#yoongi's verse in LY: her kind of gives this away

[frogtansonyeondan]

Idk how I ever thought the LY trilogy was about romantic love. It seems so obvious now that I'm reading the lyrics from a different perspective that it's about the pressures of fame, identity, and their relationship with the fans and each other.

[writingsofmyimagination]

Conjecture |6|

Yoongi x Reader

Idol Reader Au, Enemies to Lovers AU

Summary: Your management refused to renew your contract unless you collaborated, so you ending up working with Min Yoongi. A guy you’d disliked from before both of your debuts. There is more to their past than meets the eye.

Words:2325

Warnings: SMUT (Oral, Orgasm denial, ruined orgasms.) Domme/Sub themes, Sub!Yoongi. Some Sass!

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//She came to me! To me! Yoongi thought, feeling the bed lightly depress next to him. His mind was a drowsy haze, it was too deep to climb out of but his face muscles managed to creep into a small docile smile as he turned and held her like a lost bear finally found.

“Hey” Yoongi heard her say in a gentle tone. “Sleepy head” she said with a little more strength.

Even when she’d just woke up she was the epitome of beauty.

“We need to get to the studio by 10” she warned, by twisting over and glancing at the clock he saw he had little under half an hour to get ready. Looking up at a flawless face, content eyes all beneath messy hair. He wanted to drag her back in with him to be consumed by the warmth of each other; he wanted to feel her weight on him grow heavy as she drifted off to sleep in his arms. Instead he nodded with dozy movements and watched as she placed a mug of coffee beside him and left him with an awakening view of the bottom curve of her behind underneath a long t-shirt.//

 You arrived at the studio just minutes early. The studio techs wore small scowls as they powered up the equipment for you both, their distaste only pulled an amused smirk onto your face.

“Thanks, guys, we really won’t need any assistance today if you have some other work to be doing” You offered the pair. They shared a ‘Thank fuck’ kind of glance both turned and bowed

“Thank you, are you sure? If you need us Yoongi has our number” They scurried out leaving the faint whirring of the equipment with us. Yoongi gave you a questionable smile

“What? I’d rather just the two us work in the studio, we’re only doing the choruses today”

Yoongi shed his leather jacket and chucked it onto the small leather 2-seater at the back of the room; leaving him in just a plain black v-neck tee and a washed out ripped pair of denim jeans pooling at his vans hi-tops. You looked about as casual with your ripped high waist black skinnies and loose red crop top, you were removing your white converse perched on the arm of the sofa. Again a quizzical look from him.

“I’m comfier without them on when I’m in the studio, okay mr judgey eyes” you toyed playfully, the cheekiness glittering through your pupils

“Off your high horse miss jump to conclusions I wasn’t judging” he paused taking a sip of water. “Merely admiring” he admitted.

“Well I’m sure I can find the converse online somewhere” he glided into the control chair

Guess I’m going in first then

“I’m pretty sure you can’t find what I was looking at anywhere else. Go on you first” his head tilted in the direction of the narrow door connecting to the sound proof recording room, he slotted in the usb and transferred the backing music to the program. Neither of you had spoken about last night, at first you thought it would be awkward but it turns out it seemed to be more of an appetising secret and you were both politely waiting for the main course whilst silently adoring each other’s company amongst the flickering of a candle.

“Of course you can’t” you agreed before securing the door to the studio, the red light above the door ceased to live and the green light neighbouring it sprang into existence. The rectangular room was decorated with plain red walls and topped off with dressings of acoustic foam. The metal microphone hung from the ceiling a chandelier for any music artist. You adjusted the length to correlate with your height and moved the pop filter in line with your mouth. You stood side on to the glass window, Yoongi’s captivating eyes were not going to absorb you today.

“How you want to play this?” he asked through the headphones now sat snuggly cupping your ears blocking surround sound locking you into your element.

“Play the first verse and the first chorus first, then play the lead into the first chorus. The lyrics were laid out, a window to your soul on a neatly folded a4 sheet of paper you begun unfolding. A lot of artists read from their phones now but you were not a lot of artists. Having an editable canvas where you could scribble your own notes where you pleased was essential. You gave Yoongi a thumbs up once you’d completed your vocal warm up, it was shorter than the warm up if you was to be singing and not rapping.

You swayed and moved your head according to the beat which fell flawlessly into your ears and swam through your body transforming it to a pool of rhythm which guided you to freedom. You loved what you’d both created.

“Okay, ready” you affirmed ready to lay down some vocals.

“Go smash it” he encouraged.

For the 20th time you were listening to your words against the music, demanding Yoongi tweak one bit or another.

“Okay put the volume down on the percussion for the last three beats”

He did as he was told, his eyes glued on the screen in front of him, focus never faltering, watching him in his element was enthralling, you mind blocked out the sound of the headphones focusing only on the picture in front of you. His wide ‘well?’ eyes framed a knowing smile finally dragging you into the moment.

“Err… sorry once more” your smile mirroring your vocal apology. You swear you saw him gently shake his head with a grin.

“Perfect” You were done, very rarely can you be distracted in the studio yet here you were picturing less than professional things unfolding in this small space. You decided in that moment before your mind completely clouded that you’ll go home tonight and work on vocals alone away from the irresistible Min Yoongi.

The light red above the door announced your freedom to leave which you took. Yoongi was stood gulping down water like a fire was blazing in his throat.

“Did you do as I asked last night?” you asked, professional mode departed leaving you just wanting to play. He choked on a mouthful.

“What?” he replied in a state of disbelief, backtracking his memories for what you asked of him.

“I’m pretty sure I asked you to stop touching yourself, did you?”

You were sure your eyes must have darkened as a warning to Yoongi. You pressed into him nudging him backwards until he bumped into the edge of the desk. His eyes shifting manically around the room in a panic. You rolled your eyes in jest and headed to the door and turned the lock. Tracing your footsteps back to your prey.

“No…” he asked almost like a question, wanting a hint at the consequences.

“Did you cum?” you asked, nudging his head aside to lay a soft kiss on his neck, you heard the small guilty sigh before he answered

“Yes?” Before he could ask any more questions you caught him in heated kiss which swept both your breaths somewhere else, you unhooked the top button of his jeans, the contact of your lips never faltering

“What…are you…doing?” his hand caught yours and halted any more of your moves.

“Want me to stop?” Your chests racing for each other centimetres apart. He released your hand giving you full reign over his kingdom, the way his head dropped back with his jaw slightly ajar accompanied with the sound that rolled past his lips was intoxicating; near short circuiting your system with the surge it caused at your core; and this was only the result of you touching him. You needed all of him and it drove you nuts.

When you got to your knees there was a brief moment your eyes were held in his as your smirk grew as much as it could as you took him in your mouth. One free hand cupped his balls and the other the base and teased what wasn’t in your mouth. Your tongue danced at his tip

“Jesus Y/N” taking his words with relief drenched behind them as a means to not stop you didn’t. You continued clawing guttural groans from his throat. The sounds he made just did something to you, it reverberated round your mind almost overriding you punishing him. It was only his sudden tightened grip on your hair that pulled you out.

“You’re…going to…” he stuttered, You left him completely, his expression pulled struck with wide eyes glaring at you desperately as you sat with nothing but a grin moulded by the devil himself.

“That’s what you get for not doing what you’re told. It has consequences you know” getting back to your feet. He wasn’t sure how to respond to you or he’d just not caught his breath back, it’s quite likely it’s a mix of both.

“I can’t exactly go out like this though” he pleaded. You were pressed to his chest, eyes darting sideways biting your lip.

“Hmmm, that’s not exactly my problem is it” you cooed. You enjoyed the look of horror wash his face even paler than he was already for a moment before you threw him a lifeline.

“Okay, I’ll be lenient THIS time. You can finish yourself off” His faced creased as he was about to protest but the fight dropped from his face and his own hand sought to fix the ‘situation’

“But” you chimed up before he could start “just before you cum I want you to stop all contact, you can still cum but it won’t be as good for you”.

“You want me to ruin my own orgasm?” he checked hardly believing your words could be so cruel.

“Yes, exactly, this way it’s still a punishment but it still sort outs your…problem” your lips crept smugly to kiss his cheek.

“Just imagine what it’ll be like when you finally get to fuck me” you whispered teasingly into his ear, his breath hitched at your words.

  “Who would have thought I could tell Min Yoongi what to do in a studio, that was literally one of the sexiest things I’ve seen”

“Yeah?” he asked searching for reassurance. You wasn’t lying, watching him affected you more than you expected; but you needed way more than the thirty minutes left of studio time available to you.

“Mmhmm” you stalked over to him lightly gripped at his shirt at his chest “Don’t believe me?” you asked with a kiss. You took one of his hands and guided it beneath your waistband. You watched his mouth drop open a silent exhale.

“Fuck, yes I believe you” you couldn’t help but adore and melt at the sight of his pout when you pulled his hand away; your body also arguing the decision.

“Go on we’ve not even got any of your vocals yet” nodding your head toward the studio. He took a moment to sulk before taking begrudging steps away from you.

To say he wasn’t quite in the zone to lay down vocal was an understatement. You probably didn’t help the situation sat chewing the end of a pun seductively shadowing an amused grin at his torment. Five minutes before time was up the rest of the boys bundled into the studio and waited for him before their dance practice started. You both shared glances of yet another dirty secret; with all the chaos that follows all seven of them you didn’t get a chance to say bye properly or let him know you wouldn’t be at his when he got home.

After you messaged your mum asking her to drop off Charlie in the morning you filled Yoongi in.

-I’ll stay at mine tonight to get some more of my vocals done, I find being in enclosed spaces with you way too distracting; P.-

- You find me distracting? :O the audacity after only allowing me a touch-

-If it’s that bad nothing stopping coming to mine, only after I’ve finished working though!-

-I might have to take you up on that offer but also depends if you’ll let me have you drives me insane I’ve not made you cum yet, also last night you never actually told me how you actually wanted me-

You postponed your response until you were laid out on your front drowning in the comfort of your own bed, the scent of fresh bedding heavy in the crimson sheets.

Mum’s the best you thought.

-Remember you asked…

You obviously can’t be trusted to do as you’re told so firstly your hands would be cuffed above your head, I’d have a spreader bar at your ankles keeping your legs spread so I can easily thigh ride you and if you get needy you can’t stop me unless you beg. You will need to use your words to tell me how good it all feels especially when I’ve raided my toy box.

