The year someone turns 18 they have the opportunity to be injected with a serum that will produce a soulmate mark somewhere on their body. This serum is costly and the procedure to get the injection is not covered by insurance.
A rare illness cropp...
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Directly after I say goodbye to everyone Yoongi practically drags me to his studio. I look around at the way he redecorated since the last time I was in here. He moved the couch so it was behind him and not in his peripheral vision. I am immediately able to comprehend the reason why that is, but I can't help but teasingly ask about it. I point at the couch's new location. "Were you having trouble getting work done, Bear?"
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He gives me a warning glare. "Yes, and I am not further discussing it right now. We are going to be working today. So, Honey, please do get any ideas." He grins at me but the warning is still there written in his eyes so I simply nod in response.
"So, what are we going to be working on?" I ask curiously, confused.
When I ask that his face completely falls. "Crap. I have been so focused on the idea of it I totally forgot to ask you."
"Ask me what?" I spread out my hands as I ask the question. Both to placate him and to show him that I'm not mad only inquiring for my own knowledge.
He expels a big breath before continuing, obviously nervous about how I might reply, but instead of asking he simply states what he wants. "I'd like to record some samples of you singing. Mostly nonsense sounds like 'la la las' and 'oooh'. Stuff like that."
"Things you might be able to sample in the background track of music?" I am surprised I am still more inquisitive than nervous by this idea. "I think we sort of talked about the possibility, but not that we would actually be doing it."
"Yeah, well, without going into too much detail about it, I think your voice might add something to a project I am currently working on." Yoongi offers as his only explanation.
I can tell by the way he says it that he is hoping I don't pry further into it. So, I shrug my shoulders and decide to humor him. "I'll do this, but only if you set an alarm on your phone so we know when to stop and take a lunch break."
