Yoongi was very excited today. You can not usually tell what mood Yoongi is in, but today, I saw two strands of his hair stand erect, which means he's very thrilled about something.
I hope it's something related to the songwriting process or a fat paycheck. It's his turn to buy me dinner so that paycheck will come in handy, too.
"Aren't you gonna ask me why I'm so excited?" Yoongi asks me in his best adorable tone. I shake my head, and he goes into contemplation mode.
"I'm gonna guess internally then ask you."
"How long is it gonna take?" He was on the verge of losing his patience.
"Maybe half an hour, I need to gather some possibilities and then strain out the ones which sound impossible at the moment."
"..... I found ₩800 on the road today."
"Okay? What does that have to do with anything?"
"That.... is the reason why I'm excited."
I blink at him in utter disbelief.
"You cheapskate!" I smack my forehead. Why did I even have such high expectations? What did I think was going to come out of this?
"You didn't even get to the most thrilling part of this all!"
"What?" I ask in a very dull tone.
"I didn't get caught either!"
"Even if you did, they must've let it slide because they might have thought that you're dirt poor if you're getting excited over ₩800."
"Oh yeah?" He starts getting defensive. "You're a sour puss because it's me who's getting the extra money."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night."
"Nothing helps me sleep at night," he speaks dramatically, looking off into the distance.
"Same, I'm always going on a trip to the toilet in the middle of the night because of the excessive amount of coffee intake."
Now he looks at me in disbelief.
"I meant as in the pent-up stress inside me." He clarifies.
"It's the same! My bladder has pent-up stress inside it, too.. which I need to release at some point!" I argue back, "and my bladder is inside me!"
"Okay, okay, point taken... are you happy now?"
"No, I'm not! I'm gonna have to go through the same routine today and tomorrow and in the upcoming days as well!" I cry out, "how much can a bladder take?"
"A lot, if you've ever held your pee in throughout the entire school day, you'd know."
"Wow, if that ain't the truth! Did you hold your pee because you hated going to the unsanitary toilets?"
"You know it."
"We're so similar, Yoongi!" I clap my hands together, "that is so messed up!"
"Yeah... wait, what?"
"I can't believe we're so similar. It makes me feel icky!"
"You should feel proud that you share similar traits as mine."
"No... I can't feel proud about that. Sorry, that's one thing I can't do."
"Can you find ₩800 on the road?"
"Nope, I find more than that."
"How much?"
"...."
"Come on."
"₩890."
"Hah! As if that's any better! You've got to admit that we're both the same. We're like two peas in a pod, whether you like it or not!"
"Hey, that rhymed!"
"Oh damn– it really did!"
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✑ 2 bored songwriters | m.yg ✑
Fanfictionintertwined like vines embracing pillars, they were the 2 bored songwriters. [reader insert] [gender neutral]