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Heartbeat (pt. 2)

read pt. 1 HERE

genre: fluff

word count: 2.8k

pairing: rosé x reader

request: the reader is the new drummer/guitarist/bassist of bp’s band on tour and the girls find her very intriguing

A/N: Hi Hi Hi....I know this has been like 10 months coming (and trust me, I've been working on this for quite a while now), but she's finally heeeeerrreeeee! I do still want to write at least 1-2 more parts to this story, so please bear with me on the slow updates! As always, let me know what you think! :)

The following weeks progressed much like your first day. Meetings, music, meals with the girls. Your schedule was packed so full you didn’t have time for much else really. You’d go straight home after your schedule for the day, fall asleep as soon as your head hit your pillow, and then repeat it all the next day. Tour was starting in a week and you couldn’t help but still feel paces behind everyone else. Any free time you had was spent practicing.

While time progressed, your weird relationship with Rosé didn’t seem to do the same. Well, not in any significant way. Well, maybe a little. You couldn’t figure it out.

Neither of you spoke of the tension between you, but you became subtly inseparable; something that was unspoken. Rosé was always around you if you were in the same room. She always opted to sit next to you at dinners (or help you with whatever task you were given to contribute to meals at home), she held your hand innocently in the backseat on short car rides while looking out the window so as to not draw any attention, and she would intentionally and unnecessarily brush too closely past you in the practice room. The touches and the physical closeness became more frequent, but you never talked about it. You welcomed it. It felt somewhat forbidden, and it got you excited. It was something just for the two of you, whatever it was.

Even so, Rosé texted you all day, every day. Even when the two of you were in the same room. It began simple with some “good morning” texts and texts asking if you were settling in alright, but soon those lead into deeper conversations that you just hadn’t had the time to actually sit down and have in person. She began sending you music recommendations when she came across something that reminded her of you, and she sent an increasing amount of gif and meme responses as time went on. You couldn’t help but smile whenever her name lit up your screen. Rosé would watch from across the room as you opened her message, and she found herself smiling when she saw you smiling down at your phone looking at whatever text she had just sent you. You’d look up, and she’d shoot a knowing wink back at you, not missing the way your cheeks blushed a bit. But still, you never talked about whatever was happening.

You were sure that you were developing some feelings for Rosé, but you weren’t sure if she was feeling the same (despite her flirty demeanor around you), so you tried to compose yourself as best as you could when you were around her and her members.

Within the past week, something peculiar started happening. Your dinners with the girls started thinning out. First, it was Jisoo, stating that she had to spend the next few evenings reading a script for an upcoming drama, leaving the four of you to your own devices. The next night, it was Jennie, sending a last-minute text saying she had a modeling job she had forgotten about. Okay.

This left you alone with Rosé and Lisa, which was fine but you had to keep the blatant staring and heart eyes to a minimum so as to not make Lisa suspect anything, even though you knew there was really nothing there for her to suspect. You had a strong inkling Rosé was into girls just based off of some of the things you picked up during your dinners over the past few weeks, but you really weren’t even sure of that.

The next day was pretty normal and practice went the way it did pretty much any other day, with you stealing glances of Rosé in every mirror that lined the room. After practice, Lisa approached you to say that she would be missing the last group dinner before the tour started and that Jennie and Jisoo would also be absent.

“Rosé should still be available though….” she swayed a bit on her feet before continuing, “...have fun!” and with a sly wink, she was swiftly out the door. Weird. If you didn’t know any better, you’d say the girls were on a mission to get the two of you alone.

You said goodbyes for the day as the room emptied, opting to stay behind and get a little more practice in. Popping your headphones in, you started freestyling to the beat. You got lost in the music, so much so that you didn’t notice someone slide in and take a seat on one of the benches that lined the far mirrors. You played a bit longer before deciding that was enough for the day and took the headphones off to be met with slow clapping on the other side of the room.

Not knowing someone was watching, you turned and jumped so aggressively that you fell off of your stool, but you didn’t hit the ground before you caught a glimpse of Rosé standing and laughing.

“Are you okay?” She giggled. You melted. Damn. You really were falling for her. She offered her hand to assist you in standing up and you took it, pout on your face and cheeks red with embarrassment. You stood and brushed yourself off as she watched, grin wide across her face.

