A Helping Hand | MYG & KTH

24 ~ Uncovering The Truth

"Sound like a plan?" I confirm with my brother, content expression on my face as I await his answer. He lets out a heavy sigh at this before nodding, not seeming overly thrilled by all of this but refusing to back down as well.

"Good. Now go hang out with the others until you're all ready for bed. I don't imagine you'll all be up for too much longer since we got our evening moving late to begin with." I suggest with a small smile. He takes another deep breath at this before pushing himself up to stand, and I wait for him to leave and close the door behind himself before turning back around to my desk so that I can begin getting more work done.

Though, I don't have the chance to so much as pick my pen up before there's another knock on my door, and I refrain from groaning as I let my head fall backwards in frustration. I suck it up though, knowing I don't get to maintain the attitude I do everywhere else as I drag myself to my feet and shuffle over to the door. I'm almost surprised when I find Yoongi at the door, my expression curious as I open the door wider to welcome him in. He gives me a small smile at this, though I can tell he's nervous about something or another when it quickly drops off again. I don't say anything yet though, making sure the door is closed before heading back to my seat at my desk.

"And what can I assist you with this evening?" I ask lightly, watching the way it brings his smile back briefly before he's ducking his head.

"I, uh, I looked you up online today like you suggested." Yoongi mumbles out, glancing up at me a few times. I look away from him momentarily at this, eyebrow quirking at the news. I have no idea just what exactly all he's gotten himself into, and I don't know how to feel about that.

"I presume you have questions regarding what you've found?" I question, tone not nearly as bright as it originally had been. He purses his lips at this as he looks back up at me, smile no longer to be found as he nods.

"Ask away." I tell him, not entirely looking forward to this conversation. I can only hope it's better things that he's wanting to ask about, but I know how much shit there is online as well.

"You have a lot more on your plate outside of the seven of us, don't you? More than what you've let onto before?" Yoongi asks softly, and I don't entirely know where he's coming from. I won't tread lightly though, deciding to be honest with him. There's no point to lie when I've been caught out.

"I do. What exactly is it all that you think I have going on outside of here?" I counter quietly, curiously to see where he's going to go with this. He nods in response to my answer though, not looking up at me any longer.

"I was looking into some of your works. You told us about Elemental and that you help some other bands. You didn't say you write and compose entire albums and choreograph entire tours for several other bands though, or that you're also a solo artist on top of being in Elemental. You didn't say anything about what position you hold in your band, that you're the leader as well as the lead rapper and dancer of the band. You said you were at work today, but you haven't mentioned the fact that you've not graduated yet, that you're still in school." Yoongi breathes out, seeming nervous as he glances back up at me from his hands in his lap.

I hum lightly at this, pursing my lips as I nod. He's right, I never said a word about any of it. When I told them what I do and what all I have on my plate outside of this house, I intentionally kept it as vague as I could and gave as little detail as possible.

"You would be right. I never said anything about any of that. Does that bother you?" I respond, surprised to not be feeling overly cornered at the moment. He bites his lower lip at this, thinking for a moment before shaking his head.

"I don't think bother is the right word. I'm worried about you though." Yoongi mutters, not seeming too content with his own word choice. I merely nod in return, lips pursed as I let his words settle.