You wasn’t going to be too specific you’d rather his imagination have free reign of that.

If you’re good then I’ll let you have me. I’ve been dying to find out the extent of that tongue technology and how my hands look round your neck. Only when you’re so hard it hurts and you’re begging me I’ll let you cum. If you don’t do as you’re told, well you know now they’ll be consequences-

  He’ll be practising now but you were buzzed wishing to see his face when he did read it, curiosity blooming to see how he’ll deal with all that in the middle of his day.

The house was a void of noise, the lack of quiet tapping of claws across the wood flooring of the apartment filled you with emptiness; before allowing it to completely consume you, you escorted yourself and you glass of wine to your studio.

[yoongiwillforgiveme]

Just Give Me a Reason Pt. 4

It’s been forever, I’m sorry. Here’s the next part of my Yoongi fic. I hope you guys like it.

Kay 🌹

July 2016

It’s been almost a year since I’ve wanted to work with BTS after I went to their concert in L.A. 

I truly started liking their music after that day and after talking to the guys over dinner after their performance the idea of a collaboration came up.

But with both of our busy schedules making it happen seemed impossible for months. Namjoon had been sending me snippets from songs he thought would work for a remix and we ended up with 3 or 4 demos on our hands that never really materialized into anything other than that.

It wasn’t until Tae, whom I had been texting back and forth since we exchanged numbers, mentioned Yoongi had an idol singer coming to work with him in his studio to feature on his mixtape that I started playing with the idea of doing the same. 

Maybe we needed to physically meet for a writing session and see if we could come up with something worthy to put out. 

So when a small role in a movie took me to Taiwan for two weeks on June I cleared my schedule so I could travel to Korean and hit the studio with the guys for about 10 days during their very little free time.

When I arrived to the BigHit building I realized just how big they were now. They had just recently moved there, it was the super nice part of town where everybody who was somebody in Korea were expected to be found.

The security was tight, and no wonder why. From what Tae had told me they have had several incidents where obsessed fans lurked outside their home and work to catch a glimpse or them and some even tried to sneak in. He said it was weird and they got low key scared knowing the lenghts some of those people went to get their personal information so the company had increasingly hired more security for both for the boy’s dorms and the office.

After my appointment with the guys was confirmed, I was escorted upstairs with a translator my record label hired for me. We were shown to what they said was the studio’s floor. 

As we were walking down the corridor I saw a door mat with a cat on it giving the middle finger that read ‘Go away’. It was funny. 

We finally reached the room we were looking for and I was told to wait for a bit so they could get the boys.

I was waiting for all of them to show up, so I was surprised when only Namjoon, Hoseok and another guy showed up, one of their songwriters who went by the name of Slow Rabbit.

“Noona, you made it!” After a quick introduction to their song writer we took a seat and started working. After establishing what we wanted to accomplish after out sessions we began throwing ideas here and there for both lyrics and melodies. The guys started working fast on some beats as I scribbled down some verses.

“Are the rest of the guys not coming?” I asked Joon about 20 minutes after we started our session out of curiosity.

“They wanted to come but sadly they were busy today so they’ll probably join us in a few days. Yoongi hyung should be here any minute now noona. He was just wrapping things up in his own studio with another artist” He tells me with a smile

“Right, Tae mentioned something about a feature for his mixtape” 

“Yes, she’s very talented. No wonder hyung chose to work with her. We’re all excited to hear his finished work.” I catch a glimpse of Hoseok chuckling softly and shaking his head no after Slow Rabbit whispers something to his ear with a big smirk on his face. 

In that moment Suga walks in, iced americano on one hand and a notebook on the other. He’s dressed very casually, black ripped skinny jeans, black t-shirt and black converse.

What is it with men in all black that makes my eyes sprakle with interest anyway? 

He carries himself with confidence, even though he slouches a bit he naturally has that “I’m cool and I know it” aura around him that makes him stand out. He’s not smug about it, I can see it’s definitely not something he’s doing on purpose, that’s just the way it is and I’d be lying if I said it’s not attractive.

“Hyung you’re late, noona’s been here for almost half an hour now, we had to start without you.” Suga bows politely but doesn’t say anything to me, he barely makes eye contact and passes me by to take a look at the screen. He exchanges a few words with the boys and asks to listen to the demo we’re working on. At least that’s what I think he did because I haven’t asked the translator to tell me anything since we got here. 

Joon has been kind enough to translate for us when it’s needed, even though Hoseok tries his best to speak in english for me. I appreciate that and it makes me want to learn his language so I could at least try and do the same.

Suga points to my notebook and I ask him if he wants to check out what I’ve got. He seems to understand what I said just fine as he replies with a short ‘yes please’. 

“Hyung understands some english, mostly if it’s not spoken too fast. And he can read and write in english too. He’s just shy when it comes to speaking you know. Right hyung” Joon smiles proudly at him and Suga takes a minute to acknowledge this with an “uh-huh ” without even looking at us since he’s immersed in my lyrics.

When he’s done he hands my notebook back and nods several times more to himself than me. I quickly reassure him I’m nowhere near finished with it and it’ll get better and he just nods again. 

“Hey, do you have a guitar I can use to record a melody? I don’t want to forget it.” We’ve been working for two hours now and I have a beat stuck in my head, Hoseok turns around and excitedly points to the door.

“Guitar? Yes yes, Jin hyung...” He’s stuck at that, so he quickly looks at Joon and Suga and tells them something in korean.

“Ah yes, Jin hyung must have a guitar in his office. We can borrow it. I’ll come get it. Do you want to come so I can give you a quick tour noona? We have a cafeteria too in case you want something to eat, it’s going to be a long night” I say yes to both a quick tour and a late night snack, Namjoon lets the guys know we’ll be right back, I think he asks them if they want anything  because Hoseok shakes is head no and Slow Rabbit asks for a coke, I grab my phone and we start making our way to the door when Suga calls for Joon.

He stands up and makes his way to us.

“Noona, he needs to grab something from his studio so he’ll come with you.” I smile and tell him it’s okay

“Hyung, I promised her a tour alright?” Suga looks at him for a moment but doesn’t say anything, my guess is he doesn’t want to waste his time showing me around. We really shouldn’t, we have very little time as it is but then he says okay.

“Let’s go” He looks at me and starts walking. I follow him closely but not too much, this guy is way more distant and shy than the rest of his friends. I don’t want to make him uncomfortable.

“It’s okay you know? No tour, it’s okay” He looks at me and even though it wasn’t a hard sentence I feel nervous. Does he understand what I mean? They hire a translator for me but I don’t use it, such an idiot.

“Uhmm... here.... guitar?” He point to the room to our left and he opens the door for me, I guess it’s Jin’s office since they said this is where I could find a guitar but turns out it’s nowhere to be found.

“No guitar, sorry. Uhmm... You want coffee?” He apologizes and motions for me to follow him so we end up taking the lift down.

“I don’t like coffee but thanks. Tea? Do you have tea?” I make a drinking gesture with my hand and make a point to raise my pinky in hopes he can understand what I’m saying but he frowns and then just smiles lightly as he shakes his head no. He doesn’t understand.

I tell him it’s okay and when we reach the cafeteria I just google what I want and show the picture to the lady. Turns out they do have tea, he goes “Oh tea” as he finally gets what I was asking for. He asks for something and while we wait I get a little uncomfortable so I start staring at everything around me except for him. He seems to be doing the same. Once we get our drinks he motions for me to follow him again and I do

He shows me their practice room, it’s huge. I can only wonder just how many hours they’ve spent here practicing their dances over and over and over again until they’re perfect. He then shows me a conference room, then the closet room completely packed with dozens of outfits for the seven members, two different recording studios, a computer room where from what I can understand Tae, Jungkook, Jimin and Jin play games during their free time and finally we’re back on our floor. As we’re approaching the room with the doormat I saw earlier I point to it.

“What’s in that room?” He looks at me hesitatingly and looks back and forth between me and the door.

“Here, is my studio” He doesn’t make a move to open the door and I understand he doesn’t want to show it to me so I don’t push it

“Oh, your door mat is cute” And with that I start walking again towards the room where the other guys are, Suga follows me. When we get back we dive into our work one more time until we decide to call it a night. They do still have things to do early in the morning so I say my goodbyes and go back to my hotel.

Yoongi’s POV

“Isn’t noona nice hyung? It’s been a while since I’ve worked with someone as nice as her. Not to mention talented, she has a really pretty voice and her lyrics are good. I wish we spoke more english like Namjoon so we could understand her better don’t you?”

 Hoseok seems very excited we’re working with Y/N noona, I know all of the guys are, and I am too. This is a good opportunity to try something different and the fact that she’s a big international superstar that was willing to work with us who are still relatively unknown around the world it’s flattering. She travelled all the way here and cleared her schedule so she could accommodate to ours.

I would be lying if I said I wasn’t starstruck when we first met her. I’m still a little starstrucked now and we’ve met her a couple times now. It’s crazy to think we’re working with a big hollywood star. I hadn’t listened to her music before we met her. A couple of them after the L.A. concert out of curiosity, but that was it. When I heard we would be working on a collab it’s when I decided to check it out. I focused on the lyrics and the production, of course the last one is good. She probably has the best of the best working for her, but I was pleasantly surprised when I read most of her lyrics are written by her and she also plays some instruments. 

I then watched some of her music videos. For work purposes of course, to get to know a bit more about the artist. 

Even when most of her songs are not at very sexual, there are a couple, especially collaborations with rappers and non title songs on her albums that are very naughty. 

It’s embarrasing and I would never admit it to anyone but even though I felt my cheeks start to redden when I watched some of her more risky scenes play on my computer I didn’t look away. 

I know the western culture is a lot different from ours, and as a hip hop fan I’m no stranger to sexual content on songs and their music videos, I’ve also written several suggestive verses here and there. But if I’m being honest with myself I can’t remember another instance where I got semi hard after watching a girl on a video that wasn’t porn.

I’ve tried to forget about it because that’s most definitely not professional of me and it makes me feel ashamed of myself. A part of me rationalized that it’s normal, I’m still a healthy, 23 year old, warm-blooded male and she’s a beautiful and very sexy woman. 

Of course she stirs a reaction when she’s being sensual like. But never in a vulgar way, at least I don’t think she looks vulgar. She has found a way to be provocative but still keep it classy. 