“You put on quite a show, superstar.” She chuckled out.

“Yeah, well, I wasn’t aware I had an audience. I just like hitting things and sometimes it sounds okay.” You replied and she just looked at you. A few seconds passed like that before she bent over to pick up one of the drumsticks that fell over with you minutes earlier.

“You know…” She began, “I’ve always wanted to learn to play the drums.” She finished as she rolled back up to meet your eyes, tapping the drumstick on her free hand.

“You know…” you replied, not really sure where this was going, but you didn’t want to think too much about it either, “I can teach you something really easy right now if you have the time? Take a seat.”

And she did, taking a seat on your stool and picking up the other fallen drumstick. She started playfully tapping across the drums as you pulled up another seat to sit just behind her. You couldn’t help but smile at the sight.

After giving her some time to get acquainted with your set, you decided to actually start instructing.

“Alright, are you ready?” You couldn’t see her face from behind, but she gave you an intense nod and that was response enough for you to keep going.

You didn’t know what came over you or why you decided on this approach, but once your arms were moving to wrap around her to grab and help direct her hands, you really couldn’t stop yourself. Maybe you should’ve though because as soon as your hands wrapped around hers, you felt her body stiffen. On the outside, you were as calm as could be, but on the inside your heart was about to beat out of your chest, worried that you just fucked everything up by being a little bit too hands-on. You cleared your throat.

“Um–uh–is this okay?” you choked out as confidently as possible, which at that moment wasn’t very confident-sounding at all. The silence seemed to stretch on for centuries as you closed your eyes and waited for her reply.

“Y-yes,” she replied barely above a whisper which gave you the okay. Both of your bodies immediately relaxed into each others’. Your hands guided hers around the set for a bit, showing her a simple progression until you took your hands away and she was playing it all on her own. You straightened up behind her, giving a few more inches between the two of you. Space that was much needed.

“NOW who’s the superstar?” You said as she finished, and she turned to look back at you, eyes squinted.

“It’s still you, Y/N. Plus, I’m pretty sure this was the easiest progression you could’ve taught me.” You smirked, mostly finding it funny that the actual superstar was refusing to be called one.

“Well, next time I’ll teach you something a little more difficult.” you let out, hearing your voice just above a whisper.

“I’m going to hold you to that,” she quipped back, eyes not leaving yours. Suddenly, the smirk left your face when you noticed that she had placed her hands on the stool she was sitting on, leaning forward and removing the space between you. Her eyes never left yours, and you sat like that for what seemed like years. You could feel your face heating up and just knew she could see evidence of that.

You were about to move away when she brought her hand up to rest on your cheek. Subconsciously, you found yourself leaning into the touch. You didn’t know what was happening, but every thought that wasn’t Rosé’s eyes, nose, and lips left your brain, and you were left with only mush.

“Kiss me.” and you thought it was an illusion, something you made up while caught in this moment, but she leaned forward, even more, noses almost touching, waiting for you to meet her in the middle. You glanced up at her before shifting your gaze to her lips, and without a second thought, you slowly began to move forward, her hand still resting on your cheek.

Your lips were nearly touching, you could feel her breath fanning across your face when the door flung open and the two of you jumped apart so quickly it almost gave you whiplash.

“Oh, hey, I didn’t know anyone was in here,” Jennie said as she quickly walked in, clearly looking for something and not paying any attention to the occupants in the room. Neither you nor Rosé said anything. You glanced over and saw her looking anywhere but at you or Jennie, eyes seemingly studying the grain of the wood floors. You loved Jennie, but her timing in this exact moment could have been better.

“Aha! There it is!” she exclaimed, picking up her phone and tapping the screen a few times before registering the silence in the room and looking up, eyes shifting between you and Rosé. There’s no way she wasn’t going to pick up on the intense blush that painted both of your faces.

“Now what’s going on here?” She said in an accusatory tone, the corner of her lips ticking up in a sinister grin. You coughed to hopefully ease the awkward silence. It didn’t work.

Rosé sheepishly looked up, all confidence from your moment together slipping away.

“OH, uh, Y/N was just giving me a drum lesson, but now we’re about to leave for the day, that’s all.” She glanced at you for confirmation and you gave a nod in return, hoping that would ease Jennie’s suspicions, and hoping she was too preoccupied earlier to see what was happening when she first walked in.

