Your POV:
The next day, I and Namjoon left the boys with their cleaning. He drove us to a coffee shop with private rooms, so he could be comfortable and no one would scream and ask for a photo, except the waitress that almost fainted when we arrived and then kept shooting daggers with her eyes at me until her manager notice and send a guy to serve us instead.
We ate breakfast there and the whole time was filled with awkward silence or awkward conversations. We asked about each other's music and work and when I said I was having problems with my lyrics he offered to help as well. I took my notebook out of my bag to show him the unfinished song I was working on. As I found the page I was greeted with a surprise, the song was complete, but was missing the title.
"Did you ask for Yoongi's hyung help? It's his handwriting." Namjoon asked looking over my shoulder.
"Actually I did, but I never thought he would write a phrase after. He wrote the whole song." I was astonished.
"He does that from time to time. Sometimes inspiration hits him and he writes three songs in one day. Then he crumples the paper and throw it somewhere in the room until Jin finds it and give it to me so I can keep it"
I was still in a daze, looking at the beautiful lyrics.
"It's missing the title though, but I'm afraid I might ruin his work if I choose the wrong one"
"He chose the title. Dead Leaves" He pointed at some underlined words "For some reason he never put it in display, unless he can't find the perfect word in the song"
"I will give it to him"
"He won't accept it" He said and rested on the backrest of the chair "He wrote it for you. If we wanted he would've ripped the paper out of the notebook"
We stood there in silence. I was still gazing at the page.
"You're making him act weird" Namjoon said after some time "In the beginning he was being mean because of Taehyung, but now he just gravitates towards you whenever you are in the room. I don't think he senses it but he gets nervous habits when you are out of his sight. It's just small things that an outsider wouldn't notice, but we live with him so we can see the changes in his behavior"
"And is it good or bad?" I asked. Namjoon giggled.
"Good"
We fell silent again.
"And what should I do with this information?" I asked. He giggled again.
"Nothing, if you don't want to".
"But what if I do?" I had to ask.
"Well I don't know. What do girls do when they think a guy like's them?"
"I don't know either. I've never liked a guy before" His eyes widened.
"You've never liked anyone? Like no one?" I shook my head.
"No"
"Well, that changes everything, and I probably have to do something that I really don't wanna, but friendship comes first" He rested his elbows on his knees, coming closer to me "Do you think you like him?" His question caught me out of guard.
"Li-Like him?" I stuttered.
"Yes like, feelings, blushing and stuff" Then I blushed.
"I don't know, I don't think so. It's too soon" I complained and dropped my head on the table to hide my flustered cheeks.
"Maybe it is. If your feelings changes then come talk to me"
"I don't trust you, you will tell him"
"(Y/N) I'm hurt. I wouldn't tell him anything" I lifted my head.
"You guys are best friends" I accused him.
"That doesn't mean that I tell him all my conversations with other people"
"But this one is different"
"Different how?"
"Just, just different" He lightly laughed.
"I solemnly swear that I won't tell him anything" I glared at him "Pink promise" He extended his pinky.
"Pink promise" I said and took his pinky with mine.
Author's Note:
Sorry, this one is a bit short but I'm tired.
Song: BTS - Lie
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