Maybe that also has to do with the fact the she has a very innocent face, soft, doll-like features that make her look younger than she is, especially when she’s not wearing make up like today. 

I’ve also noticed that she has never looked too flashy any of the times we’ve met her before. Mostly wearing jeans and simple t-shirts, natural hair and make up. She must also be tired of being dolled up constantly as part of her job, most girls and a lot of guys around here are not confident enough to go out with a bare face. Always trying to impress. But when that’s part of your daily routine it gets annoying. I see she couldn’t care less about impressing us with her looks.

Today she was wearing flats and I’ve also noticed she’s pretty short for an american girl, I still remember the noonas from the Warren G music video. It was embarrasing how they all towered over me in their high heels. Y/N noona is way shorter than me and I’m not a particularly tall guy. In my eyes she somehow looks younger than me.

“Yeah, we should work on our english but today was still okay” Hoseok doesn’t say more about her and the subject quickly changes to what we’re having for dinner. It’s been a long day. I just want to get home and get some sleep.

Slowly but surely the days are passing by, on the third day we are joined by Jungkook and Taehyung, the last one was excited to see me after communicating via text all these months.

“Noona! I’m so happy to see you” As I hug him Namjoon tells me the young boy has memorized some phrases for today and has been actively practicing his english whenever he has the time and it’s getting better. He also thanks me for helping him with the language. “It’s hard to learn english, especially when you don’t have friends who are native speakers to practice with. You’ve been helping him a lot noona, thank you”.

“Not a problem. Taehyung knows I like him and enjoy talking to him. I know it’s nice to have someone to practice with, I’ve also struggled when I’ve tried to learn a new language so I can relate.” 

I spend a lot of that day laughing with the younger ones, at first Jungkook was very shy and refused to make eye contact with me, but he eventually warmed up to my presence and started practicing his english lines with me and then cracking some jokes. 

Trying not to bother their hyung too much they rely on the Naver translator to communicate with me and they convince me to download it so I can use it too.

By the end of the day Jungkook and I have plans to cover an english song in the future and we’ve also exchanged personal numbers. Tae has made me promise I’ll go with him to Gucci so he can convince me that’s the it place to shop these days and on the fourth day when Jimin comes to the studio as well the young one recruits his friend for the outing. Jin comes by to say hello but doesn’t stay long, he has a family emergency and has only come to apologize for not being here for the last few days but he has been down with the flu.

On the tenth and final day of our recording sessions I have everyone’s number except for Jin’s and Yoongi’s and we’ve been texting some during the day. With everyone except for Jungkook who apparently rarely ever texts anyone.

“So we just need to start working on the mix now. We’ll be in touch with your label so we can all agree on the final product. Hopefully everyone will be pleased. It’s been nice working with you for these past few days noona. We’ll miss you.” It’s late at night and it’s time to say goodbye. By now the guys have warmed up to me enough that I can give them a light hug and a cheek air kiss as a goodbye. Even Jungkook accepts it, with blushing cheeks but he does. 

When it’s Yoongi’s turn I go for it and he stiffens but still awkwardly places his arms around me and pats the air instead of my back, still not comfortable enough to touch me. I on the other hand pat his back very lightly with one hand and can’t help but blush when I smell his cologne and have him so close to my body. It’s a natural reaction, he’s an attractive guy, I mean, they all are, but he’s the only one that I have a bit of a crush on.

I hear a laugh and a voice that doesn’t belong to any of the Bangtan members so I turn around mid hug, still very much in Yoongi’s personal space. The only word I recognized in the sentence was his name so I know they were talking to him. 

Slow Rabbit was still in the studio when we were saying goodbye and even though I don’t dislike him I didn’t talk to him at all during my time here, he was always focused on the guys and working so he’s barely an acquaintance.

Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook laughingly push him and signal him to keep quiet. Suga takes a step back and his eyes seem to throw daggers his way. He doesn’t say anything but doesn’t laugh either.

“What did he say?” I look at Yoongi who immediatly looks at Joon. 

“Nothing noona, he’s just joking” The poor guy must be tired to translate for us but I’m really curious as to what he said.

“About what?” I laugh half-heartedly and turn to Slow Rabbit who I know speaks a bit of english as well.

“I said I think you like him” He points at Suga and out of reflex I turn to look at him, he looks angry and I start to laugh nervously. The words, ‘haha so funny’, or ‘I dont’ don’t come out of my mouth for some reason.

“Don’t worry, he likes you too” Namjoon takes a step closer to us but before he can start a sentence Yoongi beats him to it.

“Yah, jibeochiwo” He then walks out and everyone tries their best to shake off the uncomfortable vibe that lingers in the room now. I try to act as if nothing happened but to be honest it was awkward.

As I’m making my way down to the main entrance I bump into Yoongi again, I guess he’s on his way upstairs. He’s sipping his brand new iced americano and he’s rubbing his temples.

He looks around to check if anyone is watching us, but it’s late and there’s very few people in the building. No one is paying attention to us. He approaches me with caution, his cool and collected demeanor is back and I feel slightly, or more like very intimidated, but even more embarrased because of what just happened.

“I... I’m sorry... Slow Rabbit-ssi, he... uhmmm.... You are so nice but... I not...”Oh God, Oh dear God please someone kill me right now.

Suddenly my head is spinning and I feel nauseous. I feel like all the blood in my body has gone to my face and I’m about to explode, my cheeks and ears feel hot, I can only imagine what I look like right now.

My legs feel like jelly and I might trip over something on the way out but I speak as fast as I can and make a run for the exit. All I want is to reach my SUV so I can try and collect myself after this nightmare.

“Oh my God, no. Don’t apologize, I know he was joking. Of course I know you don’t like me. Oh God, this is so embarrasing. I’m so sorry if anything I did came out that way. I-I.... I gotta go. Don’t worry and again I'm sorry. Bye”

I get in the vehicle and I take deep breaths. My heart is beating so fast and for some strange reason I feel like crying.

[femikpop]

I’d Do It All | BTS: Burn The Stage

Tittle: I’d Do It All | BTS: Burn The Stage Words: 1.5K Pairing: Sou/Everybody; 8th Member of BTS Summary: Sou in BTS: Burn the Stage ep.1  A/N: I’ll write next part as episodes go. If you have any ideas what can happen in particular episode, when messame me!

‘My name is Sou. I’m main dancer, lead rapper, sub-vocalist and visual of BTS. Sometimes I also help with the choreography and lyrics for the songs.’, she said, looking straight into the camera, as man behind it nodded.

‘You have a lot of work in the group.’, he commented.

‘Yes, but I love it. I really like to keep myself occupated.’, Sou laughed.

‘She’s also little diva of the group.’, Jungkook said from afar. He was lying on the bed with his legs on the floor. He was interviewed before Sou and decided to rest and stay as it was her turn. ‘Because she’s very small and cute.’, he explained, picking himself on elbows, making Sou roll her eyes. ‘She also drinks from bottle with a straw.’, he added, pointing at the bottle, that was standing on the table, where Sou was sitting.

‘Why are you so annoying today?’, she asked, turning her head to Jungkook, just to see his wide grin. ‘Beside, we all use it when we have lipsticks on.’

‘But you don’t have any lip-.’, he started, but didn’t ended, because Sou threw pillow at him. Jungkook just laughed at her reaction, knowing that he won.

‘Sorry. We can continue.’, she said, to the camera with fake smile, still hearing Jungkook’s laugh in the background.

2017.02.04 THE WINGS TOUR, D-14 Pre-production Rehearsal

Everybody were sitting in the dressing room, near the table filled with food and drinks. They were eating and laughing, before the start of the rehearsal. Sou was sitting between Jimin and Jungkook. She had on her laps, sitting comfortably on the couch. 

Jin and Namjoon started talking about the setlist, just to make sure, that everbody knows which song is after another song. Everybody was listening carefuly and nodding at their every word, while eating their lunch.

‘Some steam and some don’t. What is the difference?’, Hoseok asked, pointing at the steaming machine. 

‘I feel good, when it steams. It feels more humidifying.’, Namjoon asnwered, making Jimin giggle. Then all of the sudde, Jungkook stod up and put tissue on top of the steaming machine.

‘It’s like fog.’, he said and started singing Jimin’s solo song ‘Lie’, making everyone laugh. He walked around then for a minute, singing. But then he stopped immediately, like he was frozen. ‘Did you know, that camera was on?’, he asked.

‘Jungkook, they told us this, when we sat down.’, Sou said, rolling her eyes. Namjoon and Yoongi nodded and agreed with her.

‘Where I was, when they were telling this to us?’, Jungkook asked confused. His eyebrows were furrowed and lips formed in little pout, making Jimin giggle again.

‘You were sitting right next to me.’, she answered and another wave of laughter went around the room.

‘I hate rehearsing.’, Sou said to the camera. She placed elbow on the table and supported cheek on her palm. ‘It’s so fake. And I hate faking anything in any shape or form. You look at yourself in the mirror in the practise room, wearing gliterry clothes and pretend, that you’re performing. ‘, she explained everything, locking her eyes somewhere in the background, avoiding the camere lense. She let out deep breath. ‘But you have to do it. We all want the show to be perfect and the only way to do this is to rehearse. As painful as it is to see yourself singing on a stage with empty audience, you have to do it. Because in a few weeks, you’ll have thousands of people, looking at your every move and you have to entertain then and give one hundred percent.’ 

‘Do you feel any pressure, while you rehearse for something as big as this tour?’, man asked and Sou just simply nodded while he was talking.

‘This is the biggest tour we’ve ever had.’ she explained and he nodded. ‘I don’t only mean, that we will perform in bigger venues, but also that we’re gonna go to places, that were like dream for us. We’ve been in Australia, US or South America before, but to hear, that the shows in those places are sold out is crazy. And even thought of this, makes you work harder and you wanna give even more, than you can.’

‘What’s your favourtie song to perform on this tour?’, he asked another question.

‘It’ll be a selfish answer, but I really love to perform my solo song.’, Sou said and giggled. ‘It’s just really different to everything, that you see about me in other BTS songs. Or different from things you expected from me with the song. I’m a dancer and obviously I dance a lot. I may not have a lot of lines, but I’m fine with it as long as I can dance. It makes me really happy and let me show of my emotions very clearly. But when we were creating the album and were talking about my solo song, I wanted something different. I really love up beat songs, when people can dance and be happy. But I really wanted to show a little bit of my vulnerable side. That’s why ‘Battlefield’ is about that huge battle inside me. About my struggles in the past, but also on daily basis. Me, Yoongi and Namjoon were working on this for good two weeks and I couldn’t be prouder of the outcome.’

