Beats by Heart - Yoonmin/Jikook

-Track 2-

The time until exams had run through their hands like sand, and today was his music theory test. Nervously, Jimin jumped from one food to the other and tried to recall everything he had stuffed into his head over the last week. Scales, intervals, the theory of writing choral, and so on.

"Stop wiggling like a rabbit on cocaine!" his friend's voice interrupted his train of thoughts. Seokjin was his best friend. They had sat next to each other on their first day of this class and had grown close fast. The tall and brought-shouldered man was one of the singers and rather untalented when it came to dancing, Jimin had realized. Their school liked to mix courses to make students bind out of their peer groups, and that had caused Jungkook and him to be in different theory classes. But fortunately, he had found Jin, the soft and childish, food-loving brunette beauty who tortured everyone with his old-man-jokes. With him he killed the evenings he spent without Jungkook. They could talk for hours.

Right now, the other sat on the floor with the folder on his lap and skipped through the pages to recall everything once more. And Jimin's wiggly ass seemed to distract him.

"You can talk! You do intervals every day, but I had to force those into my head," he whined. The practical part of the exam was a listening task where one had to find out what interval was played on the piano or what kind of scale it was. Major or minor was the easiest to find out, but there were also things like diatonic or chromatic or whole tone or melodic or harmonic. The singers had to learn much crazier things in their special classes, but Jimin was already fed up with just those things.

The door cracked open and a wave of turning heads went through the hallway.

"Good morning. Please come in," their theory teacher greeted them and went back into the room.

Classes never were big at their school to promote an optimal ratio between teacher and students. It helped to encourage asking questions and produced a much stronger bond between the teachers and their protégés, resulting in excellent work of the latter. Their theory class only had fifteen students and so everyone had his own table for the exam and they did not have to sit shoulder-to-shoulder.

Nervously, Jimin followed the taller into the room and sat down at a table in the back. Paper-tests always reminded him of high school. He had been a diligent student back then, always learning for tests and always doing homework to please the teachers. But with being accepted into Seoul University of Music he had become rather lazy with paper work. It was only natural, because his focus lied on dancing. Music theory was the only written test he had, and he was glad that there was no other.

He took a deep breath and pulled out his pencil. Let's get this over with.

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"The second one was a melodic," Jin said calmly.

"No, it was a harmonic," Jimin contradicted whiny.

"Jimin, harmonic is the one that sounds a little Arabic, and melodic is the one that sounds natural to the ear," his friend tried again.

The younger let out a long whine and his shoulders hung low.

"Don't worry," the taller tried to cheer him up and pulled him against his side, "that one point won't kill your record."

"I bet Kookie will have a full score," Jimin murmured. His boyfriend was annoyingly talented, and the raven liked to brag about it. That was the one thing he did not like about his lover, but he would generously ignore his bragging if he continued to work his talented tongue on him in the bedroom.

"Well, he's extremely gifted, so I guess you're right," the singer agreed.

Jimin looked at him in disbelief, "You should cheer me up and not make me feel worse!"