✑ 2 bored songwriters | m.yg ✑

track 7: role model

I felt Yoongi's eyes on me the entire time I was scribbling down some lyrics. At first it was funny but it's starting to concern me now.

"I didn't steal your tangerine," I joke, hoping that he'll look away, but that intensified his gaze even more.

"You've been having an extra marital affair," he says, leaning towards my face, "haven't you?"

I purse my lips, wondering where Yoongi hit his head this time?

"Elaborate," I request, dropping my pen. I sit comfortably, paying all my attention to the man who dared to put such a ruthless allegation against me.

"I saw you hanging out with Namjoon yesterday," he crosses his arms. A small smile appears on his face, which means he's ready to waste time.

We're gonna perform an Indian daily soap here, it seems. I'm down, I'm down.

"He's just a friend," I defend myself, "you would know what hanging out with a friend meant if you had any."

"Trying to sabotage me when it's you having eyes for other men while you're still married to ME?!" He slams his hands on the table, "what is it that he has that I happen to lack?"

"Height."

"You—"

"It was too much, okay?" I cry, breathing heavily. "I needed to detach myself from the never-ending household chore, and I found solace in him!"

"You found shoelace in him?!?" He rages, I desperately try not to break character. "I've put my life on the line to provide you with endless luxuries.... and this is how you repay me?!?"

"You gave me limeade when I wanted lemonade! If you can't even bother to remember my likes, then why should I spare you my time?"

"You greedy animal!" He clutches his heart, "what does he give you that I don't?"

"Lemonade!" I burst into tears.

"Dammit!" He pinches the bridge of his nose in agitation.

The door to Yoongi's studio busts open, revealing a concerned Namjoon. He stares at us in worry, making us stare back at him.

"You guys alright?" He makes sure, "I heard you guys shouting."

"We're cool," Yoongi reassures, his normal voice returning back.

"We were just fooling around." I added, making Yoongi nod. I swear I could hear Namjoon mutter, "What's new?" But I didn't pay it any notice because indeed, what's new?

"Alright then, I'll take my leave." He starts to close the door on his way out, but Yoongi interrupts him.

"Hey Namjoon," he says, diverting Namjoon's attention back to him.

"Yeah?"

"I love you...." Yoongi adds, "bro. "

"Thank you, hyung. Love you too." He had a confused expression on his face. He smiles and then closes the door behind him awkwardly.

The room was silent, and Yoongi then turned to me.

"He's a great guy."

"Told you so."

"Everybody likes him. He's so respected. I can see why." Yoongi speaks. "He's very versatile and an all-rounder, an organised person."

"Ohh, he's NOT organised... let me tell you that." I loved Namjoon, but he was a box of clumsiness.

Instead of answering, Yoongi goes blank at my answer.

"What?" I ask. What did I do wrong this time?

"So you have been cheating behind me! How do you know he's unorganised?"

"The entire building knows!"

"Judas!"

"I want a divorce!"