‘How did you come up with the performance? Did it change from what you wanted at the beginning?’

‘When we were writing the song and making beats in the studio, I knew what the stage will look like when I will be performing. I created this really beautiful and amazing choreography in my mind. It kind of showed my journey and story through the thing I love the most - dance. But then, I went inside the booth to start record it and I couldn’t get throught the first verse.’, Sou explained and laughed at her memory of that day. ‘I just couldn’t move forward and then Yoongi came in. He just held my hand through the whole time. And it kind of made me feel better. So when we were in the office, giving ideas for our solo stages, I immediately said, that I don’t wanna anything. I just wanna sit on the end of the stage, as close to the fans as possible and hold their hands. Because I’m doing it for them and they support me on my every step. And it’s just incredible how much they’re giving to us.’, Sou ended, looking down with a small smile, juston a thought of the Armies. ‘Also I really like to perform ‘Save Me’, because I created the choreography.’, she added giggling.

‘Isn’t is a little ironic, that our main dancer is sitting during her solo stage?’, Jungkook laughed, walking down the stairs. He just ended his rehearsal, it was very clear, because of the sweat on his forehead. 

‘Some of us are not as young as you, Jungkook. We need a little break.’, Sou said back, showing him her tongue. 

She started to climbing up the staris and sat in the middle of the stage, waiting for the music to play. Sou started to rap, closing her eyes and feeling the song. Boys were looking at her, getting ready for their own stages. Taehyung and Hoseok even raised their hands and started to wave them, as if they were on a concert. Then Jimin and Jungkook jumped on a stage and started doing a dance, that they come up with on the spot. Sou didn’t saw him at the beginning, but when she did, she just shook her head and lied down on the stage. Boys saw it and both of them ran to her and lied next to her. Jungkook placed his head on her stomach and Jimin higged her from the side. He put his leg around her body and hands around her neck. Sou was lying like this, with closed eyes, not moving and waiting when they will go away. But neither Jungkook or Jimin wanted to muve a muscle.

‘Message to future Sou?’, she asked and let out deep sigh. ‘I really hope, that you’re making smarter decisions, that you’re not so hard on yourself. And that you open to more people, because it’s not healthy.’, Sou said to the camera nodding. She wanted to end on this point, but then she remember one more thing. ‘Also I really hope, that your mixtape is out already, because your fans are gonna murder you.  Literally.’

masterlist

[johnhaos]

first impressions on the tracks of ly: answer?? 💖💖💖💖💖

i can’t believe tumblr wouldn’t let you send this ask until you took out the ily RUDE but ahhhh thank you for continuing to try we got there in the end!! ily

ahhhhh ok here we go!! so i’ve actually talked about all the songs, except the ones from tear, because i’ve never got to talk about the ones from her before (although i didn’t say much about some of them since i’ve heard them a lot so idk what to say really) so this is pretty long lmao

ahhh and like last time i listened again w/ lyrics and some of them a couple more times so it’s not exactly ~first impressions but close enough,,,, also this is a mess^tm and really inconsistent in terms of how much i say about everything (like, half of it is about trivia: love, epiphany and answer: love myself tbh omg)

ok firstly the progression on the first disc from euphoria to answer love yourself is incredible you really do get a sense of the journey that this series takes you on wow

euphoria: full studio version of euphoria i am YELLING i really love this song and jk’s voice sounds so lovely and ofc i loved the version we got in the video but with the extra parts it’s just beautiful, i love the ‘euphoria’ at the end of the last chorus, the way it rises is just lovely and hmm i’m,,,, not actually sure whether i’ve actually looked at the lyrics before?? but ofc it’s a beautifully written song

trivia just dance: JUNG HOSEOK OMG I’M !!!! holy shit my mouth literally dropped open like 5 seconds in lmao THE BEAT AND HIS RAP AND THE VOCALS OHHHH MY GOD wow this sounds incredible he did that!! it’s so,,, hobi?? g o d and the bit at @2.50 when he’s doing that low rap and repeating the word ‘baby’ hahaahah rip me

serendipity: g o d i adored the intro version i was so excited to see we were getting a full version and ahhh the additional part wow,,, i really love the sound of this song and jimin’s voice is so soft and beautiful i could cry tbh,,,, oooh and the little drum bit at ~3 mins nice,,,,, idk, listening to this song feels like being wrapped in a blanket?? like the combination of the music and jimin’s voice is just really comforting and ahhh it has such beautiful lyrics

dna: ahhh ok idk what to say about dna but g o d it’s really such a bop i always wanna get up and dance (i use that term loosely because i cannot dance lmao) and g o d tae’s voice still completely and utterly kills me in this whew,,,,, and i love the bit that alternates between yoongi and jk

dimple: asdfsa ok i remember being really unsure how i felt about this song when i first heard it but it’s kinda grown on me,,, the ‘so i call you illegirl’ bit always kills me though lmao but it always puts a smile on my face and it’s cute!!

trivia love: oooh i love the piano intro wow nice KIM NAMJOON K I L L I N G IT the background music is soooo nice i’m loving this vibe omg and he sounds amazing,,, ok i just read the lyrics and notes [x] before listening again and i am also so blown away by the depth of namjoon’s lyrics and the thought that goes into them, the way he can play with words and incorporate details about the pronunciation and written form of the language is truly incredible g o d,,,, and then also using the difference between live and love in english?? and god i remember him talking about both of those similarities during the interviews in america as well daaamn. he,,,, i,,,, i’m really struggling to put into words how i feel about this song and joon rn it’s a lot but god i have so much love and respect and admiration for him,,,,

her: THE TRANSITION from love to this ooof,,,, this is my fave rap line song tbh, i love the music they use and their flows are amazing and the chorus (and using wonder, answer, her and tear PLS) i honestly love it so much such an underated song can people please stop sleeping on the rap line tracks istg and appreciate them pls it’s what they deserve

ok god i wasn’t gonna talk about the ly: tear tracks but singularity really owns me and i still cannot get over this song and how absolutely perfect it is for tae and how good he sounds and asdfdsa possibly my fave intro tbh and just a fave in general wow,,, ok right moving on

trivia seesaw: *whispers* suga HE’S BACK asdfgsa,,, HIS VOCALS HOLY SHIT MIN YOONGI !!!!! GOD this is soooo good the music and the mix of rap and vocals i am YELLING he really did that and his voice at the end fuck i am dead

epiphany: (ok the bit until // is what i wrote after the mv dropped and then i added some stuff listening to the album) you know how we both said we were !!! every time jin sang on tear?! this was a whole song of that wow truly blessed!! ok so firstly, the style of song is the kind of style that i really like, i’m always drawn to their more ballad-esque songs and this is no exception. and god it’s so perfect for jin?? he voice sounds heavenly and just works /so/ well with this style of music (the same for the other intros & euphoria, they really killed it with showing the individual voices of the vocal line throughout the love yourself series bless) ahhh and the lyrics are so beautiful and the message of love yourself within them just wraps the series up so nicely like ‘i’m the one i should love in this world’ and ‘not so perfect but so beautiful’ are so meaningful,,,, // OMG AND THE BITS THAT WEREN’T IN THE MV I JUST GASPED and god the lyrics for the new parts as well this whole song and message makes me so emotional i,,,,,

i’m fine: ok i read the description yesterday that this drew on save me but i literally had to pause like 3 seconds in because i was not ready for that DAMN though this is so good,,,, tae’s voice at the beginning and joon’s verse !!!! hobi saying hope world my heart soars tbh and damn yoongi’s verse my god he sped off it made me breathless just listening to it what a legend and the vocal line ahhhh this is a bop,,,, ahhh right ok second listen with lyrics, i actually listened to save me again with lyrics first gosh and the parallels [x] esp. w/ joon’s verse in the two i’m,,,,, these boys are really something else this is amazing

idol: ahhh i always end up struggling to talk about the title track because i always watch the mv a few times first but don’t note down any thoughts rip,,,, but i love the use of traditional instruments in this and it has such a good beat i cannot wait to see a full choreo for this,,,, and the lyrics!! THE LYRICS!!! (wow i’m so good at explaining my feelings rip) like ‘i know what i am / i know what i want’ [x] and ‘i do what i do, so you just focus on yourself / you can’t stop me loving myself’ but YEAH i really love this and it’s so high energy i was jamming away lmao

answer love myself: was that a *whispers* suga i heard?? i love that this has become a thing i really do,,,, the vocal line sound so beautiful and the rap line parts are incredible,,,, AND i just burst into tears ok wow i’m not even listening with lyrics so i bet that’s gonna make me sob even more gosh what a beautiful way to round off the ly series. oh god and magic shop right after?? this is unfair i was already crying and now it’s gonna be even worse asdfdsa,,,,, ok here we go second listen with lyrics helP god ok so i just read them to begin with and i’ve got goosebumps these lyrics are really,,,, just pretty relatable tbh like ‘perhaps, more so than loving someone else / it is even more difficult to love myself / let’s honestly accept what needs to be accepted / the standards you set are stricter for yourself’ [x] just,,,, yeah,,,,, and the ‘you’ve shown me i have reasons / i should love myself’ part sounds gorgeous,,, oh and hey guess what?? i’m crying again god this song is really something

best of me: i,,,, don’t know really,,,, it’s not my fave track tbh but it’s still a bop,,,, the transition from magic shop to this is cool though with the ‘you gave me the best of me so you’ll give you the best of you’ / ‘you got the best of me’ lyric parallels though

go go: BOP!! BOP!! BOP!! ahhh i really love the music used and wow all of hobi’s noises and backing vocals really add to it this song would sound so different without them,,,, ohhh and this followed by anpanman?? iconic incredible amazing

mic drop: god this always makes me start jamming out and mic mic bungee remains iconic ok that’s all

dna pedal 2 la mix: OH OK i mean i had no idea what to expect because wtf does pedal 2 la mix mean?? and i would not have imagined that but HOLY SHIT?? god this goes so hard i’m yelling and tae’s voice works so well with this mix wow

fake love rocking vibe remix: ok we’d already heard this but ahhh i do love this version

mic drop steve aoki remix: i am so glad we’ve finally got this version on spotify because i really enjoy the remix but i don’t listen to the version w/ d*siigner and this has the dance break bits as well!!! so this is what i really wanted!! good stuff!!

and we’re just gonna ignore idol feat. n*cki m*naj ok good,,, bye

overall conclusions, g o d the new songs are incredible and exceeded any expectations i had of them tbh i’m really just super emotional about the boys at the moment i love them so damn much

[moonliney]

Dancing with You

3.5K of pure love!!

