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~YOONGI'S POV~

"I hate to break up this emotional love fest, but Yoongi, I just got a text from Bang PD. He wants us to meet him at the office," Namjoon called out, waving his phone in the air. Unfortunately, all that waving caused it to slip right out of his hand and fall on the sidewalk, leaving Namjoon cursing as he scrambled to pick it up and assess the damage.

Yoongi finally stepped away from you, unable to stop smiling. If it hadn't have been for Namjoon's interruption, he might have stood there and continued to kiss you until morning came. Because finally, he felt better about everything. Obviously, the future was unknown and anything could happen, but for now, there was clarity. And because he'd finally been honest, he felt incredibly relieved. He didn't need to avoid you anymore while he tried to work through his own issues. Now, if the two of you could just be honest with each other from here on it, nothing could get in your way.

"I'll just leave from here," You smiled back at him.

"I'd rather you not walk alone," Yoongi said uneasily, "Why don't you just come back to the office with us and I'll take you home after?"

"Are you sure that's okay? Sounds like you're having a meeting," You shifted.

"It'll be fine. I doubt it'll take long, anyway. Bang PD is a pretty easy-going guy," Yoongi reassured you, sliding an arm around your shoulders, "Let's go."

"Guys, I think I just killed my phone," Namjoon called out in a cry, and you couldn't help but laugh.

"That's gotta hurt," Yoongi chuckled, leaving Namjoon scowling at him.

The three of you walked back to the BigHit office within about 15 minutes time. Yoongi couldn't keep his eyes off you, that whole way back. He was just so happy. And to feel that happy for once felt pretty good.

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~YOUR POV~

"I've been informed by my assistant that a video of you two has gone viral on Twitter! Isn't that great?!" Bang PD exclaimed.

Yoongi and Namjoon were standing inside their studio, talking with Bang PD while you were hiding in the doorway. You tried to stay in the foyer to wait for them, but Yoongi insisted that there was no reason for you to stay out there alone. For some reason, being around his boss made you feel nervous and on-edge. You kind of assumed that people like Bang PD had it out for significant others of their artists; relationships almost always produced bad press.

"Yes, Sir! We're very excited," Namjoon replied. You couldn't see Yoongi's facial expression from where you were standing, but he sounded happy when he said, "Yes, we are!"

"Good work tonight, boys. Make sure you're here early on Monday. I'm bringing in another rapper that I want you both to meet. His name is Jung Hoseok. Make him feel welcome, yeah?" Bang PD explained, leaving both Yoongi and Namjoon nodding in agreement.

You left the doorway then, running back down to the foyer area as you were too scared to talk to Bang PD just yet. Yoongi and Namjoon met you there just a few minutes later.

"That went well," Yoongi breathed in relief as they walked up to you. "Why'd you run off?"

"I got nervous," you admitted shyly, looking down at the floor.

"Ah, don't worry about Bang PD. He's a nice man," Namjoon waved off your comment, reaching for his phone but then frowning, seemingly remembering that he had just shattered it. "Well, I don't know about you two, but I'm exhausted. So, I'm going to go. Y/N, it was nice to meet you. Yoongi, good job tonight." Namjoon smiled, then waved, and was off.

"He seems like a cool guy," you offered, you and Yoongi starting on the trek back to your dorm.

"Honestly, yeah. He's cool. But, brutally honest," he said, taking his hand in yours once walking on the sidewalk.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. He's already talked some sense into me and I haven't even known him for a whole week yet," Yoongi admitted, squeezing your hand gently.

"What? Did he talk some sense into you about me?" You raised an eyebrow.

"Maybe."

"What did he say?" you were curious now, but also laughing on the inside. You had a hunch that he'd been discussing the relationship with Namjoon.

"That I wasn't being fair. That I needed to clear things up."

"Namjoon is one smart cookie," You chuckled.

"Oh, trust me, he hurt my feelings though," Yoongi replied, smiling a little bit.

"He hurt your feelings?"

"It hurt because everything he said was right. I was in the wrong and he let me know it."

"Sounds like a good friend to me."

Yoongi shrugged, "Yeah, I guess you're right."

You glanced down at your hand that was intertwined with his, "I mean, look where his advice got us."

Yoongi couldn't help but smile, echoing your words, "Namjoon is one smart cookie." His words were light and carefree, unburdened. He really seemed happy. And that made you happy.

"Min Yoongi," you said suddenly. He seemed surprised, looking over at you.

"Hm?" He questioned, an eyebrow raised.

"I'm proud of you."

"For what?"

"For making it this far."

And then he blushed, thanked you, kissed you, and walked you the rest of the way home.

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~YOONGI'S POV~

"Are you nervous about meeting the new guy?" Yoongi asked as Namjoon was cleaning up the studio.

"Dude, we gotta start throwing our trash away more often," Namjoon seemed a bit frazzled, trying to make the studio somewhat presentable before Hoseok arrived. He had already gathered Styrofoam ramen cups, empty cartons of banana milk, and several Hi-Chew wrappers.

"You're totally nervous, aren't you?" Yoongi chuckled, leaning back in his chair, relaxed.

"You know, you could help me clean up," Namjoon grumbled, tossing everything in the trash.

"Hey, chill out. What are you so worried about?"

"I just don't want to make a bad first impression, especially if we're about to be stuck working with this guy," Namjoon sighed, sitting down in beside Yoongi.

"I wonder why Bang PD has been bringing people in lately. First it was me, then you, now Hoseok. Who's next? I mean, what's his plan here?" Yoongi wondered aloud, combing through various possibilities within his mind.

