𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕚𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝘛𝘢𝘦𝘑𝘰𝘰𝘯

31

"What's on your mind Tae?"

"A few days ago.." I sighed, collecting myself before fiddling with my fingers to keep from becoming choked up, "Namjoon and I spoke about, well, a lot. The more I kept thinking about it, the more it weighed on me." I shook my head, fighting back the stinging sensation at the corners of my eyes.

"I- Well, Namjoon told me that I don't have to be under Yoongi's wing. I-I mean it sounded like a great idea at first, but now that I'm without Joonie as often I just, I don't feel right. I really miss him and the way he taught me... but the only way to keep living here and be supported by Yoongi's company is if I'm his underling. I want to keep practicing but.. I don't think I want to with Yoongi..." I wiped at my eyes as tears began falling.

Jimin watched in silence before grabbing my hands and rubbing the backs to them reassuringly. "Do you want me to talk to Yoongi? You know, I have some connections with him so if you want, I can try to see if perhaps they need a new piano instructor?" The blond boy cocked his head to the side, smiling softly toward me. I nodded my head, not even questioning about his 'connections', since something told me I already knew what he meant.

"Perfect. You just sit back and let me handle this, okay? Let me help you, and don't you worry bout a thing!" Jimin happily beamed before bouncing up off the bed and extending a hand out for me to take. After standing, he opened the door, gesturing for us to join the others.

We made way to the living room, where Namjoon sat with Jungkook on the couch. I strode over to Namjoon before dropping myself into his lap and curling into his chest. The warm, fresh smell of shampoo and cologne filled the air surrounding him, which made me feel even more at ease. I relaxed into his strong grasp, smiling against the nape of his neck as I closed my eyes.

"So what's the plan for today?" The younger ravenette looked between us all curiously, while Jimin clasped his hands tightly behind his back, leaning forward childishly on his toes. "Well Kookie, I'm gonna be with Yoongi hyung~! I have some other stuff to take care of so it's up to you guys on what to do today~" He cooed mischievously before ambling back into his room to get dressed to leave.

Namjoon rubbed circles into my back, and Jungkook looked between us, confused. I chuckled before lifting my head from Namjoon and meeting our eyes. I brushed my forehead against his, placing a tender kiss to his lips. After our small means of affection, I situated myself better in Namjoon's lap so I could see both the boys on the couch easily.

"If there's anything you want to do today, feel free to," I smiled at Jungkook to ease the boy's tension. He nodded his head in thought before frowning slightly, only to shake his head and beam a soft, bunny like smile. "I'm gonna visit Jin hyung at the cafe and see if he'll give me more hours!"

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"Okay listen to me! Just stop and listen!" The blond huffed out, cupping the elder's face to gain his attention. The pale boy stood, staring in disbelief toward Jimin. "If you let Namjoon become an instructor who teaches Taehyung, then you can focus on your rap. Then to fill Namjoon's spot at the academy, can be Jungkook. You haven't met Jungkook, but he's a pianist, who was taught by Namjoon when he was younger. So basically, kill two birds with one stone. There's no downside for you!" Jimin threw his arms into the air as if he had made a shocking discovery before dropping himself into the large, leather sofa in Yoongi's living room.

The elder tapped his foot on the ground where he stood, deep in thought. What could the possible consequences be? He didn't want to be the nation's pianist anyway, so would it really hurt to be free to do what he truly wanted? He sighed before sitting down near Jimin, rubbing his fingers into his temples, groaning.

"Give me a couple days to think. I'll give you an answer sunday night." Yoongi leaned back into the couch, looking at the small, animated boy beside him. Jimin was overflowing with hope, and it was visible in his gestures and expression.

"We have a friend back at home who is a rapper! His name is Hoseok. Hobi hyung's really nice... and he lives in my old apartment! Maybe you could go and meet him and you two could work together on some stuff?"

The blond shuffled over to where Yoongi sat and shoved his way into his lap. He wriggled himself around until he was comfortable and grasped Yoongi's hands, bringing them away from his temples. He intertwined their fingers and rocked gently on the elder's lap, smirking.

"You wouldn't want me to get upset and be a naughty boy, now would you?"

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{a/n: some parts of this remind me of crack fics with how random these things are but I promise it pieces together. I'm a big fan of weird cliffhangers if you can't tell already---

Anyway I hope you all are doing good! I might double update later today but we'll see <3}