Dreams

"So, now we have one vocalist and two rappers, one of them is a dancer too, can you dance Yoongi?" The producer asked their new member.

The younger slowly shook his head.

"He can learn it, like Jimin." Hoseok said.

Namjoon lifted an eyebrow. "It's not that easy to dance you know."

"Don't worry hyung, I'll do anything I can to help them." Hoseok said.

Jimin smiled and looked at Yoongi, hoping to see him smile too but he wasn't. He was just staring at the floor, in deep thought. He wished he could enter his brain and see what was happening there.

He met a bunch of people before but never met someone as mysterious as him. He never cared about anyone and never got interested in anyone but he wanted to know more about Yoongi, he wanted to unravel his mystery.

"Now that you finished school, you can come during the mornings too, right?" Namjoon asked Jimin.

The younger rubbed the back of his neck. "I'll do my best to come here without my parents knowing."

Namjoon was uncomfortable about Jimin lying to his parents every day. "Do you want me to talk to them?" He asked him.

The younger shook his head. "No, it's okay I'll tell them after." He smiled sadly.

"Your parents don't know?" Yoongi finally spoke.

Jimin smiled. "It's good to hear your voice hyung. And, no I haven't told them because they would have refused anyways."

"I see." The older simply answered.

~~

"Tae, how is it going with that thing you were working on?" Hoseok asked.

"I sent it yesterday, now I'll just have to wait for an answer." the younger said, nervously.

Hoseok rubbed his back. "I saw your draws, I'm sure they will accept you Tae." He winked, making him blush.

Namjoon observed the cute scene in front of him and looked at Jimin with interrogatory eyes, the younger just smiled, seeing how confused his hyung was.

The bell rang.

"Are we expecting someone?" Jimin furrowed his eyebrows.

"We ordered pizza." Namjoon answered. "Can you open the door Jiminie, please?"

~~

Jungkook's POV:

Being a pizza deliverer is everything but an easy job, especially when your boss is an asshole.

"Jungkook-ah, you have three more deliveries!" He yelled from the kitchen.

What the fuck? Do people eat only pizza or what? There are a million of dishes in this world but why everyone wants to eat pizza tonight?

"Boss, I haven't eaten since breakfast and it's 7 pm."

I was exhausted.

"That's your business not mine." He said, coldly. "Now, just fucking deliver these pizzas and right now!"

Fuck my life.

I always wanted to quit this job but I really need money for my classes and there isn't any other job I can do.

I got on the motorbike and headed to the first address that asshole gave me. I met hundreds of people when I started this job and many of them never said "Thank you", they don't know how tiring it is to move more than 10 times a day, from house to house to deliver what their lazy asses can't prepare at home.

It made me think of that handsome stranger I met that day, of that smile when I gave him the box of pizza and he said how he thanked me. It wasn't difficult for him to say it.

And damn, the way he was singing while playing the piano was amazing, his voice is so beautiful that it stuck in my mind.

"You're late." Both customers said.

Well, fuck you all.

"Uhm, sorry!" I was wondering why I should apologize every time I was late, it was not my fault if the road was crowded.

I was so hungry that I felt very weak, I stopped for a moment in front of the motorbike to take a quick breath, I just had one more delivery before going back home.

I looked at the paper and my heart was about to burst when I saw the address.

The handsome stranger's address.

~~

3rd pers POV:

"Oh, you're the deliverer from the other day!" Jimin exclaimed.

The younger rubbed the back of his neck, too shy to look at him in the eyes. "Y-yes."

"Are you okay? You look so pale." Jimin asked him, with a worried face.

"I'm oka-" Jungkook didn't have the time to finish his word because he already fainted.

"Oh god, hey! Can you hear me?!" Jimin tapped on the deliverer's cheeks, trying to wake him up.

"Come help me!" He asked his friends.

"Guys, you put him on the blanket, I'll call the 119." Namjoon said.

Jungkook's POV:

I woke up in a hospital. As I said earlier, fuck my life.

I don't remember what happened, don't tell me I fainted in front of that handsome stranger.

And speaking of handsome stranger, I turned my head and found him sitting next to my bed, playing something on his phone.

"Oh, you're awake!" He exclaimed with a beautiful smile, a smile I wish I could see every day.

"W-what happened?" I asked him with a shaky voice.

"You fainted. The doctors said that it's due to malnutrition. Why didn't you eat Jungkookie?" He put his hand on my cold arm.

I raised an eyebrow. "How do you know my name?"

He started laughing. "Pabo! It's on your ID card."

Did he just call me pabo?

"P-pabo?"

He laughed harder this time. "Yes paabo! You're younger than me so it's okay, right?"

How can he be irresistibly cute?

"You should call a family member Jungkookie." The older of them told me.

"My parents aren't home right now." I said.

He nodded his head. "By the way, I'm Namjoon." He offered me his hand to shake and he seemed too familiar.

"And I'm Jimin!"

So, the handsome stranger's name is Jimin, I see. His name is a cute as him.

I shook their hands with an awkward smile. "You already know my name."

I kept on smiling when something came into my mind.

Oh, shit.

"What's wrong Jungkookie?" Jimin asked.

"I was working."

He smiled and put his hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry, Namjoon hyung called your boss earlier. Someone will pick up the motorbike after." He winked.

How dare he wink at me?

"T-thank you."

"Jimin-ah, I should go back, my mother just called me. Can you walk him home? He lives next to your house." Namjoon asked him.

Jimin nodded. "Of course hyung, just go."

"Thank you, see you tomorrow."

"Let's go Jungkookie, I'll walk you home." He smiled.

"You don't really have to you know." I said.

"I can't send you back alone, I should make sure that you arrive safely." He said with a serious tone.

