T h u r s d a y

T a e h y u n g

I groaned. And rather loudly. It was bright for this Thursday morning, a lot of sun light peeking through my small, colorful room. It seemed as if the morning was pure, seeing as everything was quiet. Peaceful.

I opened my window, listening to the birds chirp.

But that's a lie, I live in a city, birds don't exist. ( r i p )

I stuck my head into the crisp air, inhaling the scent of freshness and gasoline. It was nice. Relaxing, sorta of like the essential oil of the city.

A loud bang sounded at my door, making my head snap in its direction.

Jimin.

He's so weird it almost scares me. But I love my ChimChim, in a brotherly way. Plus, I'll leave him for Jungkook.

"Oh TaeTae!" He sang loudly.

"Oh ChimChim!" I sang back, stomping over to my door.

"Open up, i got news."

"And what might they be?"

"So Hoseok is going to be performing at the bar with Namjoon and Yoongi, so I think we should go!" He says, fiddling with things around my room.

I gently sigh, "Jimin, you know I don't do bars."

"But I do! And Jungkook can't go and I don't want to go alone."

"But~"

"No buts mister! You're going, okay?" Jimin pouts. His eyes glisten slightly as he puckers his bottom lip.

"Alright fine," I mutter, walking past him, going to the bathroom.

"Oh thank you! Thank you!" He practically screeches.

I chuckle at my friend, he's always been adorable. He laughs at anything and everything, and gets excited quite easily. As I get to the bathroom, I turn on the cold water. Cold water has always eased me. Made me feel peaceful, for I liked the slight shock it gave you when you first stepped in.

Cold showers are the best.

y o o n g i

It's cold this morning. Too cold. Namjoon being the idiot he is broke our heater last night while I wasn't there. And this shitty apartment building isn't going to fund for the heat... and we're broke so... I'm freezing. I mean, even though I don't live with Namjoon, he still manages to find a way to break it.

I officially announce Namjoon as my least favorite person right now.

At the worst part is, Jin can stay at his house since they're like, married. (Even though one won't propose to the other, like get on it guys.)

So I'm here to freeze alone, and as I was finally comfortable and getting warmth from my blanket burrito, my phone rang.

Of course, life hated me.

I looked at the caller ID, Horseok, and slightly chuckled. Hobi was my man, at least in an alternative universe he is. ( wink wink )

I slowly brought myself out of the burrito groaning. Chills went down my spine making me feel unbelievably frozen.

"The fuck do you want? You ruined my warmness," I said in an angry tone.

Hoseok laughed aloud, making me slightly chuckled, "Yoongi! I got an important question."

"Please no."

"But it's importaaannnttt~"

"Is it really?"

"Yes."

"Fine."

"Oh yay! You love me!" He yells.

I laughed aloud at his weirdness. His question probably wasn't even important, probably something like-

"Perform with me?"

I froze. Literally. "Perform, pfft, as if. Good joke Hobi."

"I'm not joking."

Perform? Are you serious Hoseok? Of course he'd tell me to do that. What else? I can barely even talk to a group of people let alone flaunt myself for a crowd.

"Let me explain, so you know how you rap and all, well, I'm performing at a bar and I've kinda already told everyone that you and Namjoon were going to perform with me so..." he trailed off.

"Oh you fucking~" I started, but he shortly cut me off.

"Before you scream, I think you should do. I mean, you rapping can literally make a person turn on! So raspy and all, I mean damn, it's fine. Plus, it's like your dream! So we should also rap one of your songs."

"Hoseok please never compliment me again."

He giggled. And a lot.

"But, I'm still not going to do it."

"Yoongi, do it!"

"No."

"Yes!"

"No."

"Yes Yes!"

"No no."

"Yes Yes Yes and if you say no one more time I'm going to kill you."

"Nah."

"Fuck... Yoongi! Look, you'll get paid! And, you can get your heater fixed."  Hoseok said, sounding tired.

Heat. That seems nice right about now.

"Fine..." I mutter quietly.

Silence filled the air, giving an odd setting. Too quiet for anything. Until a very high pitched scream filled my ear, making me immediately hang up.

what am I doing?

Just then, out of the corner of my eye, I see a vibrant build bored that stood out from the rest.

Grape soda.

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Foreshadowing boys and girls. I'm... clever :)) nah that's a joke be heh I'm funny.