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Giriboy (Siyoung) x Reader

Coogie (Jeonghun) x Reader

Genre: Still angst😉

Word count: 419

The studio felt different without you in it.

Not wrong. Just… quieter. Colder, maybe.

Giriboy stared at the monitor, the beat looping without conviction. He’d adjusted the high-end twice already, but nothing sounded right.

He reached instinctively to ask — But you weren’t there.

Right. You were in Studio C with Coogie. Again.

Coogie had been practically vibrating with excitement all week. New album. New sound. New everything. And of course, he wanted you on it.

“Only you get what I’m hearing in my head, Noona,” he’d said, dragging you in that first day, beaming. “I need your ears. Your soul.”

You’d laughed and agreed, flattered and curious.

He hadn’t let go since.

You’d been by his side nearly every day — fine-tuning arrangements, syncing melodies, even staying late to tweak transitions he got stuck on. You didn’t complain. You liked the work. Liked helping people build something that mattered.

And Giriboy…?

Well. He was used to you being around. That’s all. Habit.

That’s what he told himself.

On day four, he passed you in the hallway — headphones slung around your neck, laughing at something Coogie had just whispered. You looked up and smiled at him.

“Hey,” you said, soft.

He nodded, but didn’t stop walking. Didn’t know what to say.

The sound of your voice used to settle him. Now it just left an echo.

Back in his studio, he sat down too hard and opened a project at random. The chords clashed. He didn’t care.

You usually noticed that kind of thing.

You usually sat there, in the corner with your laptop, half-listening but fully present. You’d speak up only when it mattered. You always knew exactly when it mattered.

Now he caught himself turning toward the couch to look for you — and finding it empty.

God, this was stupid. He wasn’t a child. He didn’t need you here.

It was just routine. That was all. That’s why it felt weird.

That’s why his temper had been short lately. That’s why nothing sounded right. That’s why he kept checking the clock like something was supposed to happen.

In Studio C, Coogie nudged your arm with his elbow. “You’re zoning out.”

You blinked. “Sorry.”

“Tired?”

“A little. Just thinking.”

“About hyung?”

You look at him, caught off guard.

He shrugged. “He keeps passing by. Like he’s not checking in, but… he’s definitely checking in.”

You let out a soft breath. “I didn’t notice.”

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