Money | Sope , Yoonseok

💰17 dollar💰

Ugh..why'd he cancel our date..?

I whined leaning back on the super fluffy sofa ,, This wasn't okay. hoseok said he felt sick ,, I get it but..I was going to get him and I matching rings tonight.

Sucks.

I look at the tv once again paying attention to one of my liked movies ‘ M.I.B ’ I was in my shorts ,, just laying around with a loose ass shirt on.

Something told me that hoseok was lying to me.

I roll my eyes ,, I pull out my phone and transfer 3k in his bank account.
We have been on 3 days ,, and I think it's time I give him some part of the promised money.

I look at the clock ,, it worried me. I wanted to be with hoseok not just stuck here and– woah that alien look fuckin' cool.

Wait ,, yoongi pay attention.

I walk to to my gainto room and scoot to my work desk.

I start working on yet another track for my album
‘ Agust D-2 ’ well yeah. I am pretty popular in Seoul in both ways ,, by the money my father has as well as a masked composer and producer.

Hoseok likes my music right?

I tap my pen on my computer ,, Why dont I write a song for him?

No No I can't sing..

But he'll love it ,, his favorite composer singing for him. Good idea ,, i them start writing and scribbling in my notebook.