s a new intern”

“Intern? How old are you?” Jiyong questioned politely. Y/Ns breath hitched as she looked between the two men, she had been a fan of for years now before responding,

“I’m nineteen”

Jiyongs gaze never faltered, not a look of shock or anything, he just shook her hand respectfully before doing something she could’ve only dreamed of when she was young.

His lips pressed against her cheek quickly before pulling back, and too casually moving onto another staff member.

Even Daesung looked stunned as he yelled out, “Ya! Hyung, what are you doing” he then got ignored by his friend, who continued what he was doing.

Daesung knew Y/N was a fan, but considering she worked under him, he seemed to forget about that fact.

“Sorry about him” He sighed, before squeezing her shoulder as a goodbye and walking to get his microphone taken off.

Y/N stood in place for another moment or two, and when she turned to try and find the man, who she could still feel his the remnants of his lips on her cheek.

Later on in the evening, after the girl and ranted to half the people in her phonebook about the events of today, she had somewhat settled on her desk, working through the footage from today, when her phone buzzed.

A message from Daesung. She only recognised his number from the ZIP DAESUNG work group chat, and his prescence on her phone made her tense up slightly, pausing her music before slumping into her seat as he read the message.

“Hey, Y/N-ah! Is it okay if I give Jiyong hyung your number..sorry if this is weird :)”

In order to not seem like a creep, or someone who doesn’t get off their phone, she left it a minute, and also text her best friend to get her input, before responding.

“Hi Daesung-ssi! Yeah that’s okay..why does he want my number?”

Less then a. couple moments later another message popped up, “Perfect, thank you. And you’re gonna have to figure that out :))”

“Hey, is this Y/N?”

- part 2??