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jungkook cant believe it.
the man on the stage right now, who's going against namjoon.
the man who helped him earlier.
the name they've been shouting since earlier.
the man namjoon and hobi calls "shorty".
and the man that has been in his mind for several days and counting.
they're all just one person.
min yoongi.
he wants to pinch or slap himself, but he didnt. he's afraid that everything is just a dream. that everything is just an after effect of his insomnia.
if this is a dream, he wouldnt want to wake up.
"dont go easy on me, joonie." suga said through the mic and sent a smirk to namjoon.
namjoon shook his head and made a move to crack his knuckles. "they say adults should give the kids a chance. i aint giving you a chance tho."
"you better."
zico tossed a coin, and it showed heads. heads means house rapper gets to decide who comes first. yoongi made a face and pointed at namjoon, who just chuckled.
"you've got to be kidding me." he said and positioned himself.
"ranch randa comes first!"
"let the dome matrix begin..."
jungkook knows that namjoon is a great rapper, with all the stories jin had told him before when he went to ilsan with namjoon to watch one of his battles, but he doesnt know he's this good. he's not as fast as eminem, but still pretty fast for someone who doesnt rap like jungkook himself. his diction is perfect, and considering that namjoon is a very fluent english speaker, he adds english words that adds spark to the flame.
oh, and he's composing everything on the spot, btw ;)
jungkook cant even do an impromptu speech, how much more composing a rap that's like four to six times faster than how you normally speak?
"rusty my ass." hobi remarked as namjoon slowed down a bit and finished his part with a "get lost" and made a shooing gesture.
yoongi smirked at his opponent and put his hood up over his head again, held his mic the way he's used to, and immediately started.
if jungkook thought that namjoon is amazing, then the perfect word to describe yoongi is crazy.
he spat words fast as light, heavy as thunder, hot as fire, wild as tiger, it's no joke. jungkook could feel the weight of yoongi's words and the intensity of each profanity he spits.
it's actually a surprise that jungkook understands what yoongi's saying, but it's no surprise either because some of the reasons why yoongi is a house rapper of the dome is because he has a good diction, he spits each word clearly and full of emotion, and because of the message that he says.
everyone could tell how much yoongi loves rapping and how good he is at it. everything he does on stage is natural. the pointing-of-fingers, hand gestures, his small kicks here and there, and his occasional deep screech that makes everyone cheer because damn, who doesnt love his deep voice, right?
jungkook cant help but close his eyes and just listen to him with his ears, heart, and soul, just like he always does when he's listening to his mixtapes. that lisp and accent, his deep raspy voice, it makes jungkook go crazy as hell.
jungkook knows he doesnt have any right to be but he is greatly proud of yoongi, and it saddens him a bit that he cant express it to him. but he pushed that thought away and focused on the hooded man on stage, the man who is literally on fire.
they went on a few more turns, until it was yoongi's last turn. he walked away from his original place and walked closer to the audience, put his foot on top of the speaker by the edge of the stage, and removed his hood and looked at the crowd.
"if anyone of you knows how this goes, rap along, araso?" yoongi managed to spit out im between his rapping and started rapping a piece that is so familiar to jungkook.
'that's one of his songs from his latest mixtape.' jungkook thought and immediately, a grin broke out of his lips and started rapping along with yoongi.
"the root of my creativity has tasted the sweet, bitter and shit of this world
those days when i laid down to sleep on the toilet floor, it’s all memories now uh they’re now memories
my shoulder which shattered thanks to the accident i met during my part time job
the debut which i clung as if it was my life
who do you think your fool by pretending you’ve gone through all the miseries
seiko, rolex, ax (hall) and gymnastic (stadium)
the heads of thousands nodding to my hand gesture
sorrow created me uh look at me closely uh
selling ourselves or not you all
say we couldn’t do it but we didn’t. shit!"
yoongi did a deep screech and closed his eyes, the applause of the crowd filling in his ears. he huffed and grinned, loving the feeling of being on stage once again.
he grinned at namjoon and pulled him in a hug and they both bowed and went backstage. hobi immediately dragged jungkook to the backstage, wanting to congratulate the two.
"it was nice being in the same stage as you again, shorty."
yoongi groaned and smacked the younger's head. "aigoo~ after i beat you back there, you still have the guts to call me that, cockatoo?!"
they both laughed and turned to whoever that is who screamed.
"chukhahae, chingus!" hobi greeted and pecked the two rappers' cheeks. after doing so, hobi pulled jungkook close and put an arm over him.
"you didnt tell us you're the one who challenged yoongi into a battle. aish, you guys left me out in the fun again." hobi pouted and crossed his arms.
"stop acting like a spoiled maknae and act your age, hobi. besides, i didnt really plan it. the challenger couldnt make it, and so i volunteered to do it." namjoon explained.
yoongi noticed jungkook looking all left out and shy so he spoke up. "who's your friend?"
jungkook immediately tensed up and tried straightening himself up. he gripped hobi's arm tighter, making the hyung laugh.
"aigoo, dont be afraid, kookie. yoongi doesnt bite. besides, you could take on him because you're way taller than him."
"hey! hold your horses right there, you shit." yoongi narrowed his eyes at hobi.
"anyways, yoongi, this is jeon jungkook. i brought him here tonight because he likes your mixtapes." namjoon then said to stop the possible banter, making jungkook flush pink. jungkook was more than grateful for the red lights because no one could see how red he is right now.
yoongi looked at jungkook with a smile on his face. "jinjja? someone really does listen to my crap, huh?"
"jin even scolded him for not doing his thesis because he listened to your mixtapes all night instead of working o--"
"too much information, hyung!"
it was late when jungkook realized what he had said. he clamped his hand over his mouth, causing the hyungs to giggle at him.
"waaa, this boy is cute." yoongi exclaimed, making the boy blush harder (if it's even possible).
their conversation is cut short when suddenly, someone yelled yoongi's name loudly.
'jimin?' jungkook thought as the boy walked closer to them.
jimin immediately clung himself to yoongi, squeezing the life out of him, making namjoon raise a brow, hobi crumple his face in disgust, and jungkook gasp.
"you did great back there, babe! im so proud of you!"
jungkook felt his whole body shut down, his heart breaking, and his world crashing.
'j-jimin is...
the boy in yoongi's instagram post, right?'
he need not anyone to answer that when suddenly
jimin crashed his lips against yoongi's.
'well damn, they gave the answer to my question in the most heartbreaking way, huh?'
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ok so i wasnt able to keep my promise that this would not be a crappy chap bc wtf is this even ugh
btw, the piece jungkook rapped along is an excerpt from yoongi's song in his mixtape called the last ♡ credits to btsdiary bc i got it from their site lmao
so yep, epilogue :(
im actually sad that this is going to end already aww. at first, idek whats going to happen to this story, but bc of those readers who told me to continue this, i suddenly felt attached to this story ♡
epilogue is the next and last chap :"(
just a reminder again bc i think none of you has remembered this but jungkook has insomnia okay? keep that in mind pls ;)
oooooh we're close to 300 reads just wow thank you guys~~~
pray with me that the epilogue will be the best chap of this story lmao
i'll do my best to make that happen ;)
-nikki
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