Fxcking Friends ⇒Yoongi x Reader

Chapter 26

~day of preforming the project~

My eyes shifted frantically as I gazed over the many faces in the crowd.

Yoongi and I were backstage peeking through the curtains in the assembly hall.
The crowd was filled with past students, teachers, examiners, parents and people who took interest of the work in our school. I shook my joints to ease my tension.
This was it, we would preform our message to people willing to listen.
The host of our presentations introduced the first pair.
We just had to sit our asses down and wait till it was our turn.
The album cover I made looked aesthetic. It was the picture I snapped of Yoongi at the table thinking.
I edited the image to monotone and included a unique font that complimented the album title.
'Dream'
Yoongi suggested many names however once I heard 'Dream' I felt my heart pang.
I became deeply attached to this project.
Deeply attached to my project partner.
Deeply attached to Min Yoongi.
For the duration of waiting before our performance, I felt content with Yoongi by my side. Together, a cautious kamikaze towards our dream.
We were minutes before our turn when Yoongi sighed heavily.

"Nerves?" I questioned cocking my head to the side.
"Just jumpy." Yoongi tapped his feet restlessly.
"Same." I pouted holding our album tightly.

I keep recalling the near kiss in my mind.
His soft lips and puffed cheeks; warm eyes and blushing ears.
He was perfect... I was reckless.
Did rejecting the chance hurt our friendship more than if we had kissed?

"Next project:
Project title: 'Dream'
By: Min Yoongi and Y/F/N"
The host announced.
Immediately, I snapped from my thoughts.
I followed Yoongi up stage.
We stood centred in the spotlight, with our album cover on the projector behind us.
I breathed deeply and grabbed the mic.
"Hello I'm Y/n this is Yoongi. Our stage names are Floss and Gloss." I paused, cue the cringe... "The project theme is violence, we wanted to speak up about the various abuses people have pursuing dreams." I introduced to the many examiners in front of us.
"We then decided to speak through music. We have composed,written and recorded our own album. We have around 50 copies now available to buy. This is the cover" Yoongi announced signalling to the screen behind us.
"We will preform 2 songs for you now. The first is 'The origin of youth'" I smiled and faced Yoongi.

Yoongi signalled the tech guys to play the track.
We bounced to the beat.
And he began the rap.
This was it.
What we wanted.
To preform.
Together.
His voice boomed across the walls. His flow was pretty damn good. Who am I kidding? He was perfect.
He spit pure fire and it lit up the whole room. The audience were enticed by the rap and were jamming to the song too.
Yoongi began to pace round the stage, gaining momentum to pass his turn over to me.
As he reached the climax of his verse my eyes began to water. Tears brimmed the creases of my eyes.
We were actually doing this.
Before I even registered Yoongi tossing the mic to me, I began to rap. I threw multiple gang sighs and danced in sync with Yoongi. We hit the chorus and bounced up and down.
"Everyone bounce," Yoongi called throwing his hand in the air.
The crowd complied and moved with the beat. This is too much... people like our music?
Yoongi's wild gummy smile shone towards me as his eyes glistened with accomplishment.
Pure achievement.
The song flow naturally spiralled along with us.
We've worked hard. We've cried. We've been hurt. We've been happy. We've smiled.
The project brought us together.
The music was bonded between us.
I like you Min Yoongi.
I'd love to shout it at the top of my lungs. So I can hug and kiss him... but at the same time I... have never really had a friend like him before. Am I letting our friendship go to waste by allowing him to become something more?
Or should I follow my heart and reach out to him?
Everything seems to be balancing on a uneven seesaw. Our title of best friends resting on one seat and our chance of romance on the other. A changing ride that becomes more toxic and confusing the further I debate between. Each side gradually out weighing the other. I'm tired of choosing. One of us has to make a move... right?
"Thank you everyone. Our next song is 'corner of my memory'" Before I knew it our first song was over everything seemed to go smoothly as Yoongi introduced the next song.
Just like the first, the second track was well received.
Everything went perfectly.
I grinned childishly at the audience and readied myself for the chorus.
I was just about to start dancing when my eyes drifted to the open back door in the crowd.
I could have sworn I saw him. My youngest brother.
Moon bin...
Shit. He was exiting the building.
I hadn't realised I'd frozen in thought till Yoongi held my shoulders and encouraged me to bounce. I began to preform again.
I'll tell Yoongi about Moon Bin after the presentation.
In the song we were preforming, the climax in the rap is a joint one. We both ready ourselves for the rapid pace our words had to be in.
Right on beat Yoongi's eyes pierced through mine, connecting our words, our speed and our breathes. The daring flow was a mere hurdle in the final attempts to finish our presentation in gold. I felt unbeatable. I focused now on Yoongi and Yoongi only. Our voices becoming one.
I threw all thoughts of my brother out of my head and chased for my dream.
Yoongi this is our 'dream.'

The song came to an end and we bowed then hurried off stage.
Once behind the curtains, Yoongi stared at me. We were just looking at each other. In awe? In accomplishment? In love?
Dammit.
He came closer. Then closer.
Until we held onto each other.
Yoongi's head was meeting mine, until he dramatically swung his head to my shoulder and hugged the life out of me.
We paused like this. Clinging to each other.
"We did it. Yoongi? We did it." I smiled.
Yoongi's voice muffled a yes into my shoulder.
I chuckled...
My mind drifted to when I first met him.
Sleeping in the assembly hall, his black hair coating over his softly closed eyes. Lips poised slightly open and his grip loosely on the number that connected us. I was really awkward back then. So antisocial. I mean I didn't really have anyone that close to me. But now in this tight embrace, we will achieve our dreams together.
"Celebration?" Yoongi asked in a cute little voice.
"Definitely let's go," I grinned.