Siren | Yoonmin

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

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Saying Jimin was just waiting for Namjoon to leave was a mean thing to say, but that didn't change the fact that it was the case. While Yoongi left Jimin and Namjoon just conversed the way one would usually do. They got along pretty well. But Namjoon mentioned something. Something that now lead to Jimin doing everything in his power to make Namjoon leave. And that really meant everything.

He was close to inching closer and using hypnosis on Namjoon when Yoongis peer finally decided that maybe it was time for him to leave. Yoongi suggested him staying over for the night but Namjoon objected the offer and maybe just maybe he did notice the way Jimin was intensely staring at him all evening long.

When Namjoon (finally) left, Jimin didn't spare a second to ask what had been bothering him all evening. "That song of yours... someone used it?"

Jimin was sitting on the edge of the bed, cautiously watching Yoongi who entered the room. Yoongi stopped in his tracks, turning around to Jimin. "Namjoon told you?"

A sympathetic smile on his lips Jimin nodded. "Yeah... he said they used it without asking you."

Sighing Yoongi sat down on his chair silently contemplating what to say. He really was happy that Jimin was back. But that didn't change the fact that it felt kind of weird now that Jimin was back. After all the time he had spent thinking about the boy and what he meant to him.

"They did. When I approached them asking what the hell they were doing using my song after rejecting it and without putting my name under it they just acted like they never met me and I was talking bullshit. I mean... at least it seems like I do produce decent music if they did decide to use it after all." A choked laugh left Yoongi's throat but it sounded bitter and nowhere close happy.

"Are you alright?" Jimin's voice was soothing but Yoongi didn't need soothing right now. If anything he needed a punch bag or something like that. And he didn't want Jimin to be that so he just held his mouth shut.

"You can report them. They have no right to do that. It's your music." The boy continued trying to get through to Yoongi.

"It doesn't matter. Who am I to say anything? The police will probably not believe a word I say anyways."

Reaching out his hands for Yoongi Jimin smiled softly. "They will believe you. I'm sure of it. They will have to pay a fee and stuff and you will even make some money out of this."

Yoongi let himself drop onto the bed, leaning into Jimin's open arms closing his eyes. For some reason it made him feel better. But sadder at the same time.

"I don't really care about the money. It just pisses me off that the music I put my hands and soul into are used for this shit. I mean listen to this." Yoongi fumbled his phone out of his pocket, unlocking it before playing a song.

Jimin could instantly tell what Yoongi meant. Both music and lyrics had a certain melancholic vibe to them but then there was the singer being all sickeningly dramatic. It had no feel to it.

"That sounds really bad. Not the music. Just him. Like yuk." Jimin joked and Yoongi couldn't help but crack a smile. It was just for a second but Jimin decided that he wanted to get that back again.

"Don't you dare be depressed about this. We are going to get your song back one way or another."

"'Thanks." Yoongi mumbled, burying his face in Jimin's T-shirt and the boy couldn't help but coo. God he really did miss this boy.

"Oh yeah right..." The human sat back up straightening his back. "I was invited to one of those shitty parties and Namjoon is kinda forcing me to come so I am forcing you as well."

"Do I get a say in this?"

"Nope~"

A/N

Anyone wants to talk to me? I'm bored❤