“I see, I see,” Jennie said, still suspicious of the two of you, but giving a knowing smirk. “Well, have fun with…whatever it was you guys were up to…Rosie, I’ll see you at home later?”

Rosé gave a sound of affirmation in return, and with that Jennie turned and left the room, a little more pep in her step than when she entered.

As soon as the door closed, you didn’t even give Rosé a chance to say anything before you were clapping your hands together and muttering out “So…dinner?”

–

You had dinner at the same restaurant as that very first night, and neither of you brought up the incident in the practice room. You didn’t know if that was good or bad, but the entire dinner was laced with this underlying tension you now didn’t know how to erase.

Making it back to your apartment, Rosé offered to walk you to your door again and you accepted, the situation increasingly feeling like a bad case of deja vu.

“This is you.” She gestured her arms towards the door, and you were smacked with the memory of your very first night here when she said the exact same thing. You turned and nodded only to find her blatantly staring at your lips, and of course, standing too close for two people that were just friends. You had to get rid of this awkward feeling and fast. Before you could form a plan, Rosé spoke.

“Listen,” she began, eyes remaining glued to your lips, “about earlier–” and you saw this as your opportunity. You couldn’t ignore all of the signs any longer. You cut her off and closed the remaining distance until your lips brushed, so softly but so explosive at the same time. It was slow and long and after some time you pulled away, looking into her eyes and hoping you didn’t misread all of the signs.

“Um, would you want to come inside?” You whispered into the space between the two of you, and at her visible hesitation, you clarified, “to talk, I mean?” With a nod, you opened the door and led her inside.

–

After making two cups of coffee in silence and sitting across from each other at the small table you had in your small kitchen, you watched as Rosé took a sip from her mug. The silence was killing you though, so you nervously broke it.

“So, what does this mean?”

As she glanced up, you realized she looked as unsure as you knew you felt.

“What?” she asked, mostly to buy some time as both of you knew what you were talking about.

“I mean like, are we together now, or is this like a friends with benefits thing, or was that out there a mistak–”

“Not a mistake. Never a mistake.” She said quickly, cutting you off. At that, you sat in silence once more, hoping she would elaborate on what she wanted out of this and hoping you were on the same page.

“I’m not really supposed to be dating anyone right now, Y/N. I could get in a lot of trouble with the company.” and you immediately got anxious. Of course, the company. You forgot for a moment that you also worked under the same company now and kissed an artist – your coworker – and that the both of you could face severe consequences if anyone in management were to find out. As you continued to freak out in your head, Rosé continued.

“...but I know that I want to be around you, like, all of the time. When I’m not with you, I’m thinking about you, and when we’re in the same room I just want to get closer.” You had to agree with her. Even just being in the same room together made your face light up and you knew why.

“Same,” You sighed out, taking another sip from your mug.

“Do we have to label it right now? Can we just see where it goes?” and you knew with the tour starting soon, you would be spending even more time together and have ample opportunity to “see where it goes”.

You nodded back a silent answer, and as you glanced down at the table, you noticed Rosé had taken one of your hands in hers, giving it a light squeeze, and bringing the mug in her other hand up to her lips to take another sip.

“Well, I better get going. It’s late.” She said as she stood from the table, dropping your hand and moving to grab her coat from the hanger by the door as you followed her out. She placed her hand on the doorknob, but before she could turn it to leave, she dropped her hand and turned around, giving you a soft smile as she leaned in to give you a kiss that was even better than the first. You could feel your toes curl a little and had to suppress a quiet moan that threatened to escape, not wanting to totally scare her off so soon. She pulled back and placed a few more pecks on your lips before turning and opening the door.

Turning over her shoulder one last time, she gave you an “I’ll see you tomorrow” before disappearing down the hall. You shut the door and slid down the length of it until you were sitting on the floor. You didn’t know what you were doing. You knew you shouldn’t have kissed her at all and that both of your jobs could be on the line if anyone found out, and with the intrusion earlier in the day, you immediately thought about how difficult that would be. But you knew you wanted to be with Rosé, and you were going to do everything in your power to make it work.

With the tour starting soon, only time would tell how this would turn out. You got up, rubbed your face with both hands, and headed to bed.

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