Nerd Alert || Min Yoongi

Talks and Detentions |14|

"Kpop band. Not a bad idea." Hoseok nods.

"It's a terrible idea! What if my voice cracks on the stage?! I have a bloody stage fright!" Jimin cries.

"But didn't you do ballet previously?" Jin asks Jimin and he looks down.

"But still..." He pouts.

"Guys, this is exactly what we are born for. Instead of torturing people, shouldn't we like—inspire people? I want to make music. Music can inspire anybody and any kind of a person." Namjoon smiles. "But I won't do it unless I don't have my team with me."

"I'm in." Taehyung jumps. "We're practically born for this. See, Hobi hyung did street dancing, Jimin hyung did ballet, Jungkook is good at both, singing and dancing, Yoongi hyung and Namjoon hyung can rap, Jin hyung and I can sing, I mean, this can't be a coincidence." Taehyung chuckles.

"Don't be too happy, kid." The old man of the group, aka Min Yoongi, grunts. "No matter how good we are, we're still inexperienced. Even if we are planning on making music, how? We don't even have a proper training."

"For now, let it be. Let's focus on composing and dancing more. Let's try to warm and open up our vocal cords more. I want everybody to install DAWs in their computers. Everybody should be here with a new piece of music every Sunday. This shall be our work for now." Namjoon explains. "When we're experienced enough, we'll audition for entertainment companies."

Everyone nods.

"People who are good at dancing, Hobi, Jungkook and Jimin, I want you all to come up with new moves every week." Namjoon says.

"As expected from our leader." Jungkook smiles.

"We'll become idols. My grandmother will be really proud." Taehyung smiles, too.

Basically, everybody was happy right now. But—

"Who came up with this idea?" Grandpa Yoongi asks, with a faint smile hinting excitement and Namjoon grins while looking at me.

"This girl, right here." He pats on my back softly and I smile. I notice Yoongi's smile disappearing.

"You?" Yoongi gives me a disgusted look and I roll my eyes.

"Yes." I scoff and look over at Namjoon.

"For once, she did something useful." Jimin laughs and I pout. Meanie.

"Get it, everyone?" Namjoon cuts everyone off and they nod. "Now come back here tomorrow after school, I'll guide you all on how to compose." He says.

Everybody was very happy. Especially Hoseok, Jin and Taehyung. Clearly, they weren't in the favour of hurting someone and living their own lives peacefully. Everybody, including Namjoon, makes their way out of the office, while I wait for Min Yoongi in the office. He, too, knew that I had some unfinished business with him.

"You..." Yoongi gives me a confused look. "Why did you—"

"I was just helping myself. I didn't want to spread false rumours about you." I avert my eyes and say. "You can do much better, Yoongi. But if I get pregnant, you're gonna have to pay for my doctor's fees." I say and rush towards the door to avoid Yoongi's soft gaze. But suddenly, I feel a hand grab my arm before I could leave the office.

"Thank you." He says with a soft voice and my heart skips a beat. Without saying anything, I take my leave from the office.