Cold | Yoonmin

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Yoongi sat in the chair in his studio, replaying beats he recently mixed a few days prior. His brows furrowing at parts he didnt like, clicking and dragging sections into the trash and restarting from scratch. He tapped his finger against his desk, trying to match the metronome as he added different instruments.

"Uh hey, Yoongi?" Yoongi didnt answer.

"Hey." Still no answer.

"MIN YOONGI!" Yoongi jumped at the sudden voice, nearly throwing his mouse.

"What the fuck, man? What do you want?" Hoseok smiled brightly at him before entering. "Im gonna start locking my door, this unexpected entrance shit has got to stop." Yoongi said as he pushed the keyboard away from him, turning towards Hoseok.

"Sorry, how's it going? What's it sound like?" He took a seat behind Yoongi.

Yoongi tilted his head to the side, shrugging before running a hand over his face.

"I don't know. It feels like it's missing something."

"Can I hear?" Yoongi turned in his chair and dragged the cursor over the play button. He hesitated before clicking play. He sat back and closed his eyes, listening closely. When it ended, he opened his eyes again and looked at Hoseok.

"Well?"

"If I'm honest, I'll say that that's one of the best songs I've ever heard." Yoongi smiled and shook his head, softly kicking Hoseok with his foot.

"Shut up."

"Im serious. With some vocals it'll be perfect."

"I don't know any sing-" Yoongi stopped himself before he continued.

"What?" Yoongi sat forward and hummed a few words that would make perfect adlibs for the song. He whipped around in his chair quickly.

"I need a singer." Hoseok jumped back at Yoongi's sudden movement.

"Who?" Yoongi smiled to himself, looking at the screen, hoping it would hide his smile.

"Remember when I told you I heard that new boy singing?" Hoseok nodded. "Well, I feel like his voice would be perfect."

"Well shit, man. How are you gonna ask him?"

"I don't know. Maybe I'll just knock on his door and ask."

"You don't want to look creepy again, though," Hoseok responded, earning a look from his friend which caused him to laugh. "Maybe try catching him somewhere, run into him but don't make it look like you were seeking him out, you know?"

Yoongi nodded and saved the file, taking his flash drive out of his computer and standing up from his chair.

— Yoongi entered his apartment complex, feeling exhausted from the days events. He closed the door behind him, failing to catch it before it slammed shut. He flinched as the loud sound echoed throughout the hall, cursing under his breath. He waited a second before heading towards the staircase, stopping midstep when he heard a door unlock and open. He slowly turned around to see the new boy standing in the doorway.

"Um, is everything okay?" The boy spoke. Yoongi fixed his awkward position and faced the boy, trying his best to contain himself.

"Yeah, sorry for waking you." Yoongi answered rubbing the back on his neck. The boy smiled softly and shook his head.

My God you're gorgeous..

"Oh, no it's okay, I wasn't sleeping."

"Oh," The boy stood in the doorway, smiled and turned to close the door. "Wait! Uh, can I ask you something?" Yoongi stuttered. The boy pulled the door open once again, leaning against it and raising a brow.

"Sure?"

"Okay, well.. I'm a music producer." Yoongi's words were cut short by the way the boy looked. He had Yoongi's heart pound. The way he stood there so majestically, completely unaware of the effect he had on Yoongi.

"Cool!" Yoongi caught himself and continued.

"Uh, well I'm making this song right now and I need a vocalist for a few adlibs and maybe a couple verses?" Yoongi stared at the boy, hoping he'd catch the hint.

"Oh, that sounds so cool! Hope you find a vocalist soon!" Yoongi mentally facepalmed, now he had to verbally propose the request to him.

"Yeah. I was wondering if.. you, uh.." the boy laughed at him, adjusting his stance in the doorway. Yoongi's heart skipped a beat at the sound of his laughter.

I don't even need music if your laugh exists..

Yoongi gave the boy a confused look, half smiling himself.

"What's funny?" Yoongi asked.

"You." The boy smiled at him again.

"What did I do?"

"Your stuttering is funny." Yoongi chuckled a little, his eyes going over every detail of the boys face.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

You're beautiful..

"Oh, I don't know. It's late so I guess I'm tired."

"Oh I see. Well, goodnight!" The boy smiled at Yoongi once again before closing the door and relocking it. Yoongi came back to reality once he heard the door click.

Shit, I didn't even ask him.

He shook his head and headed upstairs to his room. The boy's laughter rang in his ears like a favorite song.

"I don't have crushes."

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