3 (삼)

Namjoon

Yoongi really sings very well, maybe even better than other artists in the company. He has an enviable voice.

-Yeah, Hyung? Are you ok?

-Hm? Did something happen?

-Oh, nothing, I saw you lost in thought, and I thought something had happened.

-You know, I liked the way you sang. Honestly, you sang better than many other artists in the company.

-Thanks!

-Hey, Yoon, why were you ashamed? Am I wrong?

-Yes, but no one but you heard me sing.

-Aww. they said and held him in their arms, and he answered immediately.

When I left the company, Yoongi vredona in a song she had sung. It really suits him.

I left Yoongi in front of the block, and before I left, I had left a kiss on his forehead.

When I got home, Moonie was happy, when he's not happy, well, only on the days when I couldn't get him out, and he had to stay in the house all day, even if it was raining, at least I was with him, but I don't want to. let alone the horrible days when you are still in college.

Months. I think the universe hates me. The alarm didn't ring, let me take Moonie for a walk, I didn't catch it, I changed and left. I was considerably late. Having a lot of missed calls from Jin and Hobi, but also a few from Yoongi.

Seeing that there are 10 minutes until the break, I decide not to bother the hour. In the class being only with Hobi, Jin being one year older.

When the bell rings, I want to open the door, but I'm knocked down by a little mint-green creature, Yoongi!

-You, idiot, why did you do that?

-Hm?

-You didn't come to the park this morning, I was waiting for you, and Holly was waiting for Moonie.

-I didn't sound the alarm. And I arrived 10 minutes ago. But what about this speed? I say this knowing that you don't usually make that choice.

-Well, I was worried, and knowing where your group's class is, I came here. he says with a sigh, hugging me tightly, tapping his face on my chest.

-I'm sorry I worried you. I say and answer her hug.

-Joon ?! a voice is heard, the person just coming out the door.

-Hey Hobi, how are you?

-Died of boredom, as the gentleman knows, he decided to sleep for another hour.

-I didn't sound the alarm. And if you're dead, you don't know what it was like to see Moonie, with a leash in her mouth waiting by the door.

-I'm really sorry about Moonie.

-Now I won't be able to stay after classes to learn, because I have to take the little one for a walk.

During the lunch break, we were all in the canteen, eating quietly, until our silence was shattered by a Zuho who punched the table, which made Jin scared, and due to the contact, a little and the content the food had been thrown out.

At that moment, Yoongi winced, and instinctively, I took him in my arms.

-What the hell do you want Zuho?

-I want your little green.

-Not even over my body. Look for someone else.

-No, I want Yoongi. she says and lifts him, grabbing his arm, watching him squeeze it.

-Hey! You got your hands off Yoongi. I scream and get up, grabbing his collar.

-Hey, hey, what are you packing like that? Is your boyfriend something? Not. So I have every right to do to him what I want.

-But how do you know he's not her boyfriend? Jin asks him.

-Whoever wants to be with someone like Yoongi, a green-haired madman. A garden dwarf, white as his cousin, you say is a depressive who cuts his veins and does not eat.

-That's been it for you. No one can afford to offend Yoon like that. and the next moment, my fist made contact with Zuho's face, letting go of Yoongi. Are you okay Yoon? I ask him as I hug him, seeing that he is holding his arm.

Without anyone saying anything, they hold Yoon in their arms, like a sack of potatoes, and leave the canteen, walking in the backyard.

-Let me see. I say trying to lift the sleeve of my sweatshirt.

-N-no. I have no one.

-Yoon, I saw you holding your arm, let me see once. when I lift the sleeve of the sweatshirt, which reveals a soft spot, a sign that it will have a healthy bruise. Damn, let him see. I want to get up, but Yoongi grabs my arm.

-Don't bother, it's not worth it.

It had been three weeks since the Zuho incident. Yoongi and I only saw each other in the park in the morning, but we didn't talk, we just looked at our dogs, playing, and on Saturday at the cafe, and we didn't talk there.

Before, on Saturdays, I would sit and talk about insignificant things, and now? He works and I sit and compose. The director of the company had asked me if I wanted to make a career as a solo rapper, I told him I would think again.

When I found out, I wanted to ask Yoongi if he wanted to get involved, but seeing that he ignored my messages and calls, and at university he kind of avoided me, I said to see what was wrong with him until then.

I had learned from Taehyung what had happened to him.

He said that he was afraid of not using it even after throwing it like a rag when I got tired of it. I don't know how he can think like that, I really care about him, and in these three weeks, I found out how important it is for me.

Now he was at the cafe where Yoongi worked, I had come to discuss what he was doing about this. When I see him coming with the order I say:

-So show me .... I say knowing that I worked with Yoongi on that song.

-I'll show you ... Hm? Oh, you were Namjoon. What do you want to order?

-Can we talk, please, at least 5 minutes?

-Just 5 minutes. he says and sits down on the bench in front of me.

-Why are you still avoiding me?

-Do you really want to know?

-Yes! I'm tired of seeing you ignoring me, it hurts to see you at a distance from me.

-Okay then. I know that once and for all you will get bored of me, and you will throw me like a rag, especially since everyone, seeing us together, will think that it is more used, and then thrown away.

-Yoongi ... How can you think that?

-Well, I think it's logical. I'm not tall, I'm not smart, I'm not cute, I'm not as perfect as I think. I'm just a ghost in the body of a simple student. As Zuho said, a depressive who cuts his veins and does not eat.

-Yoongi, you are more than perfect, your height is adorable, you are super cute, you are very smart, and you are the best rapper I know, you are a lover of puppies, who still loves to sleep, and wants to become a rock.

-Hyung ... he says and holds me in his arms.

-God, how I missed your hugs. Yes, the director of the company asked me if I wanted to become a solo rapper, and I was thinking if you wanted to join. You sing amazingly, just like you compose.

-I don't know how to answer that. I mean, I think it's a big step for a boy who works at a cafe with puppies.

-I give you time to think. I really missed you, and never thought I'd get bored of you again.

-You see Holly crying for Moonie.

-And Moonie does the same. How about Holly and you sleep with me tonight?

-Seriously?!?

-Very serious.

-Then, you can wait until I finish my shift, and then we'll go to the mine to have Holly exchange.

-Sure Yoon.