FATE // vminkook

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  Taehyung sat on Yoongi's couch, looking over the place sadly when he remembered how he felt the last time he was here. He remembers being so sad and feeling like nothing. Yoongi walks over and gives Taehyung a glass of water, sitting beside him and getting comfortable.

Yoongi looks over at the younger who's eyes were casted down at the floor. "So," Yoongi starts, "why did you decide to come over?"

Taehyung bites the inside of his lip. He didn't want to bother Yoongi, especially because Yoongi has some sort of feelings for him. If he still does, Taehyung didn't know.

"I... well, I wanted to ask you something," Taehyung sighs and takes a sip of his water before speaking, "after you got...got raped, how long did it take you until you had sex again?"

Yoongi raises his eyebrows and thinks, "Well, I had this need to prove that it didn't effect me, so I actually had sex a few days after," Yoongi says. He looks over at Taehyung who looked a little disappointed at the information. "But, I haven't bottomed. Never will. Since you bottom, I would understand why it would be hard for you."

Taehyung just groans and rubs his head, "It is. I want to have sex with my boyfriends," Taehyung says, Yoongi just blinking at hot words, "but when we tried I freaked and started to cry."

Yoongi nods, "Understandable."

Taehyung touches Yoongi's arm, "Does it get easier? When will I be able to?"

"I think, you think you're ready, but you need more time. You only really had a week to let yourself be sad," Yoongi tells him, "just keep trying, I guess. But I feel like you will know when your ready."

Taehyung nods at his words and pats his pale arm, "Thank you, Yoongi."

Yoongi nods and gives him a small smile.

Taehyung rubs his eye, suddenly stopping when he had a thought, "Yoongi?"

"Yeah?"

"You're graduating this year, aren't you?" Taehyung asks.

Yoongi nods, "I am."

Taehyung frowns, "But, are you going to move away? What are you doing after school?"

Yoongi could see how worried Taehyung looked and he smiled. "I'm not moving away. I will probably just find a job around here."

Taehyung pouts slightly, "Do you have any talents?"

Yoongi chuckles and he gets up, walking into his room and then walking out with a small journal, handing it to Taehyung.

"You can't tell anyone," Yoongi says as Taehyung opens the thick book and his eyes skim the pages, "but I write songs."

Taehyung's mouth parts in awe as he reads some of the lyrics. He looks up and smiles, "These are amazing! You're so talented."

Yoongi smiles at the compliment, "Thanks. That's pretty much the only thing I can do."

Taehyung puts the book down and looks up, "Jimin's parents own a music company. Namjoon is practicing to become a rapper. You should totally talk to him about this," Taehyung says, standing up with Yoongi's book.

Yoongi shrugs, "Ahh, I don't know..."

"Please! You and Namjoon can work together!" Taehyung says, pulling his phone out, "I can text him right now."

Yoongi just lets Taehyung do his thing. Yoongi sits back down and picks up his first lyrical journal that he did. It was about three years old, thick and had pen smudges on the dark leather. He really wanted to compose songs, so he was really hoping Taehyung could help him out.

"Thanks, Joon!"

Taehyung hangs up and turns around and claps his hands, "Namjoon said you can come by the studio. He's on his way. Let's go!"

Taehyung and Yoong walk out and get to Jimin's in about ten minutes, asking for a ride from Jimin. Jimin grumbles but does so.

Taehyung walks Yoongi inside up to the studio room, leaving with Jimin when Namjoon and Yoongi start to talk.

"So, can I see the songs?" Namjoon asks, going to sit at his desk chair.

Yoongi nods and takes out his journal and gives it to him. Namjoon reads over a few songs, looking over at Yoongi.

"This is deep," he says, "it's real. I love it."

Yoongi's lips lift, "Yeah? Well that's only my first journal—"

"There's more?"

"I have three of those."

Namjoon blinks in amazement. He smiles and swivels in his chair to face Yoongi on the couch, "You're going to get money, my man. These are songs people can relate too. I feel it."

Yoongi nods shyly.

"Can I record some of these songs?" Namjoon asks, "maybe one of theses will get me out there."

"Uhh," Yoongi scratches his head, "Yeah, but I don't want to give them to anyone else."

Namjoon raises his eyebrow, "But you want to be a songwriter?"

"Yeah. It's just, these are personal to me. I would rather preform them myself," Yoongi admits.

Namjoon smiles widely and he laughs, "You can rap?"

"I'd say so. I've been doing it in my mirror for years."

Namjoon claps and stands up, handing Yoongi his book, "Great. Let me see you in action."

Namjoon tells Yoongi to go into the studio and he sits down.

Yoongi bites his lips and takes a deep breath. This was his moment. He's lowkey dreamed of this moment. To just spit out all the shit on his mind in front of someone.

"Do you have a beat?" Namjoon's voice asks through the speakers.

Yoongi shakes his head, "No. pick any beat."

Namjoon's excited laugh could be heard before he searches for a beat.

He finally found one that he has been composing for a while and tells Yoongi to start. Yoongi takes in a deep breath and jumps straight in.

Namjoon was secretly recording the whole thing.

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