𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 | 𝐎𝐓𝟕 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝟏𝟕 - 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐨

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 | (𝐘/𝐍) | 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐨

It took me a while to fall asleep last night. It could have been from the nonstop shock that I was in or from Jin and Hobi running around the apartment to tent to Yoongi's and Taehyung's nasty battle wounds. Jungkook had left the room to help out also, so that left me and Jimin alone. I laid out on the soft, cozy, bed, and curled up with Jimin still in his full form.

I got up, Jimin not in my arms anymore, and the sunlight reflecting off the mirror and straight in my face. My head and my knee were throbbing in pain every time I tried to move.

Once I got somewhat used to the feeling of the throbbing, I got out of bed and started making my way to the kitchen, every step I took made me recollect all that happened last night. I turned to go into the kitchen, and saw Yoongi with bandages around his right eye and some wrapped around his arms, sitting on one of the barstools, eating what looked like black noodles.

I came and sat beside him.

"I'm sorry that you had to get injured because of me."

"It isn't your fault, so... don't apologize."

He looked like he was in pain every time he brought the chopsticks to his lips.

"Still, is there anything I can do for you in return for saving me?"

A small chuckle fell from his mouth.

"You should be mindful of what you say, when you say you can do anything, please remember that you are a girl and many people will take advantage of you."

It was silent for a few minutes before I replied.

"But... I know you aren't like that, so is there something that you need help with?"

A long and disappointed sigh came from him.

"I have to work today, so how about helping me around the studio?"

"Studio?"

"Oh, I guess you haven't been told, I make my own music, and recently I haven't been able to write anything, but I think my writing block has gone away."

-

I dug through Hobi's clothes in his closet, he let me have full range to his clothes. I have very few clothes in my room, but Hobi's was much more comfortable than mine. Yoongi walked in and saw that I was having a hard time finding something that would fit me.

"You know... you can also have so-some of my clothes." Yoongi's face heating up and even stuttering.

"I can!?"

Yoongi led me to his room and pointed out some of the clothes that he would give to me. His clothes were still big on me but the shirts didn't look like a dress on me like Hobi's did.

'I hadn't noticed this until now, but everyone was gone.'

"Where is everyone?"

"Taehyung is locked in his room. Jin, Namjoon, and Hoseok are at work. Jungkook and Jimin are in school."

"Oh, can I bring my homework with me?"

"Sure, I can even help you with it."

-

Yoongi made me put on a hat before we left to go to his studio and even made me hold his hand while walking on the streets. Everyone else that was walking around got evil looks from Yoongi, as a way to tell them to keep away.

He was behaving extremely overprotective, like if he didn't hold on to me, I would just fly away or someone would just snatch me up and run away. But I didn't really mind it, his hands look rough and veiny, but in reality, they were very gentle and smooth.

-

Once we got in the tight spaced studio, he cleared out a spot for me to sit on the black, leather, sofa. There were dials and blinking lights on a board in front of his desk and another room separated with glass from this one. There were little, black, foam, triangles sticking out from the walls and what looked like a small piano in the corner of the room.

'So this is a studio.'

"If you need anything or help on your homework, just tap on my shoulder."

"Okay."

Yoongi put on a pair of big headphones and looked on to 2 monitors, clicking and typing words that I didn't understand. Sometimes missing with the dials or writing something down on a piece of paper. This went on for about an hour before I tapped onto his shoulder.

"Yes?"

He asked turning around from his dark swivel chair.

"Can you play something for me?"