Track 07

Chapter Twenty-Five

"What's wrong?" Jimin looks at you anxiously. You look through the window at Namjoon, Yoongi and Lynn (who is still only looking at Joon).

The boys' mouths are wide open. You look at each other in disbelief what you just heard. "Jimin, I didn't know you could sing like this." Namjoon is overflowing with joy:"Why didn't you ever tell me?" You look at Jimin:"Why do you let me sing, when you have the actual voice of an angel?" You shake your head. "This is your music, why would you let me ruin it, when you voice is like... like... like..." You can't find any words. "It's perfect." You hear Yoongi's voice through the speakers. "You two are perfect!" Wait a minute.

You two? What does he mean? "You sound like you are meant to sing together." You look at Jimin: "What is he talking about?" Jimin is smiling:"Our voices really do blend well together, y/n." "Suddenly, you know that you can sing?" You raise one eyebrow at him. He just laughs confidently:" I always knew. I mean, just like you, I mostly sing under the shower, but after hearing you sing to my songs, I knew we have to sing together. I didn't want to overwhelm you, so I said nothing. Yoongi did his part and now I got what I wanted. I didn't want to sing to my songs by myself, my voice isn't really the perfect fit for them, but yours... wow." He just looks like the happiest person on earth.

So he just lied to you, saying he doesn't sing. "Yes her voice is really nice," Yoongi starts again "but your voices together are out of this world. Let's start again." Yoongi is like a changed person, he's totally awake now and super excited to start working. He starts the track again, and again and again. After a couple of tries you and Jimin have found each others rhythm and work well together.

One hour later, the song is stuck in your head forever now, the first demo song is recorded. "The only thing left to do, is mixing everything together." Yoongi says while pulling out his phone. He's calling someone:"Hey! Can you be here in like 10 minutes?" He hangs up. "My technician will be here in 10 minutes. He's an absolute pro at stuff like this. I mean I know how to work with all the tools as well, but he's an absolute master at it, and I want this song to be the perfect demo song."

10 minutes later, the door opens once again and a guy in completely black clothes, with long hair, tucked behind his ears and made in to a bun in his neck enters the room. He wears silver earrings and his hands and arms are full with tattoos. He chews gum, looks at the odd group of you five and slightly nods in Yoongi's direction. He doesn't say a word but Yoongi knows what the nod meant and explains everything to him, then turns around to you:" That's the guy I was talking about. Jungkook. He's gonna do some mixing."

Jungkook nods in your direction. He doesn't seem like a talkative guy. But for the first time today Lynn looks away from Namjoon and stares at the black haired boy. You would love to know what is going on inside her head. He just ignores her, but that doesn't stop Lynn from giggling weirdly. Oh no, is this the way she usually is around those kinds of boys? Giggly, and girly and totally weird? No wonder she always had weird boyfriends. And Jungkook seems like a bad boy, like the ones she had before. You worry.

But you have to admit that Jungkook is more than a snack. He looks gorgeous. Probably the most gorgeous bad boy you've ever seen. Although bad boys aren't really your type, he still does something to you. Jimin sees the way you look at him, clears his throat and asks:"So Jungkook, how old are you?" Jungkook doesn't answer, but Yoongi does:" We don't know his age. He didn't bring a resume when applying. He just came in here, took one of my existing songs and made it into an absolute bop within an hour. That's when I hired him. I don't know anything about him, I got the feeling nobody does. He barely speaks. Earlier, when I called him, he didn't say a word, just hung up after I asked him if he could come. That's usually a yes."

He could do anything. He could sell drugs, be in a gang or worse, could've murdered someone. You wouldn't trust that guy, but still, you would instantly give him your life, if he asked for it.