an unlikely pair
@syfchaerin
Sunan respected Chaerin’s body of work. Really, there were other, much worse writers that Sunan could be stuck working with. On certain days, he even considered the two of them friends. However, at the moment, he was getting close to flipping a table Jesus-style, then storming out.
He tried to do everything he could to calm himself down. Thought of his mother. Thought of said god he no longer believed in. Pictured a cupcake. Thought of his mom again. Wondered how the damages would cost if he did launch the table.
“Today’s not the day to end up on the news,” they mumbled to themself. “You have a comeback in a few months.”
This was a good opportunity. A good start in his lyric writing journey and definitely a nice break from acting. A chance to prove himself. If only the both of them could agree on the concept for this damn song. Sunan took a deep breath and put on their best ‘Isaiah face’. He just needed to pretend he was in front of a camera.
“Fine, then what is your idea for this song?”
If she said a love song, they really would flip the table.