Genre: Fluffier this time around though still angst, Idol!AU

Summary: Yunhee has been BTS’s best friend since they debuted in 2013. 3 years later and stronger friendships than ever, she debuted with her own group as well and is now battling the stress of work, life, and her so called feelings for her best friend Jung Hoseok, also known as BTS very own J-hope. Let’s also mention that she is super naive and does not understand what the fu** love is until a certain girl from J-hope's past comes back.

Inspired by BTS “ Trivia: Just Dance” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IiW1kEJDBDQ

Please read Pt.1 first to better understand 

https://moonliney.tumblr.com/post/618538982320553984/i-really-dont-like-her

Month December, Year 2016 ~ 

There are many moments in a person’s life when they want to crawl in a hole and welt away like a flower on a hot sunny day. It could be due to anything that triggers it: sadness, anger, isolation, and in Yunhee’s case right now, complete embarrassment. Now she has definitely been embarrassed many times before like that one incident where she cried on a national variety show due to having ridden the scariest biggest roller coaster she’s ever seen in her life or that other time when she was performing and forgot it was her part until her members nudged her. Oh and let’s not forget that far memory she pushed in the back of her head when she was changing and poor Jungkook walked in forgetting to knock. 

Yeah, those were horrible moments that could make any girl cringe and blush tomato red thinking about it. But this time, having her best friend and his ex-girlfriend hearing the song written about them, about the sad emotions she has for him and the raw negativity she has for the other girl, the feelings she has been hiding for so long now heard by them, will undoubtedly top all of that by a landslide. 

“ Hope, why didn’t you knock?” A blunt Suga said breaking the silence in the room, ignoring a standing Nari in the back. He didn’t want to be mean, but he was quite defensive of Yunhee now after seeing her cry a couple of minutes ago plus he was a little irritated at the intrusion of someone new coming into his genius lab. 

“ Sorry, I did knock but you both had your headphones in when recording. I was worried something happened so I just used the passcode myself…. This is Nari by the way.” J-hope tilted his head towards her not realizing the other two had already figured out who she was. 

“ Hi, it’s nice to see you again Yoongi Oppa,” Nari smiled lightly. “ And you must be Yunhee shi.”

 Yunhee and Suga both timidly mumbled “hi” as they glanced at each other waiting for the next person’s move. Cold silence now engulfed the small studio once again. If there was a picture to describe pure awkwardness, it would be taken at this exact moment right now. 

J-hope with a raised eyebrow looked at the two short people who were purposely avoiding eye contact with him, one was due to shyness and the other was an annoyance. “ I didn’t know you were working on a song Yunhee, it sounded really good. Why didn’t you tell me?” 

“ You’ve been busy...” Replied the girl now trying to focus on her shoelaces so she wouldn’t have to look at Nari and compare everything she has to her. Little did she know, her few words caused a stir of hurt in J-hope and a bit of jealousy for not asking his help instead. 

Suga glanced around carefully pausing to see people’s reactions when he suddenly dinged up a great plan. Yunhee has always been confident in her dancing, he thought. So what’s a better time for her to get rid of her insecurities about Nari than dancing and proving to everyone that she owned the dance floor just as much as Nari did and in a way gain her confidence back enough to confess to Hoseok. You’re a complete genius, Suga praised himself smirking, complete genius. 

“ Hey hope I heard you two were practicing some dance moves earlier, why don’t you show us?” Suga suggested ignoring the youngest’s eyes bulging in shock. 

Later at the Practice Room ~ 

“ Oppa!” Yunhee whispered loudly to Suga as she pinched his arm, “ Why did you suggest this? I don’t want to see them dance together!”

 “ Don’t worry, this is your time to shine.” He mischievously grinned at the pouting girl, “ Get out there and take your man back.” 

Some of the other members have also gathered around the practice room wanting to see what their new choreography was going to look like. J-hope and Nari now in front of the mirror dancing rigidly along to the beat, sweat dripping down their foreheads. 

“They look so good together...but I have to say the transition of the movements onto the second verse seems too rough for me,” Yunhee said quietly to the other members, her analytical dancing side appearing as she calculated their steps. Her thoughts were unexpectedly interrupted when someone from behind pushed her in the center where J-hope and Nari stopped seeing the younger one’s panicked interruption. 

“ Yunhee, do you have something you want to add on?” J-hope smiled, anticipating the girl’s meticulous dancing ideas. 

She hesitated, wondering if it was right for her to say her input when the other two had already finished the dance. He really needs to change the transition though and there are some other movements that need adjustment if BTS wanted to pull off this performance neatly, she thought, shaking her head. Aish, put your pitifulness aside Yunhee ah, this is for them. All of those times they trained and helped you become the idol you are today, don’t be embarrassed and try to help them. Stop shying away because you’re scared of speaking your mind. It’s okay, you got this. Yunhee repeated in her head trying to gain a sense of self during this uncomfortable state. 

With hand clenching fists and a new sense of purpose, she looked up as confidence now shines through moving towards the center to show some of her own movements, feet, and arms moving in perfect calculation.

 “ I think it would be better if you do it like this...see, one, two, three, one two three, repeat…yeah, let’s try that again…good...again.” 

Everyone, even Nari, had gathered around to copy Yunhee’s movements and watch the talented dancer. Needless to say, the room was wonderfully impressed with how quickly she was able to adjust and memorize the dances to teach them. As the chorus hits, J-hope moved alongside Yunhee dancing together in perfect synchronization. 

From the other's perspective, it looked like two lovers having the happiest time of their lives, the way their movements followed one another as if it was fate itself tangling the two together and never letting go. 

In Yunhee’s mind, she had let go of her doubts now solely focusing on her passion for dancing, not caring about the man next to her who was observing her thoroughly. She let her heart take her every step of the way and it was obvious through her dancing as well when people saw how much she loved it. 

J-hope didn’t know why but every time they danced together, his heart always swelled up more than he wanted to. He always shrugged it off as a proud moment of a best friend watching her perform so well, but other times, after their dancing sessions were over, he would think about her a lot late at night and wished she was lying with him just as she used to before schedule started filling up their lives. 

As the song comes to an end with a booming drop, Yunhee and J-hope faced one another with only their heavy panting filling the room, the two’s closeness evident by every breath one exhaled the other breathed in. The members and Nari had already stopped halfway through the song but they didn’t notice, too locked up in the music and each other to see the world around them. 

A low whistle broke the tension as everyone turned to look at a puckered lip V.  “ Nari says she has to go home.” The latter headed out nervously giving everyone a sincere apologetic smile knowing she ruined the sensual atmosphere with her departure. 

 J-hope sighed as he regrettably stepped away from Yunhee to follow Nari out the door stopping to look back at Yunhee one more time who seemed to have, dare he say, longing in her eyes as she watched him pick Nari once again. 

Afterward, in the Car ~ 

Nari looked out the car window as Seoul’s vibrant energy and Christmas lights tingle up the prettiest city in the world. However, she was too entranced in her thoughts of the previous encounter to give the city its notice. 

“ Yunhee is really talented in dancing, no wonder she won first place in her dance competitions.” She spoke up softly. 

J-hope smiled proudly at the name, a name that means lotus flower and pleasure, all too fitting for the girl itself. “ She is, isn’t she? She worked so hard all these years...now she’s made it.” 

“ She’s beautiful too,” Nari turned her head now to look at J-hope’s reaction, “ I don’t think she likes me though.” 

“ She’s...shy at times. It’s hard to explain when it comes to her, she can be unpredictable, keeps you on your toes a lot.” He smirked. 

“... She’s predictable in the way she looks at you though like you’re her whole world, Hoseok.” 

“ Nari,” J-hope stopped the car at her apartment, frowning as he disbelieves what he’s hearing. “ She’s been upset at me for a while now, ever since I scolded her about you. Besides, she’s kind like that to everyone, she is enduring to V and Suga as well.” 

“ She’s hurt and hurt can turn into upsetness if left alone. You’re avoiding your feelings for her because you don’t want it to ruin your friendship or her career as it just started. That’s why you have been spending time with me a lot right? Because you know there’s something there between you two, heck everybody in the practice room knows there’s something unspoken there...except for the two of you. So you’ve been spending more time with me to discourage her.” 

Nari edged on even more as she knows she was getting to J-hope with his brown orbs softening to show his true feelings. 

“ Hey,” He chuckled, “ I like talking to you too, it’s nice to know what normal people are doing these days. Can’t believe your boyfriend proposed, by the way, congrats.”

“ Haha, thanks, who knew after breaking up with you I would find the love of my life.” She winked at him amused at his exaggerated hurt face. “ It’s okay to tell her about your feelings, really, you two don’t have to date but at least confess to her. From one girl’s mind to another, I know she’s hurting a lot when she saw you with me.” She sighed, looking at his face filled with regrets. “Hoseok, you shouldn’t hurt people you care about...Talk to her, she’ll take care of you more than I ever did.” 

J-hope pondered a bit, sulking at the pain he has caused his girl before coming to a decision, one he hoped would be the best for both of them. “Thanks, Nari, I owe you one.” 

“ No problem. Think of it as an apology for breaking your heart- “ Ya!” “ and a thank you for letting me borrow some money - which I might or might not give back.” “ YAAA!” 

A Couple of Days Later ~ 

Yunhee smoothed out her sparkly red dress, staring at the sultry girl in front of her. Her own reflection looks back as it takes notice of her glossy lips and simple yet magnetic makeup. In two days, it would have been Christmas Eve and BangPD thought it would be a good idea to have a small company party today. Of course, it had to be a bit of a formal occasion as the company’s popularity was rising so a little dressing up was needed at this time, hence why Yunhee had gotten so dolled up in this first place. 

