favorite flower; yoonjin

12.

{1:34 pm}

It was a quiet night as usual after yoongi had finished his nightly routine and gotten into bed. The warmth of being half-naked and under warm blankets in his cold apartment really hit the spot after a long day of working on his music. His eyes were heavy once his head hit the pillow. The smell of clean sheets, soft buzz of the air con above almost lulled him right then and there.

"Yoongi-hyung?"

Ah shit.

Yoongi didn't have the energy to speak so he chose not to.

"Y..yoongi-hyung?" The voice whispered.

"Mm-what?," he harshly whispered back.

"Have you ever thought about the future?"

"Namjoon-ah, i'm tired as hell. I don't have time or energy for deep thoughts right now."

"But.. i can't stop thinking about this." he can hear the honesty in the others voice by how slow he was talking. Yoongi opened his eyes to only see darkness before him, the shadow of the swaying window curtains against the wall he faced being the only thing visible. The silence was just enough to tell the younger to continue.

"D-don't you ever imagine us, me and you, rapping on a stage in front of millions of people?"

The room was quiet. It was always quiet at night for the two, but it was also the time of day, or rather night, where the youngest's mind was running at full speed so god damn late in the day. Yoongi had stopped breathing for a moment because yes, of course he has. Everyday he'd imagine him and namjoon meeting new people way bigger than themselves, shaking hands with legends in big cities. Touring from country to country giving back what they love and receiving love for doing that. He often visions something that is so far out their reach.

"Why are you asking me that, namjoon-ah?"

Namjoon shuffled around in his bed to get more comfortable.

"'Cause i want know that my partner has the same dreams that i do."

The older can feel namjoon's eyes on his back so he slowly turns around to find the younger looking at him. His eyes are hard to read, he can faintly the hints of full desire, but not in the way that everyone describes it. It's different this time. Totally different.

Yoongi is trying hard to describe it himself but it's too late for him to feel this way. Namjoon loved music as much as yoongi did, every since they met during a rapping competition a few years ago. Yoongi doesn't know what he'd do if namjoon had just added another verse.

"Kid, it's 1 in the morning. Go to sleep."

Namjoon chuckled softly before saying a goodnight, and turning back around to face his side of the shared room. Yoongi didn't respond.

He fell asleep after hearing quiet snores across from him.

a/n: im sorry again for changing everything

ily ok bye !! ❣️🐰