My Sunshine|Sope

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Yoongi's Pov.

I wake up and it's 4 PM, to early.
I was trying to sleep but I can't. So I gonna texts my best friend Jungkook.

~*Instagram*~

Suga😎👻:

 Hi asshole, are you online I am awake and can't sleep.😂

bunnykookie🐰: 
yoongs not now!😕

Suga😎👻:

you don't have time for you old man??😂

bunnykookie🐰: 
I am.... on..... a date.

Suga😎👻:

 did Taehyung finally ask you?

bunnykookie🐰: 
YESSSS AND I AM SO HAPPY!!☺💜

Suga😎👻: 

enjoy your day kid!😁

bunnykookie🐰: 

tnx yoongs! See you around 8.

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That Jungkook kid, I know him since kindergarten.
Since he know from my disease, he had been a great friend for me. He wants to go to night school with me, just because he really wants to spend a lot of time with me. Let's just say, I am the reason that Jungkook sleep schedule is fucked up. He just treat me as a old men, it's our inside joke.

Now it is 4 PM I better word in my projects, my parent are not home at 4 PM so I can't bother them. I told my laptop and my notebook. I'm just gonna do what is always do when I am bored and have nothing to do. Record en produce my own music. I aways dream about becoming a famous rapper. I want to write a song about how I survive my life, living just in the shadow. I will make sure that if I once manage to become a rapper, I write my own songs en produce them by myself. Like a one man job, i rap, I produce and I write the lyrics, cause I like to have full control over my music.

This time I didn't use headphone, like I alway do, my parents aren't normally home. My mom work from 3 PM till 3 AM and my dad have a dance academy and go often bars after or have a lot of paperwork that he prefers to do at work. So I don't see my parents that much. I'm use to it.

So back to my music, I just finish one song, i play it so I can decide of it's really finish or need some changes. And before I can decide that my dad race inside my room without knocking!

'Yoongs, you awake?'

'Yes dad, and you home?'

'I thought, why not bringing work home.'

I look for my headphones en plug them in my laptop.

'What did you listened there son?' My dad arks.

'Something I just made.'

'Wow you talented, my boy.'

'Thank you dad.'

my dad and i talked for a long time, he's talking about his students and this dance program. It's a group made of 5 boys or girls. My dad says that only two girls are good enough for the job and because of that, my dad have a lot of stress. This program is really important for dance schools and a big moment for the dancers that are been chosen.

And my dad it's talking about some music academies that he visit. He said that he didn't found one with a night program. My dad take my dream real seriously, so if he didn't go to the bar or have paper work he visit some academies in our town or close to our town. I Really appreciate that.

My mom is the opposite, she wants me to look for a job that goes with my disease. I always say to her that my disease never stops me form going after my dreams and that if she can be al little more like dad. She cries if I says that. My mom is just really worried and wants that is live till she dies.

My dad and I enjoy our conversation and I show my last project. My dad says that it's really catchy and that he wants the song as his ringtone. I laugh at him, but he is being serious. I thought that he was joking, but he wasn't