"Yoongi, let me perform this song.", I stood my stand. I won't let him take my song away from me. "Why should I? Am I not the co writer and producer of this song? Didn't I equally spent my time with you in creating this song? Didn't I rap in this song? And change your words. It's NOT your song. It's OUR song.", Yoongi sneered at me. He had a poker face on, but his voice depicted the rage he had inside. "But you said you wanted to do nothing with this song.", I retorted back. "Okay, I'll let you perform this song." I rolled my eyes at his statement. "Really? You gave in so easily? What's the catch?", I said looking at him dead in his eye. He had a mischievous glint laced in his eyes. "Nothing Aera. Just perform it with me.", he said smirking. And that's when I knew shit was about to go down.