"Honestly? I think he's trying to form a group," Namjoon popped a piece of gum in his mouth before holding out the box, offering Yoongi a piece.

"A whole boy group? How does he think we could even being to compete with those bigger companies? SM? JYP? We can't stand against groups trained by those companies. If we debuted as solo rappers, then maybe..." Yoongi trailed off, unwrapping his own piece of gum.

"That's not true though, because you and I have gained popularity online. If we fan that flame and keep it alive while Bang PD is putting the group together, it's not impossible-"

Namjoon was cut off by soft knocking on the door.

"That must be him."

Rising from his chair hesitantly, Yoongi went over and opened the door. Standing outside of it was none other than Bang PD himself, and a cheerful looking boy beside him.

"Boys, good morning! This is the other rapper I was telling you about, Jung Hoseok. Hoseok, this is Yoongi and Namjoon," Bang PD grinned, and Hoseok bowed politely. He didn't necessarily seem uncomfortable; he looked more shy than anything.

After a few more awkward introductions, Bang PD announced that he wanted a repeat of what had happened last week.

"What do you mean a repeat?" Yoongi asked.

"You know how you and Namjoon worked together all last week, and then performed on Saturday? The same thing is happening this week, except we're adding Hoseok to your group," Bang PD explained.

Hoseok smiled awkwardly, "I look forward to making music with you both."

"Great!" Bang PD shouted, "I'll check in later!" And then he left, leaving Namjoon and Yoongi having a strange face-off with Hoseok.

"Um, welcome to the team!" Namjoon awkwardly chuckled, trying to break the awkward silence.

"I think you might be right, Joon," Yoongi said suddenly.

"Hm? About what?"

"Bang PD really is trying to make us into a boy group."

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~YOUR POV~

"What do you mean Bang PD is trying to make you guys into a boy group?" You asked through a mouthful of animal crackers.

"How can you stand to eat the kind with no icing?" Namjoon shivered, shaking his head in disgust.

"Yeah, Y/N you know how I feel about you, but plain animal crackers are terrible," Yoongi piped in, leaving Namjoon nodding in agreement.

"Can you two stop judging my snack habits and answer the question?" you rolled your eyes, popping a few more crackers in your mouth just to irritate them. It was Wednesday afternoon, and Yoongi had invited you to come hang out in the studio while him and Namjoon worked on the instrumental mix for their new song. Hoseok was required an extra Wednesday dance class because Bang PD saw "extra potential" in him, so it was just you, Namjoon, and Yoongi for the meanwhile.

"Yeah, Joon has a theory that Bang PD is going to keep bringing other people for us to work with, and eventually form a boy group," Yoongi finally answered the question.

"A group of how many members?"

"Oh, who knows. This hasn't even been confirmed; it's just a hunch," Yoongi shrugged his shoulders, getting up from his spot at the computer beside Namjoon to come and sit down beside you on the tiny couch.

"How's your homework coming?" He asked, nodding toward the abundant amount of papers that were scattered across the coffee table.

"Umm..." You trailed off, not wanting to admit to him that you hadn't gotten one bit of studying done since you had arrived. Too bad that Yoongi caught on anyway.

"Y/N, I'm going to stop inviting you here if you can't focus," he chuckled, looking over all the worksheets you had that were still blank.

"No! It's fine, I'll get it done," you said at a little bit more forcefully than you meant to, leaving you blushing slightly.

"I know, I'm pretty distracting, right?" he smirked. You wanted to roll your eyes, but you found yourself smiling instead.

"I'm right, aren't I?" he said playfully, so much so, that you forgot Namjoon was less than five feet away.

"If you guys are going to make out, can you do it somewhere else? I saw enough of that on Saturday night. And I'd rather eat all those animal crackers than listen to you flirt any longer," Namjoon let out an exasperated sigh, clicking away on the computer.

"Rude," Yoongi threw a pillow at the back of Namjoon's head. "And I was going to ask you to be best man at our wedding."

You knew he was joking, but the phrase "our wedding" caught you off guard. Yoongi apparently had noticed how you'd become frozen in the moment, likely blushing like crazy.

Yes, you were in love with Yoongi. That much was obvious. And while you two were serious about each other, "I love you's" had never been exchanged. And sure, you had thought about a future with him many times. But as his life kept changing, the image for your future with him kept changing as well.

The prospect of marrying Yoongi had been something that you had entertained on more than one occasion, but hearing him say something like that, even in a joking matter, made you feel a lot of feelings.

"Sad, because I would be the perfect best man after hearing all of your complaining and seeing you cry about her," Namjoon spun around on his chair, throwing the pillow back at Yoongi.

"Wait, you cried?" You snapped out of your daze filled with Yoongi-Husband thoughts. "So you really were crying on the phone!" You accused.

"Well...um," Yoongi awkwardly scratched the back of his head just as he had the first day you met him.

"Don't even try to deny it," Namjoon said before turning his gaze to you, "Tears everywhere. Complete waterworks."

"You're so cute," you gushed, playfully hitting Yoongi on the arm.

"Shut up," he grumbled.

You could tell he was embarrassed, but you cuddled up next to him anyway, "I can't believe you really cried over me."

"Stop," he groaned, rolling his eyes, leaving Namjoon cackling from his chair. A phone sounded.

"Hey, Hoseok just texted and said he's on his way back from dance practice. You two might want to break off the cuddle party. We're risking running him off," Namjoon called out.

And even though Yoongi was being grumpy and Namjoon was teasing you and you hadn't finished any of the homework that was due tomorrow, you were incredibly content and happy that day.

Because finally, for once, things seemed to be going well. Everything was on the right track.

For now, anyway.