Is he going to be here? She thought, her heels clicked and clacked as the girl made her way to the top floor of the company’s building. They have not thoroughly spoken since that day in the practice room since schedules were overpacked now especially during the holiday season, only small good morning and night texts were exchanged before life hurriedly took over. 

She didn’t know if he was going to attend considering it was not mandatory though expected of BigHit’s artists to come. However, when she asked him, he seemed to brush it off and switched to other topics or said goodnight as his reply which frustrated her like no other. Maybe it was good he didn’t come? Considering he would be in a suit and that would have been devastating on her pure heart and mind as adult thoughts seeped in. 

Blasting music can be heard around the corner as Yunhee walked in excitedly, adrenaline pumped from the moving bodies and familiar faces. Loud gasps can be heard from different parts of the room as the girl although known for being bubbly and sweet, radiated a completely different person tonight with sensualness and elegance edging through every smiling expression and waving movement she gave to people. 

“ Excuse me miss, have you seen my little sister? She’s supposed to be here tonight.” A worldwide handsome Jin appeared teasing at the blushing Yunhee now. 

“ Oppa, you look so handsome tonight.” Yunhee smiled adding on to his cockiness, “ Have you seen Hoseok Oppa though? He never told me if he was going to come.” 

Jin smirked with a playful glint in his eyes, head nudging at the auburn-haired man who appeared behind them. The girl spun around to see what he was looking out and to say the breath knocked out of her was an understatement. J-hope with his ruffled auburn hair, mesmerizing eyes, fine face structure, and lean body that complemented his surreal black suit so well was astonishingly dashing.  He was complete beauty and as he walked towards her, she could have sworn time had stopped to aid fate at this moment. No longer were people’s laughs and voices evident, instead only slow swaying music was heard now as J-hope grabbed Yunhee’s soft hand. 

“ May I have this dance?” 

She nodded slowly walking with him towards the center where he paused putting one hand on her waist, a shiver running down her body. “ You look like such a lady tonight,” J-hope spoke, leaning close to the amusedly glaring young girl . 

“ I am a lady. In fact, I think many men in this room would think so as well.” “ Hmmm, they might but this lady is already dancing with a gentleman.” 

“ Shouldn’t this gentleman be with someone else right now?” Yunhee now getting further upset at his openness when he had evidently left her for Nari last time. J-hope however, pushed her closer to his body missing her sweet warmth these days. 

“ I very much prefer dancing with you instead,” J-hope grinned as their bodies swayed nicely against one another. “ Besides, Nari is at her boyfriend’s house, they seem to be having a great time celebrating the engagement.” 

“ Boyfriend? Engagement? How come you never told me?!” 

“ You never asked- woah! ” J-hope was suddenly pushed back by the young girl walking her way out of the room, him quickly following her to the cold rooftop. 

“ Yunhee! Yunhee, come back I’m sorry.” J-hope grabbed the small girl’s wrists pulling her into his embrace. “ I’m sorry, I’m so sorry for hurting you.” His sadness deepened when she started to tremble with hot tears soaking his shirt. 

“ Why did you push me away then?” She hiccuped trying to control herself. “ You were always texting her and talked about her and y-you yelled at me. I-i thought you no longer cared.” 

“ No, no I’m sorry angel, I’m genuinely sorry.” He cupped her chin wiping away the fallen tears, his heart shattering at everyone. “ I was tired that day but to be honest, I was upset at you thinking Nari was a bad person. She’s actually really nice. In fact, she encouraged me to ask you to dance today.” 

Yunhee peered up, shocked and guilty at the fact she let her immaturity judge another person. “ Really? Oh no, I have to apologize to her. I wasn’t thinking well, I was just…” 

“ Jealous?” Smiling at the girl’s flustered expression, he rested his forehead on hers. The two gazed into each other’s eyes enchanted from one another. “You have nothing to be jealous about, moonlight.” 

“ Then why did you keep talking to her?” “ It was just catching up with an old friend I promise...and I know about your feelings towards me...hey it’s okay, I didn’t say I didn’t like it.” 

“ H- how did you know?” “ Yunhee ah, I’ve known you for 3 years already, most of my free time consists of you and the members. You think I wouldn’t notice your small glances turning into something else?...I didn’t tell you though. Instead I tried to ignore both our feelings as your career just kicked off and you have so much to show the world. But that was wrong of me and I understand I hurt you instead.” 

Yunhee embraced him tightly, listening to his fast heartbeat syncing along with hers. Similar to the way their bodies danced together, their hearts did as well.  “ You really made me be in pain...I even wrote a song about it.” 

Chucking, he pressed a light kiss on her forehead gazing down at her once more. Their eyes met again as countless stories could have been told of this moment between a man and a woman who knew each other's body, heart and soul so well with the way their chemistry overflowed in and out the starry night sky. 

“ Guess I have to write a song about you now.” “What? No no you don’t have to I-” 

“ I will because... lately I can sense your confidence has been going down and I think I need to see my outgoing and cute Yunhee again even though tonight proved to me you can be very different from cute.” He smirked, kissing her flustered forehead again. “ Hoseok oppa…”

J-hope hugged her tighter whispering words of endearment in her ears as the couple sealed their fate that very night, embracing each other lovingly.        

“ You’re always going to my favorite girl. My one and only girl, don't ever forget that. ” 

Month August, Year 2018 ~ 

“ Good morning, everyone! This is announcer Shin A-young reporting to you on August 24 about BTS’s new world trending album, Love Yourself: Answer. This is the second compilation album of BTS with the first being Love Yourself: Her. Already breaking chart records with numerous support from both South Korea and International fans, this will surely be another amazing album from them with the majority of the members producing their own songs as well. Let’s have a look, shall we?” 

Our heartbeats are in sync

You’re getting to know my heart too

I wanna keep this going

I like you like I like to dance

So you’re my love, yeah my love

That’s what I like

I like the feeling of being with you

I like the feeling of dancing with you

I just wanna, wanna, wanna

I really wanna, wanna, wanna

Just dance

To the rhythm of the music

However our bodies move

We’re shadows underneath the moonlight

Fall in.. fall in..

I felt it baby

This moment, you and me, baby

This all fits together like a math formula baby

Even rough breathing, baby

Even shedding sweat, baby

Because of you, it all has meaning, baby

Eii! I’m melting in fluff guys <3 Thanks for reading again, it really means a lot to me. However! The story is just beginning hehe I am thinking of doing a compilation of Yunhee and J-Hope’s moments along the years or the first time they met which I can promise is sweeter than a sugary cupcake oooorr I can even start on the other boys, we’ll see ;) . Lastly I hope everyone is safe right now, we will get through this together 💜

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P.A. (Part 3)

Title: P.A. (Personal Assistant)

(Part 3/?)

Part 2 | Part 4

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader (AU)

Word count: 3,200~

Synopsis: Y/N is stuck in a dead-end job, conflicted between pursuing her music career as a producer and her social anxiety. In a tight spot for money, she takes on a new, well-paying job that she desperately needs as Personal Assistant to the cold and emotionally distant Namjoon, an up and coming rap artist. (Cameos from the rest of the Bangtan boys)

A/N: Did anyone want some more BestFriend!Yoongi? Some shirtless Namjoon? No? Just me? Okay then.

It’s Saturday night, and you and Yoongi have decided to stay in.

“You’re late,” he accuses as you enter his apartment with your copy of the key.

You roll your eyes and drop the boxes of pizza on the kitchen counter. “I forgot to bring his Majesty Namjoon his meals for tomorrow.” You shrug off your jacket and hang it on the peg behind the door, kicking off your boots at the same time. “You know, you can have pizza delivered instead of making me go get it.”

“Pizza delivery always leaves some of the toppings on the box cover,” he complains. “Bring it over, will you?”

You roll your eyes and grab the boxes, bringing them with you to the living room, where he’s playing a video game. “You’re a lazy asshole.”

“Tell me something I don’t know,” he responds, not even removing his eyes from the screen.

“Just reminding you, in case I haven’t said it today.” 

You open a box and take a slice, holding it in front of his face so that he can take a bite before taking one of your own. Using this method, the both of you eat through the first pizza as you quietly watch him play. Afterwards you get up to get your drinks, slipping a straw into his so he can drink without having to pause, and you stretch out on the sofa, resting your head on his lap as you browse your social media accounts.

“How was your first week?” Yoongi finally asks, having reached a checkpoint.

You glance at the screen to check his progress, and then shrug. “He’s an ice king and kind of harsh,” you confess. “But a job is a job, and he could be worse, I guess.”

“It’s funny,” he says, finally putting the controller down and opening the second box. “He’s only like that around you. I mean, he’s a perfectionist in the studio and pretty authoritative, but he’s a total goofball during down time,”

“Wait,” you say, pulling yourself up into a seated position. “You’ve been working with him?”

“Yeah,” he answers, mouth full of food. “I was ahead of schedule on my EP, and he asked me to produce one of the songs on the album.”

“And you like working with him?” you ask incredulously, and your best friend looks at you weirdly, nodding slowly. “Ugh!” you complain, whacking him in the arm with one of the throw pillows. “He’s an automaton! He’s not human! And all he raps about are chicks and how big his dick is!”

“Freedom of speech,” he says, dodging your attack. “What’s your point?”

You glare at him. “You’re supposed to be on my side, you know,”

“Yoongi is only on Yoongi’s side. Do you not know this yet?” he points out.

“You’re terrible and I hate you,” you tell him—something that is quickly becoming a mantra. You hope that if you say it enough times he’ll disappear, like an evil spirit or a bad dream.

“Stop pouting,” he complains. “It was just an observation.”

You hold the pillow you used to smack him close to your chest. “Maybe he just doesn’t like me,” you mumble into the fabric.

Yoongi nods enthusiastically. “That’s probably it. You are butt fucking ugly. Maybe he doesn’t like your face.”

You snap and jump on him, digging a knee into his ribcage and wrestling him down. “My face is a work of art, you asshole! I’ll show you ‘butt fucking ugly’!”

He raises his fingers in a cross at you, twisting to get off the couch and away. “Y/N! Don’t come near me, you animal! You haven’t gotten your rabies shot yet! Get back! Get back!”

You bare your teeth at him in a snarl, and chase him around the apartment until you both collapse on the bed in laughter. The quick game of cat and mouse leaves both of you panting, and he closes his eyes, blinding reaching out and patting the closest body part he can reach—which just so happens to be your face.

