First love//{sequel} Yoongi x Reader

Chapter 6

YOUR POV

Yoongi wasn't standing anymore. He was now stitting in a chair holding his head up with his hand. „What did you say?" he mumbled with closed eyes. „Can I use some of your recording stuff?"

Even now that Yoongi and I where something like rivals, we where still meeting like nothing happened. Sometimes we talked about Seok and how Yoongi's next act to bust him will look like, to proof that he was right.

But the most we spend time discussing the topics Seok or my lovelife. To be honest I was sad that it seemed we wont talk about anything else. Like his music, the boys or interessting facts I never knew about. Currently we where chilling in his studio to kill some time.

Till I remembered that I still wanted to thank him for my brithday present. Actually I wasn't in the right mood to do this but the shedule of BTS was quite thight and I never know when I will get the chance again to be at his studio without Mr. Bang noticing it.

„Sure." Yoongi wasn't in the state to listen what I just said cause his head felt down and he was asleep. Indeed it was late but he should better sleep in his bad. A quite snoring escaped his mouth.

Slightly chuckling I carfully sneaked out of the studio. Luckily Taehyung wasn't sleeping yet, as I knocked at his door. „Hey Y/N." With a grin he turned his head short in my direction before focusing on the screen again.He was playing video games.

„Yoongi felt asleep can I take his blanket with me?" Tae yelled a command at one of his teammates before answering me. „Sure his bed is the left one." After I took the blanket he wished me good night. I did as well, thanked him and walked back to the studio.

Like he was still awake Yoongi rolled up in the blanket and thanked me between two breathes as I covered him with the blanket. Smiling I whipped a strain of his hair out of his face and glared at the little smile that appeared on his face.

Now that I got some time and Yoongi's permission to use his stuff I throw myself into a chair and plugged my headphones into his Soundsystem. My present for Yoongi will be a song I'm going to write for him.

Full of energy I tried out many different beats and was thinking how to put them together. Whenever Yoongi made noise I appruptly turned down the volume in fear to wake him up. Since I wasn't sure if the sound was hearable through my headphones.

It may be that I'm allowed to use his stuff, but to wake up Yoongi was still a crime with the punishment of death no matter who you are. But it turned out that he was just finding a new comfortable position or snoring a bit.

As I created an acceptable background track I started to improve my lyrics. I had write some examples already but wasn't very happy with the results. Now that I got the track new energy was burning like fire in me.

Putting all my emotions and things I want to tell him in the lyrics without sounding to weird, I started to scribble down ideas. It took me many sheets and a cramp in the hand, but finally I had my lyrics plus background music for Yoongi saved at the stick I brought with me.

First I was thinking about letting Namjoon or Hoseok rapping it for me but than I made the conclusion to better rap it on my own or the personal touch will vanish. So I used the mic in the room to record my voice.

Thinking of it maybe I should try to make a song for Agust D as well since Yoongi seem to have a connection to him.So the struggle of the lyrics writing and background music creating started again after finishing my first masterpiece.

It turned out better then expected so I gained more confident to write another song for my idol. Agust D was known as one of the best underground rappers but he wasn't doing any colabrations with others.

The only things fans his fans know about him was his pictures of his hairs whenever he decided on a new color and his web page he was uploading music on. But since he was using programs to eddit his voice nobody could identify who he was and how his voice was sounding like.

It was way after midnight but I was still working on the song. Full of passion I write down everything while humming along my favorite songs, still taking care to not waking up Yoongi. Taehyung entered the room once to bring me something to drink.

As he saw Yoongi sleeping in the chair all cuddled up in the blanket and me working in the background he just chuckled and closed the door behind him, after suggesting me to rest.

Thankfully I drunk a sip and promissed him to go sleep soon before he left but passion was pushing me forward and leaded me to continue.Until the urge to sleep grow.

From that point on my eyes shut literally every two seconds and I was trapped inside the circle of yawning and to keep my head up. As soon as I finished everything I finally was able to sleep.

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A hit on my head woke me up next morning. „Ah. What the fuck." I shouted out while holding my head in pain. When I looked up I saw Yoongi one hand holding the blanket from yesterday the other one raised over my head.

„Just because I allowed you to use my stuff doesn't mean that you should stay awake and use it the entire night." With a slight annoyed expression he glared at the wall as I lifted my head.

„That's no reason to hit me also I was working. Could you at least look in my direction when we're talking?" The entire time he was standing next to me while nagging around he haven't looked at me once.

His gaze was narrowed at the wall not moving a single muscle. He furrowed as I asked him again to turn his head towards me.Again he wasn't doing anything except of looking annoyed again.

„Omg you have a cramp because you sleept on the chair." I started laughing really hard. „Stop laughing this isn't funny." He yelled out. But the fact that he wasn't able to yell at me directly and was now yelling at the wall caused me laught even more.

„You could turn your body you know?" I stood up and ruffled his hair a bit since this was my chance to touch it without him being able to move his head away.„Stop mocking me." Quietly he continued mumbling with a slight hint of pink on his cheeks.

How can he be this cute in the morning? „What did you do to stay up this late?" Curious he was glancing from the corner of his eye. To make it easier for him I walked infront of him that he was able to look at me.

„Glad that you asked. Since you somehow build up a connection to Agust D could you give him this?" I handed him the stick for Agust D, not telling him that I actually made a gift for him in first place.

„If that's your wish master. Any other things you want?" He derped but his eyes where showing of the dissapointment he felt. „ Yes my slave could you give this to my beloved friend Yoongi?"

I handed him the other stick. Smiling I explained him what was on it and that he shouldn't blame me for my rapping skills. The rappers expression turned happy, a gummy smile crossing his face. „Thank you." Yoongi whispered while hugging me thight.