Yoongi snored softly at his seat as students poured into the room. Music production class started as it did every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
The professor arrived and greeted the class. "I'll be giving the assignment for the final today as planned," he said. "It's going to be a little bit easier this semester, since the minimum of singers or rappers is one. Next semester you'll be working with a singer and a rapper."
Yoongi stirs before waking up. The professors voice echoing in the room made a great alarm clock.
"I've put each of your names into a bowl and the vocal and rapping students will come by and pick one one of your names at random. Once you have your partner, you are free to leave and discuss the assignment."
Yoongi sat up, a pained expression etched into his features as he listened. He grew more and more anxious seeing all the performers from other classes fill the front of the room.
"The assignment is, produce a song of your own for your partner to perform on stage for the schools annual concert. You have two months to do so. You will be grade on the flow, how well-suited the song is to your partner, the score, lyrics, and the song itself."
Yoongi gritted his teeth as the first person drew a name. He was only a little relived each time it wasn't him...but then it happened.
"Min Yoon-gi..?" Yoongi raises his hand staring down at the desk. He soon felt a presence next to him and turned his head to see a hand held out for him to shake it.
"Hello, Min Yoongi. I'm Kim Tahyung." Yoongi looked up at his face to be bombarded by the most ridiculously dressed male he has ever seen in real life with an awkward looking smile.
Yoongi snorts and almost laughs out, almost. Taehyung purses his lips before grabbing Yoongi's hand and shaking it.
"What's so funny about hand-shaking?" Taehyung sat back in his seat. "So should we talk about about the assignment or just ditch?"
Yoongi furrowed his brows and fiddled with his thumbs.
"So....hmm?" Taehyung shrugged his shoulders before trying to figure Yoongi out.
Yoongi nods confusing Taehyung and he gets up to leave. "Hey, Yoongi...hyung? You're just going to leave?"
Yoongi stopped and turned around walking back to Taehyung. "Oh? Did you forget something?"
Yoongi stood in front of a seated Taehyung and pulls on the fabric of his jacket for him to get up.
"What? You want me to come?" Yoongi nods. Taehyung chuckles then stands up to follow Yoongi out of the room. Almost everyone left already anyway.
"Hyung, can I call you hyung?" Taehyung asked. And Yoongi nods, hesitating, then shakes his head instead.
He used to call him that.
"Okay Yoongi it is." They both walked in silence after that and Taehyung found himself wondering about Yoongi. 'Why doesn't he talk?'
"Yoongi, you don't talk much do you? Why is that?" Yoongi knew he was going to say that at some point, but he ignores him for now. "Oh, I see...the silent treatment."
Taehyung chuckles to himself thinking of how to make Yoongi talk. He figured he was just shy, and wanted him to come out of his shell. At least for the assignment.
"Yoongi, are you ticklish?" Taehyung asked. Yoongi shook his head no trying to keep a straight face and not look so nervous. "Dang it."
After Taehyung said that Yoongi made sure he was at least two feet in front of him as they walked at all times."
"Are we going to your house?" Yoongi shook his head. Taehyung groaned annoyed. "Okay then where?"
Yoongi put his finger to his lips for Taehyung to shut up, but Taehyung couldn't help but focus on his lips.
"Uh, Yoongi. Do you have a girlfriend?" Yoongi stopped suddenly at the question causing Taehyung to bump into him, and he almost falls on the ground had not it been for Taehyung's delayed reflexes.
He wrapped his arms around his waist and held him against his own body, the position making Taehyung quickly pull Yoongi up before anything weird down south happened.
"Yoongi, you shouldn't stop so abruptly next time....Yoongi?
Yoongi balled his fists as a blush spread across his cheeks. His gaze was on the ground so Taeyung wouldn't see his face as he pushed him away and started walking again.
Taehyung didn't know whether to take that as 'get lost' or 'stop asking personal questions', but to be safe he kept following Yoongi until he entered a small café.
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