“Don’t worry, Y/N. Someday they’ll invent technology that will make you as pretty as me,” he tries to say soothingly.

You make a face and stick your tongue out, making him quickly retract his offending appendage. “Yeah, and when that day comes, I’ll have to apologize to the entire population.”

“Why do you hate me so much?” he whines, maneuvering so that he’s lying next to you. He loops an arm around yours, curling slightly to embrace it like a pillow. His chin settles into the crook of your shoulder, and you automatically tilt your head so that your own chin rests on top of his. “All I do is tell you the truth.”

“Sometimes I just… sometimes I don’t wanna hear it, Suga,” you say wearily, reverting to your childhood nickname for him.

He swings a leg over yours, knowing the weight comforts you. A comfortable silence stretches between you, until he quietly says, “Jimin asked me why you dance so well.”

You blink at the ceiling. “I didn’t mean for him to find out,” you say.

“I know, Ducky.” It’s an annoying nickname, brought on in high school when he likened your dancing to a duck’s waddle, but it’s grown on you over the years. A hand reaches up and tugs at a lock of your hair. “How’s your back?”

“I still get shooting pains when I’m standing too long,” you answer honestly. “But it didn’t hurt after dancing with Jimin, so maybe it’s getting used to movement again.”

“You should dance more often,” he states.

“And you should write better verses.”

“You should get plastic surgery.”

“You should brush your teeth.”

“You should give me a massage.”

“You should stop drinking so much.”

“You should admit you find Namjoon attractive.”

“You should SHUT THE FUCK UP.”

You aren’t an idiot, you remind yourself in the days that follow. Of course Namjoon is attractive. Every girl in the building is probably already part of his fanclub, and he naturally commands the attention of every room he enters no matter who’s already in it. He’s tall and lean and exceptionally handsome in an off-kilter kind of way—the kind of face and presence that’s difficult to forget even if you try. More often than not you even find yourself jealous of his sense of style, admiring the way he puts his outfits together and complaining to yourself that God just really isn’t fair.

But more than his physical appearance and in spite of yourself, you start to pay more attention to how he interacts with everyone else in the studio. You notice that he always makes the receptionist in the front office laugh when he greets her in the morning, and that he gives the security guard in the lobby a special handshake whenever he sees him. He grows close to Director Bang very quickly, and the other producers he’s consulted with all seem to respect him.

You also notice that he breaks almost everything he comes into contact with—everything from doorknobs to his own glasses, like he doesn’t realize his own strength, or like he lowkey gets excited so easily that his usually graceful movements become brash.

Even when you’re busy, you find yourself noting even his smaller habits, like how he chews on his bottom lip when he’s anxious, or that he subconsciously wears thumb holes into all of his sweaters. In fact, the only time you don’t watch him is during the times you can’t—when he’s holed up in the studio working, or when he leaves to go home.

Yoongi reports, even though you never really ask, that his album is coming together quickly. Whenever he brings up your “boss,” you stare at him blankly to make it clear that you don’t care and simply return to whatever it was you were doing before he started talking.

The days breeze by, and you fall into a comfortable routine. It gets to the point where you can tell what kind of tea he needs in the mornings just by how he’s dressed—he wears black or grey when he’s frustrated or bored, so you give him White Peony to help soothe his nerves; accents of color (usually pink) when he’s in a good mood, so you give him Tie Guan Yin to help keep help sustain it; earth tones when he’s in a fit of melancholy, so you make him Earl Grey to help ground him.

You begin to read his body language and mood shifts so well that he’s stopped telling you what to get him for lunch, and actually allows you to choose for him. He’s as cold and dismissive to you as ever, but over time and continued exposure, you both begin to ease into each other’s presence like it’s a natural part of your day. He slowly begins to trust you more, giving you more and more responsibility in the planning of his debut, and things finally begin to look up.

“Namjoon,” you call, swiping the keycard that lets you into his apartment. “I’m here!”

A quick look around shows you that he isn’t in the kitchen or living room, so you sigh and set down the bag of food on the counter.

“Namjoon?” you call again, slipping your bag off your shoulder and hanging it on the peg he’s assigned you.

“I’m in here!” he calls from the bedroom-turned-home-studio, and you sigh and swipe the extra-large chai latte he requested from the kitchen and make your way over.

“Fuck!” you exclaim, freezing in the doorway at the sight of him standing shirtless in front of his closet. Your mouth falls open in shock, and you gape at him stupidly for a few seconds, trying and failing not to stare at his abs or perfectly toned arms.

“What do you think you’re doing, Y/N?” he exclaims, his voice an octave higher than normal as he pulls the shirt he’s holding closer to his chest, as though to protect his dignity.

The question finally forces you from your shocked state, and your hand automatically snaps up to cover your now-shut eyes with a painful whack. “Ouch!” you complain, rubbing your forehead as you shove his drink in front of you blindly. “When you called I thought you meant you wanted me to bring this to you!” you explain in a rush, feeling your cheeks burn.

Against your will your knees lock together awkwardly, as though it will help alleviate the sudden pool of tension in your lower belly. It’s been a while since you’ve had sex, granted, but holy sex-cuts, seeing a man’s body shouldn’t have this effect on you, let alone his. He’s your boss, you berate yourself furiously. What if he fires you for this?

You hear the rustle of fabric, and sense him walking across the carpeted floor in socked feet closer to you. He takes the drink from you, his fingers grazing yours ever-so-slightly. “I’m decent now,” he informs you, having seemingly recovered from his initial surprise, and you drop your hand but keep your eyes on the floor.

“Sorry,” you mumble before you turn around and march out of the doorway and back to the kitchen, where you place his breakfast burrito on a plate and set it on the counter with his usual condiments. He isn’t far behind you, sipping his drink, looking completely unflustered. If anything, he now looks mildly entertained by your reaction.

“I have those mood boards you wanted me to print,” you tell him as he takes a seat on the barstool across from you.

He nods. “Could you set them up in the living room? I want to see them laid out by concept.”

You mumble an affirmative and head into the adjoining room, glad for the slight reprieve from his presence, if only to collect yourself and will your cheeks to stop burning. You set up the boards as he requested, all possible pegs for his album. He finishes his breakfast quickly and joins you, studying them intently.

“What do you think?” he suddenly asks, making you startle. It’s the first time he’s ever asked you for your opinion, and you blink at him slowly, wondering how, after a very long month, he still manages to surprise you.

You chew on the inside of your cheek, considering how honestly you should answer him before deciding fuck it, the worst he can do is dismiss your opinion, seeing as how you just survived seeing him shirtless and managed to keep your job.

“Well,” you begin tentatively, and point to the first set of pegs. “This one clearly thrives on a lot of old-school hiphop references, but is it really relevant now? I mean, most of the people who listen to your music probably aren’t even old enough to know what you’re referencing, or that it’s meant to be an homage,”

You glance at him, but he’s just nodding, a hand in the pocket of his jeans as he presses the edge of his paper coffee cup to his mouth. “Go on,” he hums.

You turn to the second set and shake your head. “This one is the complete opposite, like someone took a grade schooler’s idea of the year 2000 and wrapped it in tin foil. And I don’t mean in a cool, TLC circa No Scrubs kind of way,”

“Too much Sisqo, not enough Tupac?” he jokes, and it surprises a genuine laugh from you.

“I don’t think anyone but him can rock the metallic silver lipstick, no offense,” you return, and he chuckles.

“And the last one?” he prompts.

“It’s pretty,” you say, after a few moments.

“Pretty?” he repeats, raising an eyebrow.

You grimace. “Yeah, but that’s all it is. It’s missing something, an edge. Something that makes it more than just aesthetically pleasing.” Your eyes dart back to him, all black fabric and lean lines in the soft morning sun filtering in from the floor-to-ceiling windows. “What are you planning to call your album, anyway?”

He returns your gaze, and you straighten your posture at the scrutinizing look in his eyes. “Rap Monster,” he finally answers.

“Rap Monster?” you repeat.

“Yeah, you know, because I am a rap monster. My old StormSound handle used to be ‘rapmon’,” he explains.

Your brain spasms, unable to come up with a reply to that. Instead you say, “Then what these concepts is missing is grit. None of them have that feral, street-smart quality that your verses have.”

“You’ve listened to my songs?”

You shrug, crossing your arms in front of your chest protectively because something about the question suddenly seems too personal. “Just your informal online releases, not a lot of what you’ve been working on for the debut,” you admit. Unable to stop yourself, you add, “I’m more than just a pretty face, you know,” in what you hope is a joking manner, remembering what he told Yoongi and Director Bang the first time you met.

All he says is “hmm,” and you try to brush off your annoyance at his nonchalance.

“So what you’re saying is it should be gritty,” he confirms.

“I’m suggesting,” you say carefully, “that it should be an honest visual representation of the music. All the best hiphop albums have been about things that are real—sex, love, politics, struggle and strife. None of these-” you gesture at the boards. “-reflect any of those things. They don’t reflect your music, and they don’t reflect who you are.”

“Who I am?” he repeats.

“When you started out, how did you imagine yourself as an artist?” you ask him.

He chuckles at that, and runs a hand through his hair, turning away from you. You try not to stare at his throat as he takes another sip of his drink, mulling over the question.

“To be honest, I’ve been dreaming about making it big since I was 9 years old. I imagined myself walking everywhere with a giant spotlight on me, finally standing out of the crowd. Special, you know? Worthy.” He says the last part in a low voice; so low that you can barely hear him, as if he expects you to make fun of him.

Surprising yourself, you don’t make a comment about it being vain. His words are so sincere and the expression on his face is so painfully fucking human that it makes your chest contract.

“Then the album art should be exactly that,” you nod.

He lets out a bark of sudden laughter and turns abruptly back to face you, his eyes widening at the resolute expression on your face. His surprise at your words doesn’t last long, because he quickly schools his features into a neutral expression and takes a long sip of his drink. “I’ll think about it,” he finally says. “Make sure the samples I asked for are loaded onto the blue hard drive at Studio C. I’ll be in at 11.”

Recognizing the dismissal, you nod and make your way to the front door, retrieving your bag as you go. You’re halfway out when he calls out to you again.

“And Y/N?”

“Yes, Namjoon?” you respond, turning around, your hand on the knob, ready to leave.

“Thank you,” he says quietly, but even though his expression looks indifferent, the corners of his eyes are crinkled up, and you know that he’s smiling inside.

