✅COMPLETED✅
❤HIGHEST RANKING(S): #1 on btssmut, #2 on yoongixoc, #46 on agustd, #4 on kpopsmut
{ "TOUCH HER AGAIN....AND YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD!" the man in the black hoodie yelled at the top of his lungs. I recognized that voice...no it can't be. My d...
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I stood outside the door of the studio where the piano was. Usually Yoongi never closes the door. I could hear Yoongi's voice and I leaned against the door.
"Hey ho I don't give a shit When you're busy being a moron I will simply bury you alive in the grave You dug out yourself Hey ho you can't handle me You wasted rappers should be grateful That I'm an idol"
Yoongi's voice sounded intense. I went to turn the handle of the door and I could feel someone standing behind me.
"I wouldn't open that door right now if I were you Soo-Yin." Namjoon said. I turned around and glanced at him.
"Why?" I whispered. "He told me to be here for a piano lesson before we all go out tonight."
"Just give him a few minutes. He hasn't actually rapped in quite some time. It's nice to hear him rap again." Namjoon said. Then, all of a sudden, Yoongi's rap grew louder louder.
"A to the G to the U to the STD A to the G to the U to the STD A to the G to the U to the STD Sending listeners to Hong Kong with my rap My tongue technology"
Namjoon and I stood there and listened. Namjoon smiled and shook his head, almost as if he was in disbelief.
"He's coming back, little by little." Namjoon said to himself. He then looked at me and smirked. "Also, Lu-Shi said she'd have an outfit for you to wear out tonight. Is Yoongi coming with us?"
Before I could answer, the studio door swung open. Namjoon and I just stared as Yoongi stood in the doorway. He was sweaty and breathing heavy. My heart started to pound.
"Leader-nim," Yoongi breathed heavily. "Didn't Kookie already tell you?! I'm not going...you know it's not my thing."
Namjoon just sighed and shook his head, turned around and walked back towards the den where the rest of the guys were. Yoongi then shot his eyes over to me and glared at me. I swallowed hard. Then, I felt Yoongi's hand wrap around my wrist. He pulled me towards him, slightly tightening his grip.
"You're late," Yoongi growled as he pulled me into the studio and closed the door.
"Well I would've been on time if you weren't--" I paused. I knew that he knew that I was outside the door the entire time. I just stopped myself from saying anything else.
"If I wasn't what?" Yoongi said as he let go of my wrist. "Trust me, I knew you were outside that door. I saw the handle turn slightly."
All I could do was stare at him. His face lightly glossy with sweat. His neck and collarbone beaded with sweat.
I can only imagine what his abs look like right now. Snap out of it Kim Soo-Yin! Come on! Come to your senses!
