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Chapter 18

HS's pov*

I kept thinking about the guy I met trying to remember faces that looks like him as I laid with my hands behind my head staring at the dark ceiling, I really can't make out his face. I thought as I gave up thinking about it

It was Saturday and it's same old and boring, I went to classes which was longer than usual and came home to Jin hyung with that Namjoon guy. I wasn't surprised, I knew something's gonna happen between them, the way Jin kept smiling and shit but damnn he moved faster than I thought he would, damnn inviting him home and shit...go get em tiger or should I say tigress? I thought as I smiled mischievously at Namjoon and walked away leaving the two love birds at it.
I got to my room finishing off my homework and after about ten minutes later I heard a car engine started, when I looked through the window it was Namjoon's. Hmm he took a while...I went downstairs to a Jin covered in hickies

"You hungry? I made dinner" he said

"So which dinner did you ate? The one you cooked orrr..." I asked stressing on the 'OR' earning a towel thrown at my face

"He got you good didn't he" I said laughing looking at his neck. He quickly slapped his neck to hide it

"Did you-"

"Yes, I finished my homework you nagging old woman" I said cutting him off. I watched as he shook his head

"I'm going to shower" he said

"Nah more like 'I'M GOING TO TAKE CARE OF THIS BONER!" I yelled in a mocking tone laughing as he ran off slamming the door probably feeling embarrassed. Ahh he wouldn't have gotten left with a boner if I wasn't here...I feel sorry for him...hehe

I'm leaving hyung I shouted as I head out to my car, Sunday classes last only for three hours and after that I'd come home to Jin hyung and we'd watch movies and chill like we do on every Sunday, it's a brotherly thing we developed after leaving the mansion, can't say home that's for sure.
After at least two hours of sweating and panting the dance teacher came in clapping her hands to gain our attention, we turned our heads to her and listened carefully.

"Is there anyone who could rap in here?" She asked as everyone looked at me

"Hoseok can" Jake said. I remember telling them I could and also rapped for them. But why was she asking

"Hoseok, can you rap?" She asked

"Uhh yeah a little" I said scratching the back of my head

"Great! Follow me" she said a little happy...I was confused as I grabbed my water bottle and followed her. We were heading over to the other building where music happens our building is for dancing, It was a good 10 minutes of walking.
We got to a door "best of luck" she said knocking on the door and went running off. Huhh

"Come in" I heard from the other side of the door

I opened the door and saw how amazing the room was and it was huge, it had everything. It was my first time in a studio. I scanned it with a hanged mouth "can you rap?" The voice asked in a dark cold tone. I looked over and saw all the screens and a chair that was bigger than the person's voice.

"A little...why?" I asked full of curiosity

"Name?" He asked ignoring my question he's already getting on my nerves? I think I'm being too nice...

"Uhh Hoseok" I replied

"Good, get in there and rap the verse I left there" the man said in a commanding voice. Who the fuck is he?? I wanted to see him but he wouldn't turn. I like rapping but I don't like rapping to the point where I'm noticed by alot of people, and sometimes when listening to Agust D's or RM's music it just puts me in a situation where I just feel like shit... like who the fuck can rap like those men plus they're good looking. Their music are soo meaningful, filled with emotions mane I could go on all day about them.
I opened the door on my left as I went in, I looked at the glass but it was a one side view, I placed the headphones on and read the paper whoa these lyrics are good I thought as I gave it my best.

YG's pov*

I watched his back as he got in and turned to the glass...what is this bitch doing here?? I watched as he settled, brown t-shirt paste on his chest with his abs line printing through the thin shirt, grey joggers and hair glued on his forehead. He looks good. I let him finished and I hate to admit that the damn bitch was damn good. He got up and head in "uhh was I okay?" He asked. Putting aside all hate and shit for my music's sake

"It was okay" I said still not turning to face him but I'm curious about his reaction so...

"Holy shit! Agust D!??" He yelled shout with sparkly eyes like he's a fanGIRL who desperately wants my autograph. What the fuck is wrong with this idiot? Does he not remember what happened the other night??

"My apologies, I'm really honored to work with you sir" I heard as his voice went back to normal and looked up to the sight of him smiling who the fuckkk made that smile legal?!! 

Ignoring him "I overheard some bitches talking about a rapper by the name RM do you perhaps know him?" I asked

"Uhh yeah I heard about him I know where he works and your voice sounds familiar uhh did we-"

"Yeah we did now tell me where the fuck he works" I said cutting him off

"Ahhh right...do you really need to know?" he asked with a smirk after realizing who I am

"Yes" I said getting impatient

"Hmm ask nicely for it" he said with his hands behind his back and his probably signature smile on his face like I'm gonna do that.

"You must really think I need you for this information now don't you" I said chuckling

"No, I'm sure you don't. Goodbye" he said and walked out.

Hoseok huh? Fucking brat...but his rap...