Headphones | myg

[13/15]

FINE
—————

You smiled, saying goodbye to Mi-cha as you walked back to school for your next class.

You took out your phone and posted a picture of you and Mi-cha that you had just taken. It was a cute photo, you were both wearing baggy sweatshirts and jeans, and the sun gave the picture good lighting.

You saw that a few of your friends had liked it, and responded to Kyung's comment when he claimed you two were always leaving him out of things.

You: If I remember correctly, you declined our invite.

Kyung: alsjeosheoahs wELL

You: that's what I thought

Kyung: hmph

You: maybe next time :P

—

Yoongi puffed his cheeks and tapped his pencil on his notebook, trying to figure out what to write.

He hummed quietly once he found a good line, jotting it down only to erase it a few moments later.

He leaned back in his chair and closed his arms behind his head. All was silent in the room except for the sound of Yoongi's breathing. He spun his chair back and forth before picking up his phone.

One new message

He opened his phone and checked his texts, only to be slightly disappointed when it was just the phone company telling him he was nearing his monthly data usage.

He hadn't gotten a warning message from them in a while...It was only recently that his phone bill went up.

Ever since he's had the urge to call you, to text you, anything.

He smiled slightly as he scrolled through your messages, his fingers hovering above the keyboard in preparation to text you.

But nothing happened.

Yoongi grunted and threw his phone on the small loveseat across the room. You were probably busy anyways.

Yoongi picked his pencil back up and began writing, only to stop a few seconds later to glance back at his phone.

His eyes narrowed at the device, as if having a staring contest to see who could last the longest.

The phone won.

The screen lit up, creating light around the surrounding area, signaling that he got a notification.

(Username) has posted a photo

He smiled and unlocked his phone, seeing that you had posted a photo of you and Mi-cha getting coffee together.

Your hair framed your face and your cheeks were rosy with the chilly air, as he remembered that the forecast for the week was partly cloudy.

He observed your face, your eyes glistening with the reflection of the sun, and your lips, slightly discolored from the cold.

You were perfect, he thought, setting the phone down once more.

"Perfect..."

Yoongi seemed to have a lightbulb go off above his head, an idea.

He picked up the pencil and scribble down words on the paper without hesitation, the words seemed to flow with this spark of inspiration.

Suddenly, the door burst open, yet it didn't faze Yoongi at all.

"Hyung, it's time for lunch."

Yoongi didn't look up from his paper, "Not hungry."

Jimin frowned, "What could possibly be more important that eating right now? I know you're hungry—"

"I'm in love with Y/N."

Jimin stopped, flabbergasted, "What—Uh...what?!"

Yoongi still has not torn his eyes from his notebook, "I love her and I'm writing a song."

Jimin didn't kow what to say, so he slowly backed out of the room, "I'll, uh, I'll bring you food later, hyung. I gotta go—"

Before you know it, Jimin was out the door, "FAMILY MEETING! I REPEAT! FAMILY!!! MEETING!!!"

—————

A/N: ;)))))

edit: lot's of comments about Jimin and Yoongi's drama. Sorry Jimin, not your fanfic :P

edited 4-6-19