"Good morning!" I say happily to Jungkook and Taehyung as Leah and I walk into Jin's office, my arm linked with Leah's as I was wearing a knit sweater since it's cold out today, so I didn't have to worry about my skin.

"Seems like someone is in a good mood." Kook says smugly as he leans back into the recliner.

"Yeah, a real good mood." Tae adds with a smirk. Leah chuckles and I squeeze her arm tightly.

"Stop you guys, don't tease me." I whine causing Leah and the boys (Kook and Tae) to laugh at me.

"If she wasn't in love before, she's definitely in love now." I groaned at Leah's words and unlinked our arms to go sit in one of my favorite rolly office chairs earning a pout from Leah.

"You guys heard what Yoongi said in the mall yesterday, it was so moving. How could I not fall deeper?" Leah begins to fangirl at what I said, doing a quick dance that had the boys and I silently judging her.

"Y/N, you're too cute, I can't wait for Yoongi to just sweep you off your feet and ask for your hand in marriage." Leah fantasized causing my face to blow up into a deep red blush.

"Marriage?!" Leah and the boys laugh at my embarrassment. I join with them once they started impersonating Jin's laugh. Jungkook's impression was so good, I cried. Our laughing stopped once Yoongi, Jin, and Sora entered the room.

"Wow, the energy in here changed drastically." Jin states as he walks over to his desk, taking a seat in his chair before calling me over. I look to Leah to see if she knew what was going on but she just shrugged so I stood up and went over to Jin, avoiding Yoongi's gaze as I walked by but I, unfortunately, met Sora's. She glared at me as I passed, quickly stepping her pink heeled foot out to trip me. I notice before I trip and stepped over with a smirk. The look on Sora's face satisfied me and I ended up at Jin's desk with a proud smile.

"Yes, Jin?"

"Could you go to the studio room two, Namjoon asked for you." I was a little shocked by what he said but also confused.

"You seem surprised." Jin says and I run my hand through my hair, chuckling nervously.

"Yeah, kind of. I haven't really talked to Namjoon very much so I don't know why he would need me."

"Well you don't need to worry, he probably has a task for you do." Jin smiles reassuringly.

"Alright, thanks." I wave to Leah and the boys, taking my leave, but before I go I take a curious look over to Yoongi. It was like he could feel my gaze because he looked up the same time I faced him. He lifted his hand a bit and sent me a wave with a small smile. My face flushed red instantly but I waved back. I could hear the teasing chuckles of my friends causing me to inwardly pout but the pissed off face of Sora made me feel better. 

"See ya later guys!" I bid as I left the room.

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I get to studio room two, the door wide open. I look into the room to see Namjoon bopping his head to a beat coming from his headphones. He only had one side to his ear so I tapped on the door to get his attention. He looked over and stopped the music from his computer once he saw me.

"Come on in, you can shut the door too." I enter the room and close the door behind me. I look around to see the room a lot more customized than Yoongi's assigned studio room.

"Wow, you have a lot of stuff." I examine the many toy figures lined along the glass shelves,  it's a lot like his personal studio at his house.

"Yeah, sorry, I guess it's a little crowded huh?" Namjoon chuckles nervously, embarrassed by how many things he has.

"No, I think it's pretty cool." I turn away from the collected items and smile at Namjoon to reassure him. His eyes widen a bit and he turns his computer chair away from me and towards his desk.

"Thanks." His pitch was low, shy almost, but I still heard him. He seems more timid than usual but it makes me less nervous to be around him. I look towards a corner of the studio and see another chair so I take a seat on it and roll up next to him.

"So, why'd you call for me?" Namjoon rewinds audio on his computer and turns to me.

"Yoongi mentioned you play the piano." Namjoon says, a blush forming on my cheeks from his words. 

Yoongi told him? Does he talk about me?

"Uh, yeah I play, but I haven't in a while. Why?" I ask, he didn't answer me right away. He placed his hand under his chin and hummed.

"Do you sing?" That question caught me off guard. I didn't expect him to ask me that.

"Um, I mean, I've sung before but I don't know if I'm any good. When I played the piano I'd do a little humming and maybe throw in a few vocals but nothing special." Namjoon stood up from his chair and opened up a door that turned out to be a closet. He pulled out a mic much similar to the one on his desk. I watched silently as he plugged the mic's cord into the computer and slid it in front of me. Setting it up and adjusting it to fit in front of me.

"Sing."

"Huh?"

"You don't have to feel uncomfortable or anything. Don't worry about me, just sing." Namjoon sits in his chair and leans back to watch me.

"I don't even know what to sing." I say flustered with a red face. Namjoon hums and nods his head, turning towards his computer to put something on.

"Listen to what Jimin's singing and then I want you to repeat it." He plays the audio and I hear a voice I've never heard before. It was light and smooth, almost feminine but it had a masculine tone to it that just sounded so right. This was Jimin singing? I didn't know he could sing. I was enjoying it so much that I pouted when it stopped.

"Jimin's really good, I don't think you'll be able to get that from me." Namjoon disagrees, shaking his head.

"Just try it." I nod and hesitantly bring myself closer to the mic. Nervous, I look over to Namjoon, he gives me a thumbs up in reassurance and I sing.

"You got me
I dream while looking at you
I got you
Inside those pitch-black nights
The lights we saw in each other
Were saying the same thing."

I finished and cleared my throat shyly, I was too nervous and embarrassed to look at Namjoon.

"I knew it." I looked up at him with wide eyes. Namjoon has a large smile, his dimples showing intensely.

"What?"

"You can sing."

"I can?!"

"Yup." He replies, chuckling.

"I'm glad you find my shock funny." I say unamused causing Namjoon to laugh harder.

"Thanks, I find it hilarious."

"Whatever." I pout, turning away from Namjoon.

"Anyways, knowing that you can sing now, I was hoping you'd be willing to do some vocals for a song I'm making." Namjoon asks, his shy personality coming back.

"Oh, wow, okay, sure! I'd love to." Namjoon gave me a different smile this time, it was filled with admiration and something else I couldn't quite point out, but it was sweet none the less.

"Thank you, Y/N. That's all I need you for today, if it's alright with you, I'd like you to come here same time tomorrow." I nod and get up to leave.

"You have a lovely voice Y/N."

"Thank you Namjoon."

"You can call me Joon if you'd like." I nod and leave a glossy gazed Joon in his studio of albums, figurines, and his erratically beating heart.

Things seemed to be going great for me lately, but I didn't think about how the pain is going to be unbearable for others as the days will go by.  I guess we never think about that, we're too wrapped up in our own joy to think about the pain others go through. It's just how it is.

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Here is a lengthy chapter for you all. Let me tell you, things are about to get spicy. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Thank you for reading! Much Love!

~ Chimsy