— in the old music room
Where is he? Namjoon sighed aloud while letting his head drop to the table. Time was ticking away a little bit too slow for his liking. Usually, they would do their projects alone. But Namjoon wanted to see the elder's potential.
The door eventually creaked open, revealing a clueless face and some strands of mint dyed hair. How did i not notice he was this handsome? Namjoon thought before slapping himself lightly, his cheeks tinted pink.
Yoongi let himself in when he spotted Namjoon. The taller made a seat empty for yoongi to sit. Yoongi grabbed his laptop out of his bag and a notebook to write out their conversation. He had already planned this out, being the introvert he was.
The elder passed a pen to the other before smashing in his passcode. Namjoon shot yoongi a little smile before writing in his slightly illegible handwriting.
‘I like slow songs!’
Yoongi soon noticed the change in pattern on his notebook at the corner of his eyes and read it in his mind. Smiling warmly, he pressed on a folder in his laptop, quickly plucking in the left ear buds into Namjoon's ear before stuffing the other into his own.
‘I made this myself’
With no other movement, he played the song.
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dream team;namgi
Fanfictionɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɴᴀᴍᴊᴏᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴏɴɢɪ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘs ғᴏʀ ᴘʀᴏᴊᴇᴄᴛs 💫 ʰᵒʷᵉᵛᵉʳ, ᵗʰᵉʸ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵗᵃˡᵏᵉᵈ 💌 one day they were grouped together for music, their best subject. From then on, they found many common interests
