Track 07

Chapter Nine

Knock. Knock. Knock.

You run to the door and open it. Now you know exactly who's standing on the other side. Jimin enters the hallway for the second time today and hands over the two pizzas. "Thanks." You say while staring at the pizzas in your hand. The man who brought them isn't bad to look at either with his dark hair and slim figure, with his toned armes, which you can see through the sleeves of his shirt. But in this moment you only have eyes for the pizza. You haven't eaten for hours and the last thing you ate were ramen, really bad ramen.

Half an hour ago Jimin offered to grab some pizzas, before you guys wanted to listen to your versions of his songs. While he was gone, you used the time to put on another shirt, which was not splattered with ramen sauce, and you fixed your hair a bit, which had been in a bun all day. It was now flowing over your shoulders. You needed half of all the hair products you own, to achieve this miracle. Jimin doesn't seem to notice, or if he does, he's not showing it. Maybe he's just hungry and eyes the pizza the same way as you, while you put them on the table and open the lids.

"So tell me, why do you have my CD?" Jimin starts the conversation. You don't really want to tell him the truth. It's too creepy and stalker-like. Since he doesn't seem to remember you from The Bangtan, you just make up a lie: "A friend of mine gave it to me. I liked the music and wanted to sing to it. I never wanted anyone to hear it." "Why not?" He seems truly surprised and curious.
"Because, it sucks. Have you listened to the lyrics before? I'm really not proud of my work here" you laugh a bit. The first time today you realise. "I couldn't listen to the lyrics before, since I was so distracted by your voice. How long have you been singing professionally?" Now you can't hold back the laughter. You laugh so hard that the piece of pizza you were holding falls back onto the table. Jimin seems amused, but doesn't really know what's going on: "What's so funny?"

After a couple of seconds, you calm down and look him in the eyes, your cheeks still red and hot from laughing:"I don't sing professionally. Most of the time I just sing under the shower and while I'm shopping for groceries." "Well, if that's the case, then wow. For a person who only sings under the shower, you sound a lot like a disney princess." You raise one eyebrow. What does that mean? "I sound like a disney princess?" Jimin makes a defencive motion with his hands and drops the pizza, he was holding. "I don't mean it as an insult. Have you never listened to disney-princess-songs and just thought: wow that is the perfect voice?" You shake your head.
"Well," Jimin starts again: "That's a pity, because that was exactly what I thought while hearing you sing for 5 seconds before. That's why I'm really curious about the rest of the songs."

Although you told him, he could listen to them, now you're not so sure anymore. Maybe the 5 seconds he heard earlier, were just a good part, because normally you sound decent but far from perfect, as the disney princesses apparently do. What if he listens to your lyrics and can't stop laughing, because they are ridiculous? You can't possibly let this clearly talented musician listen to your versions of his songs. But you have no choice, you already agreed to it.