Yoongi blinked as he felt a ray of sunlight hit his left eye, making it too uncomfortable to sleep. Time to wake up. He groaned as he sat up.The room was empty; if Jin was up then probably, the other members had already woken up too. He flopped back onto the pillow with a content grunt.
Today was the first day of relaxation after the concert. They had two weeks before they were required to begin rehearsals and practice again. Jungkook and Jimin were going on dates with Daye and Eunji respectively, even though they insisted it was only to familiarise them with the area. Girls, huh? For the first time in two years, he allowed himself to recall a couple of memories of her.
"Ah, Yoongi hyung. You're awake!" Namjoon burst into the room. Yoongi was surprised the door didn't fly off the hinges. He sat up and ran a hand through his hair.
"What's up?"
"We're going out."
"All of us? Aren't Jungkookie and Jiminnie out already?"
"No, I mean the rest of us. Well, you, me, Tae, and Hobi hyung. Jin hyung wants to go to an art exhibit that's closing today." His leader informed him.
"Just because those two met some pretty girls and hit it off, doesn't mean that we have to mope about. And anyway, we might have more fun than them so . . ." Yoongi nodded as Namjoon trailed off and pushed himself off of his warm bed. I will see you later, he thought to it. Getting ready, he put on his favourite snap-back to finish off his outfit and a sudden memory flashed at him.
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It was hot. Really, really hot, but he didn't care. His team were about to have a full on battle with Jae-Hwa's team. Yes, there were really great rappers in their team but none of them had his slayer. The aforementioned bounded up to him and twisted his snap-back so that the brim was facing backwards."To show them that we mean business, right?" She grinned at him. Yoongi found himself mirroring the expression. Though most underground rappers kept to themselves, they liked to challenge each other once or twice per year to check each others' and their own progress.
Trust her to mess about at the biggest underground rap battle of the year, where all ten to twenty members of a team faced each other off in a hardcore lyrical challenge. As if reading his mind, she lightly punched his shoulder.
"I understand the situation. I just don't want to freak out. You know I like my flow to be smooth, not choppy." She motioned a smooth wave, then a choppy one to exemplify her point. They both turned as the opposing team came in yelling and cheering. Yoongi tensed. She linked their hands together and bit her lip thoughtfully.
"Let's play a game." Yoongi turned his head to face her. He could already feel the smile tugging at his lips.
"When either of us face off with ol' prosperity over there, we have to incorporate a word that we chose for each other." Yoongi's smile was in full gummy force now. He started,
"If you say 'flour' . . ."Then you'll say eggs."
"Why?"
"Everybody knows that if you want a delicious carb, the eggs and flour are key. They make the dough-"
"And the dough makes the dough." They finished together, fist bumping each other. She always played this game to get him focused. Strange, but it worked. They bounced as a beat with a heavy bass began to play.
It would start off simple, but the beat would get faster, or slower. It would be tricky to rap fluidly with such unpredictable rhythms, but as he absorbed the energy that started pouring off of the others and off of her, he realised that he'd be able to go with it. Smiling, he grabbed a microphone and switched it on. He was ready.
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a lesson in endearment | bts
Fiksi PenggemarA series of stories in which a group of young men are brought together by varying circumstances and a certain young lady Based loosely on BTS World and ths HYYH Trailers *~*~*~*~* ALL SPELLING MISTAKES AND GRAMMATICAL ERRORS WILL BE CORRECTED WHEN...