Jimin took his time alone in the bathroom to process all the new things he had learnt about Yoongi through the day.

He was a great producer, loved mango juice, lived alone in a very small place, was calm yet a little sassy when he needed to, very polite and well educated and...

His eyes widened when they fell upon the open cabinet.

It was full of meds.

Looking a little closer he noticed sleeping pills, calming meds and antidepressants.

His throat tightened at the sight of all the medicine and diffrent pills that were sorted out messily.

No wonder the older always looked so unemotional and tired, he was drugged off medicine.

He wanted to walk out of the bathroom and bear hug him.

Instead he just put on the comfortable sweatpants and the large shirt before walking out.

As he did, he bumped into Yoongi.

"Are you okay, you took a lot of time there." He said as he wrapped his arm around Jimin's waist to secure him.

"Y-y-yeah sorry." He said.

Jimin was really starting to hate the damn attraction he felt for his producer.

Especially when he was only wearing sweatpants and a ridiculously large shirt.

He cleared his throat and went back to the main room.

Yoongi had pulled out a stool next to his office chair.

He sat on the stool and pulled his flash drive into the computer.

"So Jimin-ah, what message do you want to go through with this?" He asked as Jimin sat in his comfy chair.

"I was thinking of uhm, secrets." He said.

Yoongi nodded and scribbled a few words on his notepad.

"Like you know that feeling when you're keeping something from everyone else and it's slowly eating you alive? I want to try and relay that feeling for people to relate too." He said, bring his knees under his chin and hugging his legs closely.

"So you want this to be more of a sad song?" Yoongi asked, running a hand through his styled hair and completley messing it up.

Jimin chuckled at the adorable strands that poked out in various directions.

"Yeah. Something about battling against societies criteria and your own self." He said.

Yoongi nodded with a slight raise of his eyebrows.

"That's deep." He said.

Jimin chuckled.

"So, what I've got so far is a song about secrets and the fear of being criticised by society if they get out. We could do a story telling. You know like we see life from the point of view of a protagonist that leads the lyrics." He said.

Jimin nodded with a find smile on his face.

"Yeah." He whispered.

"I think we could talk about, dreams to become something that your environment dosen't want you to be, or enjoying something other people don't." He said, silently asking Jimin for his approval and any more suggestions.

"Y-yeah." He stumbled on his words slightly. "And we could cover some mental illnesses and try to like, make people open up to new things with this character."

"That's a lot Jimin." Said Yoongi with a small smile.

"I know..." Said Jimin with pout.

"How about lightening it up with some hope?" Said Yoongi.

Jimin suddenly looked up with shiny eyes.

In that moment, though it lasted only a split second, Yoongi felt his heart tighten at the sight of this bright ray of sunshine that suddenly blinded his view.

"How about a love story?" Asked Jimin.

"Isn't that a little generic?"

"What if the boy's hope... Is another boy?"