Remember

Studio

Hoseok and Jimin carried down boxes to the empty room downstairs. The room had finally, finally been cleared out and ready for use, and the two knew exactly what to make it into.

For the past few months, Yoongi had been complaining about sore thighs and/or shoulders because he creates his music on his bed. The basement was previously preoccupied as a waste storage area for stuff they needed to get rid of or didn't need, but were too lazy to actually do it. Working on it without Yoongi knowing was hard, but they finally finished. So at last, the plan to make the downstairs room a studio was put into action. The equipment was heavy considering it was only the two of them carrying it, but they made it work. "Set that right over there," Jimin directed Hoseok to the piano. "Imma put this here and then we can add the speakers over here, okay?"

After about 3 hours of nonstop putting together furniture and plugging in speakers, the two stepped back, admiring the black and white themed studio. Hoseok did the honors of placing Yoongi's new laptop in the center of it all and they were completed. "Later today, yeah?" Hoseok confirmed. Jimin nodded, sighing happily. "I hope he likes it."

"Me too."

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"What?" Yoongi choked on his rice. "Hoseok I'm not into BDSM..." Hoseok's mouth dropped open, holding the blindfold in front of him while Jimin giggled in the corner.

"No you dumbass," Hoseok flicked Yoongi's forehead. "I wouldn't ask you in front of this immature child over here."

"Hey!" Jimin whined. "I'm not a child, you know." Hoseok sighed, lifting his hand with the blindfold up again in front of Yoongi's face.

"Put. It. On," his voice got deep, the dominance peering through, but he quickly returned back to his original bright smile. Yoongi quickly took it, tying it to cover his eyes as told. Hoseok grabbed one hand while Jimin grabbed the other, leading them down the stairs. Excited, they opened the door to the studio and let go of Yoongi's arms, standing next to either side.

"Take it off," Jimin whispered to him. Yoongi was terrified, clearly expecting a jump scare or a single bed with a rope and handcuffs in the middle along with a maid suit from the way he was trembling. Eventually, he gained back his courage, and slowly removed the blindfold, the lights dimmed and slowly going brighter as Hoseok played with them.

"Welcome to your own studio," Hoseok cheered, both clapping their hands happily. Yoongi's mouth fell open, eyeing all the decors and the theme of the beautiful, small room. He noticed the little details, like picture frames, snacks hidden in the corner for him, a basket full of necessities such as a blanket, pillow, and even a toothbrush. He also, of course, noticed the big details such as all the new shit he didn't previously have such as the speaker, headset, and even a proper microphone.

It was perfect.

"I don't know what to say... gosh, thank you guys, this is amazing," Yoongi hugged them both, smiling widely. "God, you even brought new equipment?! This must've cost a shitload!"

"Don't worry about it," Hoseok brushed it off. "We did it for you because we love you and want to support your dreams." Yoongi's eyes felt watery, a tiny tear falling, symbolizing the genuine gratitude he felt for the two.

"I don't deserve either of you," he wiped his eyes with the back of his hands. "Thank you."

& since that day, Yoongi never left the studio.

"Yoongi, let's watch a movie!"
"Sorry, busy. Next time?"

"Yoongi, let's play uno!"
"I'm sorry, I'm working on something."