Yoongi's Little Sister

Special

BTS/Narrator POV

The two boys went into Namjoon's lavish room, they sat on his grey king sized bed as Namjoon looked for his earphones to share with Jungkook to listen to the recording, even though the rooms were sound proof, they didn't want to play it out loud just in case, you can't ever be too cautious. They sat opposite each other, Jungkook pressed play and paused the recording every time Namjoon asked him to, so he could write notes and google words he didn't understand. Jungkook watched Namjoon's every move, mainly his face to decipher what he was thinking about the conversation between Y/N and Kook. When Joon was done, he took out his earphones and Jungkook did the same, "So?" Jungkook eagerly asked, "What did you think?"  Namjoon looked at his notebook then back at Jungkook, "Well," he paused. He was lost for words almost. The Kim Namjoon, lost for words. "Well?" Kook questioned, shocked that Namjoon was speechless. "Well, she's amazing." Namjoon sighed, a slight chuckle escaped his lips along with the sigh. He jumped up from the bed and paced the room, his notebook in hand, "There's way more to this girl, and I wanna find out what she's really like. The way she speaks makes you wonder if she was a poet in her past life!" He laughed, still surprised. Jungkook watched his hyung in awe. He hadn't really witnessed Namjoon be so interested in a person.  "Her love for the sky, the stars, the galaxy, the moon, the night. She's like me. Haven't you noticed she's a little bit of all of us? It's weird but in a good way. But behind her enthusiasm, there's pain. She said she will be happy, but we need to fix it,  I want to know more. I'm captivated just by listening to her talk. Some people say they hold the world in their hands, but the way she speaks, she's a girl of the night, she holds the moon in her hands, and she reflects the moonlight, she unveils the beauty of the dark." Namjoon finally stopped walking. He was officially intrigued by this girl. Few people share the same personality as him, or few personalities even intrigue him. Not in a romantic way, he just wanted to figure her out, the same with Jungkook. "Wow" is all that Jungkook could say, he leaned back against the headrest. "I'm happy you were with her that night Kook. She had all this to share and it was with you." He smiled proudly at the boy who held the galaxy in his eyes. "I'm happy I recorded it too" Jungkook laughed, he kept thinking about the way Joon had described her. The way she spoke was similar to Joon, he was right. "You know, she is Yoongi's sister but like you said, it's crazy how similar she is to us... Do you think it's because of that time she visited us when she was little and possibly picked up a few of our traits?" Jungkook wondered, his legs stretched out in front of him. Namjoon went back to the bed where Kook was laying, "Yeah, maybe," he was still in deep thought as he stared into the distance, "Hyung are you gonna tell Yoongi hyung?" Namjoon gave Jungkook back his phone after clutching onto it, "Yeah, he needs to know, we all do, she's living with us Kook, we might as well get comfortable with her and have actual conversations." 

Jungkook was left alone while Namjoon went to look for Yoongi who was working on a song in his studio. "Aish, why won't it sound right?" Yoongi muttered under his breath as he played the same piano key over again against some beats on his computer. 

Knock, Knock 

He stretched his back after being slouched over a desk for hours on end and opened his high security door to let the Namjoon in. "Hey, what you doing? You busy?" Joon knew he was busy, there really isn't a time when the boys aren't busy. "Just composing a song, well trying to anyway, wae?" Yoongi slouched back into his black, leather chair. "Did you talk to Y/N?" Yoongi suddenly remembered Joon was going to talk to her, he perked up at the thought. "Listen hyung, Jungkook showed me something, long story short, they ended up staying up this one night, a few nights ago, and he couldn't understand what she was saying, so he recorded it and gave it to me to translate, and" he was interrupted by a curious Yoongi, "And what Namjoon?" Namjoon took a seat on Yoongi's velvet black sofa and proceeded, "Here, you can listen, I also have the translation on this," Joon handed Yoongi a piece of paper as Yoongi's bewildered eyes followed Joon's. "Or you can explain to me what is going on?" he grew anxious, tapping his leg on the laminated wooden floor, his knee bopping up and down every half a second. "It's nothing serious, relax. Once you listen to it, you'll get it but I'll just say what I'm thinking right now." Yoongi nodded. "She's special hyung," Joon once again interrupted by his sarcastic brother. "Well yeah, she's THE Min Yoongi's little sister, of course she's special" He chuckled at his own comment making Namjoon smirk. "Yes, and that, of course." he sarcastically smiled. "But, as I was saying, she spoke from the heart with Jungkook that night, she isn't all it seems. She loves the night, the way she spoke about how it made her feel, her tone. We should really get to know her better. I don't know, I haven't met someone at that age who speaks the way she does Hyung." Joon smacked his knees as he got up heading towards the door leaving Yoongi extremely fascinated. "Just listen to it, okay?" he spoke softly as he left the studio. Yoongi was officially intrigued. He listened to the recording straight away, occasionally glancing at Namjoon's notes for translation, but he's basically secretly fluent in English. He rested his elbow on the armchair, his palm cupping his chin, he had finished listening and didn't really know what to think. He felt as if he should have been the one to talk to her, or he should at least make more of an effort to have these deep conversations, now that he knows the type of person she is. He decided not to waste anymore time sitting and should just go talk to his sister instead. He made his way to Y/N's room, her door is open but he knocked anyway but before he did, he had observed her, she was sat in the middle of her bed, cross-legged, her laptop on her lap reading something. Yoongi thought her concentration face was so cute, her lips would pout slightly and her hair was plaited messily. When he did finally knock, she came out of her reading trance and acknowledged her big brother, making her smile showing her pearly white teeth. "Yoongi!"