Your limbs go numb at the sight, and all you can do is nod.

You let out a long breath when you finally find yourself alone in the elevator, a stupid smile on your face and feeling, surprisingly enough, like your first actual conversation wasn’t a complete disaster.

The camaraderie between you and Namjoon, unfortunately, doesn’t last long. Within a few days he’s back to being an actual, real-life monster instead of a rapping one; berating you for imaginary infractions and acting disappointed with every decision you make. Your reserve of patience is quickly running dry, and even though you hate bitching about things, you find yourself ranting to Yoongi more and more often.

Even though he just shakes his head at you and ignores you for the most part, you feel better for having gotten it off your chest. You also find yourself sneaking into the dance studios more and more often, finding that the only healthy way you can vent out your frustration is through dance.

Saltwater is the cure for everything, you think, remembering one of your favorite quotes. Sweat, tears, and the sea.

Sadly, a visit to the beach was unimaginable on your schedule, and the only tears you want to see are of Namjoon’s suffering, so you start to dance harder and harder, pushing your body to do things you’ve been afraid to try since the doctors declared you physically fit again.

The only bright side to the situation is that thanks to the income that being Namjoon’s babysitter affords you, you’re finally able to pay off your loan from your parents and are even able to take classes again. And because you’re always looking for ways to work off stress, you find yourself writing and making more music than before.

On the day that you do your weekly groceries and can afford food healthier than instant noodles, you feel so overwhelmed you want to cry.

It’s the first time in years that you finally feel like your life is back on track.

To Be Continued

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Distractions pt 3

Pt. 1 || Pt. 2 || Pt. 3 || Pt. 4 || Pt. 5 || Pt. 6  || Pt. 7 || Pt. 8 || Pt.9 || Pt. 10 || Pt. 11 || Pt. 12 || Pt. 13 ||  Pt. 14

Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Not really angst or fluff...I don’t really know

Summary: It was weird seeing him again. It was even weird knowing you’d be working with him, but you kinda had a feeling like it was going to be okay.

Word Count: 1721

Warning: like one use of the f-word...does this really require a warning?

“You wanted to see me?” 

“Ah, Yoongi. Yes, please take a seat.” Yoongi gladly accepted Bang PD’s offer and took a seat in front of his desk, “I wanted to talk to you about something. You see, I owe a friend a favor.”

Psh ‘favor’, Yoongi thought, Bang PD must’ve lost another bet again. He really should stop betting while he’s drunk.

“He needs help with something, and I think you’d be able to provide help.”

“What kind of help?”

“Well, you mentioned how wanted to try to produce for other artists. Since promotions are finished, and Bangtan isn’t working on another album yet, I thought I could give you an opportunity to help produce a song for another group.”

“Group? As in another idol group? Who...”

“You know 2S? The group under Music Box Entertainment?” Of course Yoongi knew, “They need help with a title track, and I offered to allow one of my producers to go do some sort of collaboration. So, how about it?”

Yoongi took in what Bang PD had to say. It was true, BTS wasn’t working on new music yet and he did want to try to produce for another artist. But he didn’t know how to feel about seeing...you. He knew this was a good opportunity to expand his credentials and gain more experience, but was it worth opening up a wound from years ago? 

It must have been worth it. 

“Uh, hello. I’m Min Yoongi of Bangtan Sonyeondan.” He bowed slightly at the five girls in front of him who in return bowed several times. The girls were obviously very excited to see one of their most admired sunbaenims standing in front of them. However, you were a different story. Yeah, you were smiling, but it was more awkward compared to the others’. 

Baek PD came around the aide of the long conference table, approaching Yoongi with a huge smile of joy and surprise,

“Wow, Bang PD said he was going to send over one of his producers...I never thought he’d send you! It’s such an honor.”

Yoongi waved his hands in denial, “Oh, no, no, no...”

“Ah, you don’t have to be so humble!” Baek PD pats the boy on his back, “But, thanks for agreeing to help us out. Why don’t we all take a seat, so we can start discussing the title track.” 

Everybody made their way over to the table but just stood there still in disbelief. Yoongi was right here. Yoongi was standing a few feet away from you. It was different from the time you ran into each other at that music show because now you’d actually have to talk to him...to interact with him. 

“Y/N? Are you going to take a seat...or do you want to stand?” Baek PD asked.

“Oh! Uh, right. Yes, I am going to take a seat...” You sit in the spot you always sat at. It just so happens that it was one seat away from Yoongi, and you thanked the gods that you had Sun-hee sitting in between you two. Seeing and talking to Yoongi was already enough for you, who knew how you’d fare if you had to sit next to him?

The meeting went on with no problems, other than you stealing quick glances at the pale boy who was once your boyfriend. You and the rest of 2S discussed with Yoongi and Music Box’s producers the type of music you guys wanted to make. Every time you stole a glance at him, you could see him quietly taking down notes on his laptop carefully listening to everything that each of the girls, you and Baek PD had to say. Finally, after so many years, you were able to see how he was in his element and you weren’t surprised. You knew he was the hardworking type, but seeing him actually work was such a nice thing to see. Sure, you didn’t want to see him. He made you cry. He made you insecure after your break up. He made you think, was I not good enough? But now, when you tried so hard to tell yourself not to feel anything towards him, you were feeling happy to know that he was where he wanted to be. He’s fulfilling his dream, and now you were fulfilling yours. Maybe working with him wasn’t going to be so bad.

“Okay, I think I have what I need. I’ll work with the producers and we’ll come up with some sort of demo in the next few days.” Yoongi stands and shakes Baek PD’s hand. He leaves with the other producers to get started on the song, but he doesn’t go without looking at you one last time. Your eyes lock for only a split second, but you could sense some sort of feeling in his eyes. It was a feeling you couldn’t read.

Yoongi came back to the dorms later that night. Kicking off his shoes, he entered the apartment and just goes into his room to finish writing the lyrics to 2S’ title track. His mind was racing with the picture of you bowing with your members greeting him earlier. You still looked like the same you that he broke up with, except now you looked more mature. You looked great. You looked happy. He wondered if you would be happy if he had stayed with you, if he hadn’t broken things off. 

Brushing those thoughts aside, he opened up an old notebook that he always kept for writing lyrics on the go and flips through the pages to see if anything would be useful, but stops when he gets to a certain page. Sometimes he’d glue things in his notebook. Anything that would give him inspiration he would put into this notebook, and on that particular page was a small wallet sized photo of you. His thumb glided across the image of your face.

“Hyung.” Yoongi jumped in his seat and quickly closed the notebook before Jimin could see,

“Jimin, you scared the fuck out of me. Can’t you at least knock?” The younger came in, rubbing the back of his head,

“Sorry, hyung. I just had a question...” He took a seat on Yoongi’s bed, “So my solo song I wrote for the WINGS album did pretty good...and I was wondering...I was wondering if I could help out writing another song...” 

Yoongi nods without hesitation. He wanted Jimin to explore his capabilities and if he wanted to write another song, then why not?

“Of course you can, Jiminie. Actually...” he thought to himself, should I tell him about this collab? It might be a good experience for him. 

He remembered that image of Jimin getting all giddy when you had mentioned him in that interview. He wasn’t so sure if he wanted to reveal that he was collaborating with your company to produce a song for your group which Jimin happened to like. 

“What, hyung?”

It is just one song...not like he’s going to sing with them...It’s not like he’s going to see you...

“...uh, well Bang PD gave me a project...and...uh well I have to write this song, you can help if you want.” Yoongi wasn’t lying. He was indeed writing a song, he just didn’t say who for. 

“Really! Wah, thank you hyung!” Yoongi couldn’t help but smile at his dongsaeng’s adorableness. He had Jimin pull over a chair and shared with him the notes he jotted down during the meeting. Yoongi enjoyed working with Jimin. They always played off of each other’s ideas very well, and soon enough the two of them writes an entire chorus and two verses within a course of only an hour. All that was left was the bridge, which Yoongi said he’d take care of. 

“Hyung, I got a question.”

“Yeah?”

“This song...it doesn’t really sound like something we would sing...is this not for Bangtan?” Jimin gestured to the computer screen that displayed all the freshly written lyrics. 

“Oh...well...I just wanted to experiment a little, you know?” Yoongi was glad to see Jimin nod his head as he bought his hyung’s excuse.

“Y/N-ah, do you mind passing me the cotton balls? They’re in the drawer to the left over there.” Sun-hee pointed to the dresser in your shared room. You were in bed comfortably rewatching your performances from your debut period, and so you groaned when your roommate asked for a simple favor,

“C’mon, Y/N-ah...pleeeeease? For your favorite unnie?” You could never deny Sun-hee’s puppy dog eyes, so you unwillingly got up from your comfortable position and grabbed the bag of fluffy cotton balls from the drawer. You hand the bag to Sun-hee who’s on the floor giving herself a pedicure,

“Thank you!” She giggled as you slumped back into your bed. She found it especially amusing when you continued to snuggle yourself deeper in the bed,

“What’s so funny, unnie?”

“Nothing. What do you think of Suga sunbaenim.” You stop rustling in bed. Your members loved talking about senior groups that they liked, but the sudden mention of Yoongi caught you off guard,

“W-what do you mean...”

“Mm, well I saw the way he was looking at you earlier during the meeting.” Luckily you were covered with the pile of blankets covering you so that she couldn’t see the flustered look on your face,

“He was...looking at me?”

“What? Don’t tell me you didn’t notice Y/N-ah. I saw him stealing small glances at you...hmmmm....maybe somebody has a little crush.” Sun-hee squealed as she got up to poke at you,

“Oh, shut up unnie. I’m pretty sure that you’re just over analyzing the situation.” You told yourself that, but you couldn’t help but hope that perhaps he was looking at you. 

“Whatever, Y/N-ah. I’m just saying...if an opportunity comes your way...” you took a pillow and threw it at Sun-hee who manages to catch it before it hits her in the face, “Yah!” She laughed as she began to commence in an intense pillow fight with you. You didn’t care if she whacked you in the face, as long as it got her mind away from the thought of Yoongi. It must’ve worked because Sun-hee didn’t mention one word about him for the rest of the night, but you, on the other hand, couldn’t get Yoongi out of your mind.

A/N: sorry that this part kinda just felt like filler...but it sorta was...but hopefully the next part will be exciting

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