Your voice is very beautiful

2

Yoongi's friends came to his apartment to get drunk again. They don't look as happy now as they did yesterday, but Jungkook, the "You better listen to me" man, looks great, happily sipping juice from a glass.

"God, I feel so fucking sick," moans Yoongi, putting the frozen meat to his forehead, "Why have we gotten shit-faced yesterday?"

Taehyung sits at the table and looks somewhere into the void, as if he is not right here now. He's not listening to Yoongi at all. 

"Oh, guys, really, why?" Jungkook snorts, then smirks as he adjusts his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Shut up you punk, I feel sick even without your voice," Min grumbles.

"How much did we drink yesterday?" Taehyung asks. His eyes are bulging, but they are looking at one point, known only to him.

"Don't," Hoseok wheezes, rolling from back to side and then falling to the floor, "Fuck..."

"Do you remember anything from yesterday?" Jungkook asks.

Yoongi, despite the headache, smiles slyly, and then says:

"I only remember their kiss," he points his finger at Taehyung and then at Hoseok, who shows no signs of life on the floor.

Taehyung suddenly shifts his gaze to Yoongi. You can see from his face that he wants to say a lot now, starting with "shut the fuck up" and ending with "I don't drink anymore."

Hoseok sighs loudly. Now he is lying on his stomach, it is not very pleasant for him, but he cannot get up.

"And I remember," Jungkook begins, "how you called an unknown number yesterday and seemed to want to call back today."

Yoongi frowns, remembering calling some prankster.

"Do you think it makes sense?" He asks the only adequate person among them.

"Maybe."

"And how am I supposed to call please? I don't even know his number."

Jungkook sighs: "I don't know, hyung... Maybe you can look at the call history?" — and then smiles contentedly.

"Well," Yoongy tries hard not to curse, "clever fuck," he looks for the phone and finds it on the windowsill.

Sighing and finding the same number, Yoongi finds himself in a stupor. He's not sure if he needs it all.

"Call," Maknae demands.

Min sighs, and then clicks on yesterday's number, followed by a call. This guy puts the phone to his ear and waits.

"Hello?"

"Morning," Yoongi rubs his forehead cold because of meat, and then looks at the wall clock: the time is 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Yes, they spent their time pretty well.

"Hello. Excuse me, who are you?"

Min completely forgot the guy's name.

"I called last night and I was singing."

"Yea-ah, right". The voice on the phone is high and very pleasant.

"Honestly, I don't know why I'm calling today. Perhaps to apologize?"

"Put it on a loud one, idiot!" Jungkook whispers and Yoongi immediately does it.

"You shouldn't have apologized, Yoongissi." Min is surprised that the stranger knows his name, "Sorry for the impudence, but how old are you? I just don't know if I can call you hyung."