ults - taekook

five

CHAPTER FIVE — LYRICS

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"WHAT DO you think about this?" Yoongi slipped the piece of paper over to Jimin who read the writing over, nodding in approval.

He replied simply. "I like it" A smile played at his lips, eyes disappearing a little behind his big cheeks. "Where did you get the inspiration from? This seems pretty... Personal. Don't you think?"

Jimin was smart. Maybe a little too smart. "I've watched enough romcoms to know what heartbreak looks like, Jimin" Yoongi replied, snatching the paper back and placing it on the table infront of him. "Male and female meet, aren't supposed to like eachother, magically fall in love but don't tell eachother, one breaks the others heart by ignoring their feelings, yada yada - it's always a happy ending in the end though,  right?

"For some" He shrugged, popping a slice of celery into his mouth.

Yoongi sighed. "So? Does it portray the emotions of a heart broken man well enough?"

Jimin shrugged again. "I wouldn't know. Why don't you ask Tae?"

"I'm not talking to Taehyung about his stupid kook problems, now are we going to discuss these lyrics seriously or do I need to re-think producing for you guys?"

"No. No, thank you Yoongi this is perfect. I'll read it over with the others and then we can take it to manager-nim to make sure he agrees" This time Jimin's smile was soft. A little sad, but soft for the most part.

So Yoongi nodded. "I added your names on the part I think your voices would suit. And here --" He took out the music sheet for the song. "I'm sure Namjoon can demonstrate it to you. Where are the others by the way?"

"Photo shoot" Jimin simply said, having took the sheet of music and reading through it quickly, other hand busy holding the stick of celery close to his mouth. Jimin was on yet another diet, which this time consisted mainly of crunchy veggies and kale smoothies. So he had temporarily become a rabbit.

"Why aren't you there then? I'm sure somis will be disappointed if photos are released and you aren't included"

"Are you going to keep talking nonsense? Thanks for the music, Yoongs. But you're only our producer, not our friend" Maybe it was the diet, but Jimin felt extremely irritable. Yoongi noticed this and nodded.

"Yeh, um... It's about time I get going anyway. See you later, Jimin" He gave the younger a closed mouth smile and picked up his bag off the floor, walking over to the door. Yoongi's thoughts still lingered on the blonde male. . He wondered if Jimin still thought about him too, or maybe it was just him being so clingy and obsessive? Maybe that's why Jimin seemed to hate him, was he too. . Obvious?

When he returned home, Jungkook was lounged out over the sofa, still moping over the events of the last few weeks. Yoongi had given up on comforting him, it seemed nothing made him happy. "I thought you were making dinner" Yoongi mentioned, dumping his bag by the door and slipping his shoes off. Jungkook replied with a grunt, eyes still glued on the TV which seemed to be displaying the newest episode of Rick and Morty, a show Jungkook had recently gotten into. "Is that a 'sorry-hyung-I-forgot' or a 'I-couldn't-be-bothered-lets-just-order-pizza'?"

"We had pizza yesterday" Jungkook finally spoke. "I wanna order Chinese"

"We don't have the money for Chinese"

"Hyung, you're producing for the biggest band in Korea, maybe even in the whole world, yet you can't afford to get us Chinese?"

"I'm saving so I can buy my own apartment, then I can rent this one to you –"

Jungkook was sitting upright now, eyes torn from the TV to frown at the older male. "I don't want you to rent me the apartment, hyung. I want to live with you"

"I'm a 24 year old man, Kook. I want to settle down with a job and maybe even a partner one day, if I want to even consider finding someone I can't be living in a mediocre apartment with my 20 year old 'buddy'"

"It didn't stop you before"

"I was younger before. Jungkook please, I don't want to argue, I've had a fucking long day so I'll order your Chinese and then can you just shut up and let me rest for once"

And for once Jungkook actually listened to his hyung, turning back to the TV with a sigh because maybe, just maybe, he was a little jealous. That was because if Yoongi did actually find a new partner, it would mean he was able to move on from Jimin, and Jungkook was starting to worry because it had been 3 years and his mind was still filled with thoughts of the ash blonde haired male he used to call his boyfriend.

After a while, Jungkook was passed out over the sofa, fast asleep, mouth open with drool hanging down onto his white shirt and Yoongi was silently judging him from the other side of the room, stuffing his face with left over chicken and fortune tellers - which he had bought extra of just for Jungkook who had only eaten one.

Of course Jungkook had gotten his way and they'd ended up ordering a huge amount of chinese that they could afford, but who cared? Because it was Yoongi's money, not Jungkook's. So the little brat would happily spend all of Yoongi's money without a care in the world.

Yoongi glanced over his copy of the lyrics and rubbed at his head. Would they be good enough for them? Honestly, Yoongi had been worrying about them since he finished writing them because he knew Jimin would somehow find something wrong with them so he would be able to shove them back in Yoongi's face and shout at him like he'd been clearly waiting to do for a long time. 

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Taehyung nodded, clearly impressed with the lyrics. "I'm glad we hired him" He slid the papers back to Namjoon who picked them up and straightened them against the table.

"Everyone is happy with them?" Namjoon asked for the upteenth time. Jimin had read over them more times than anyone else and was still complaining that there was something that didn't work but he wasn't sure what. Before Jimin could open his mouth, Seokjin spoke up.

"Yes we're all happy. Let's contact Yoongi and arrange for him to show us some demos" Seokjin announced, then stood up and headed for the kitchen, stomach growling with need for food. So Namjoon contacted Yoongi, messaging him to let him know they were happy without forgetting that they were all curious to see some demos to show what he had in mind.