"You're stronger than they think you are."
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"Namjoon, can you pick up Mickey on your way to studio today?" Hoseok stood by a lonely coffee machine in a white empty hall.

"Why? Aren't you coming back today?" The voice behind urged.

"Maybe not."

Namjoon chuckled on the other side of the line.

"What's so funny?" Hoseok paused on his way and smiled in oblivion.

"You. You always ask us not to overwork ourselves, but now look at yourself."

"That's not it," his smile withered as he swirled the dark coffee, shaking the cup in soft circles.

"Sometimes you have to pay attention to yourself, Hoba," the man on other side let out a sigh.

"Namjo-"

Entering back into the melodic room, his attention was pulled away by an unheard ring of notes, accompanied by nothing other than an untailored voice.

"Namjoon, I'll call you later." He continued.

His brows formed a firm. It was, as if he has always been looking for his questions to be answered, and the voice was doing the deed.
Hoseok slipped the phone away from his ears, as he read the words carefully.

His eyes flickered all over the monitor, seeping deeper into the words, the melody wasn't refined nor was it the most beautiful voice he had ever heard but, for sure it was one of the most beautiful words he had come across in a while, especially when he needed them right now.

"When did I- " he tilted his head in doubt.

Remembering the last time he saw this very typical song title, Clouds , that's what it said.

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A/N:
We getting there y'all XD
How do you guys find the story progression so far?