Chapter 3- Friends

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(ITNSJFJSBDSJ .... I'm JUST now realizing how much the lyrics to the link above mean to me and i don't listen to this song often but anyways it's a pretty song!!!! :D )

"Were you the boy I saw yesterday at the dance studio?"

Yoongi's POV

I laid frozen, but was not in shock. Sighing, I knew that I'd have to admit it eventually.

"Y-yes." I stuttered.

"I knew it." He said quietly.

"I'm sorry for being such a stalker.." I turned my head away from him, embarrassed.

He rolled his eyes at the sudden doubt that was in no ways true. I flinched at the sudden movement as he put his arm around my shoulder but hesitantly accepted it nonetheless.

"No I don't. Now that I know, can you at least tell me why? Well, maybe tomorrow, I'm tired." He yawned. I found it oddly the slightest bit cute.

"Okay." I replied, closing my eyes.

"Goodnight." Jimin mumbled.

"goodnight."

Narrators POV

It was probably the most magical and entrancing Saturday mid-morning the two boys could wake up to in the middle of spring. With the help of the sun glaring in their eyes as a blinding spotlight coming from the hole in the ceiling.

Both of their Eyes laid wide open looking everywhere but each other, neither one bothering to gain the strength to get up just yet. Once their faces met, literally a couple inches apart, they both allowed themselves to get lost in each other's eyes until they realized it became awkward.

Jimin broke their contact with a wide eye smile, then stood up, suddenly finding a reasonable amount of space on the stage that wasn't covered in dust to sit down and stretch.

"Do you know how to dance?" Jimin simply asked.

Yoongi scoffed, "do i!" He said rather sarcastically, getting up and doing an embarrassing move he came up with once.

Jimin burst out laughing, "I'll take that as a no then."

Yoongi pouted then sat down at the piano bench, watching Jimin stretch while fidgeting  with his sleeves.

"Can you rap?" He asked.

"No, but I can sing." Jimin stopped stretching for a second to hum a tune of what Yoongi was playing last night.

He then continued stretching as if it was nothing while Yoongi sat there amazed, but didn't really bother to say much else, he couldn't think of anything to say.

"Play something for me." Jimin asked.

"Oki" Yoongi replied in a childish voice, beginning to allow his fingers flow across the keyboard as the music created his feelings.
Yoongi was caught between looking at the piano and looking at Jimin.

The most beautiful things he's ever seen.

Hours passed until they gave up on playing and dancing, when Jimin remembered.

"Oh, Hyung, I forgot to tell you,"

"Hm?"

"You still left your backpack at the studio, I'll go get it for you."

"Really! Ah I forgot!! Uhh..Thanks so much Jimin! Just don't look through it, ok?"

"Ok."

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By the time Jimin had gotten to the studio, the sun was just barely on the top of the horizon. Grabbing the backpack, he decided to also bring food since he and Yoongi hadn't eaten all day. So he stopped by at a convenience store to buy water bottles, wrapped  sandwiches, and candy.

Putting the food in the backpack, he left without paying (rebellious little child) and made it back to the theater in a short jog.

He smiles as he sees Yoongi sitting on the piano bench writing music.

"Hey." He starts off, putting the bag on the ground and sitting next to him.

"Hey."

Jimin unzips the bag and gives one of the sandwiches and water bottles to Yoongi. He eyes him suspiciously.

"Did you steal these?" He asked, unwrapping the sandwich.

"Yep!" Jimin proudly replied.

Yoongi giggled. They continued talking until the sun came down, camping out the whole weekend in the theatre. Unfortunately, Sunday night came, and they parted their ways to different homes.

They learned about each other that their parents were very similar, too busy about their jobs that they are hardly ever home.

Either way, both of them couldn't wait to see each other again.

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No motivation and not enough words or whatever, oh wells.  lettuce hope the next chapter will be more interesting!

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