I can't refuse him after all.

We started walking side by side, it was nice that I was taller than him so that I can take a glance at him from time to time.

"Do you work on music hyung?" I finally asked him.

"Yes, we're kind of starting a group, nothing official for the moment." He said.

I wanted to talk more to him but we already arrived.

"Well, I live here." I said, pointing at my house. "Thank you hyung."

He smiled. "All the pleasure is mine Jungkookie."

????

Yoongi's POV:

Everyone left earlier so I was left alone in the studio. I ate some parts of pizza and took a shower, I sat on the small couch and started writing some things on my notebook until I saw a plastic bag next to the entrance door.

I think Jimin left it here. I was curious to know what is was so, I opened it and found a pair of pants, a t-shirt, a jacket and a lot of pairs of boxers too. I also found a kit where there was a toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant and some creams.

I don't know when tears started falling from my eyes, I can't believe that I met such an amazing person. I knew that he bought everything for me, he thought about me and this is really important.

Days ago, I was feeling very lonely and hopeless and now I have friends who care about me and this is all thanks to him, all thanks to Jimin.

I wiped my tears and put on one of the boxers before laying on the blanket.

Why did he leave on the floor instead of giving it to me?

~~

Jimin's POV:

"Jimin-ah, when will you receive a response from the medical school?" My annoying mum asked right when I entered the kitchen.

"In two weeks." I said, coldly.

I'm wondering when she will understand that I don't want to enter that school, that I don't want to be a doctor, like hell no!

"You look so indifferent. Do you know how many students dream about being accepted there?" She said.

I rolled my eyes before taking a sip of juice. "Well, that's not my dream."

She tapped the table strongly with her hands and looked straight into my eyes.

"Park Jimin, you will stop that nonsense and enter that school no matter what or else-"

"WHAT? OR ELSE WHAT!?" I couldn't hold back my anger but guess what? She slapped me without hesitation.

"How dare you raise your voice at me? I'm your mother!" She yelled.

I raised an eyebrow. "Really? Are you really my mum? I thought mums were supposed to understand their sons!"

She left a heavy sigh. "I just want your good. If you become a doctor, you will have an excellent job, a good salary, a pride and an honor." She said.

I chuckled, disappointed once again. "You just forgot happiness." I mumbled before grabbing my backpack and heading to the entrance door.

"Where are you going again?" I heard hear yell from the kitchen.

"None of your business. Adiós!" I shouted before slamming the door and heading toward the bus stop.

~~

*Phone call*

"Taehyung-ah, where are you?"

"At home, why?"

"You're not coming to the studio?"

"I have to stay with my family a little bit but I'll maybe go during the afternoon."

"I see."

"Is there anything wrong? Your voice is weird."

"I'll tell you later. See ya" Jimin said, before getting in the bus.

????

"Morning Yoongi. Did you sleep well?" Namjoon found the younger on the couch, writing something on his notebook.

"Morning Namjoon-ssi and yes, I slept well." The younger answered without taking off his eyes from his page.

"Everyone call me hyung here you know." The producer said, before taking off his laptop from his backpack.

"We're not close enough to speak informally to each other." Yoongi, coldly said.

Namjoon chuckled and walked closer to him to look at what he was writing but the younger quickly closed his notebook, hiding it.

"What were you writing there?"

"None of your business." Yoongi answered.

The producer raised an eyebrow. "What a bad temper you got!"

Jimin arrived.

"Oh, morning Jimin-ah! Thanks god you're here, you have the ability to kill the negative energy." Namjoon said, looking at Yoongi's direction.

"Morning hyung." The younger said with a calm voice, before putting his backpack on the table and heading to the small kitchen to prepare him some coffee.

Namjoon was confused. "Okay, what the hell is going on this morning?"

No one answered him.

He walked behind Jimin and put his hand on his shoulder. "Is there anything wrong?"

The younger nodded slowly. "Nothing. Don't worry hyung."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm alr-" Jimin stopped talking and widened his eyes when he spotted Yoongi wearing some familiar clothes.

Yoongi felt someone staring at him so, he finally lifted his head to look at a surprised Jimin. "What are you looking at?" He asked, coldly.

"Y-Your clothes." Jimin said.

The older smirked. "What's wrong with them? Aren't they for me?"

The younger scratched the back of his neck. "Yes, they are but-"

Yoongi cut him off. "So, stop staring."

Jimin frowned. "You can at least say thank you."

The older ignored his words and continued writing.

"Stop fighting you two. Jimin come look at some lyrics I wrote yesterday." Namjoon ordered.

The younger sat next to him and started reading.

I need you girl

Wae honja saranghago

honjaseoman ibyeolhae

I need you girl

Wae dachil geol almyeonseo

jakku niga piryohae

I need you girl neon areumdawo

I need you girl neomu chagawo

I need you girl (I need you girl)

I need you girl (I need you girl)

"Hyung, this is..."

"Yes, those are your lyrics and I added a few ones. This will be the chorus of the song." Namjoon smiled.

Jimin looked surprised. "Really?" The older nodded slowly.

"Now, let's go practice some piano. We need to perfectionate the melody." The older said.

Jimin got up and raised an eyebrow, looking around him. "By the way, where is Hoseok hyung?" He asked.

"He said that he has a dance class this morning. He'll come until the afternoon." Namjoon said.

????

"Hoseok oppa!"

The dancer wiped his sweaty face with a towel before turning to see the girl calling him.

He widened his eyes when he spotted an orange haired young girl. "Chaeyoung?"

The girl smiled, she walked toward him, put her arms around his neck and hugged him tight.

"I missed you so much oppa." She whispered with a bad Korean accent.

Hoseok detached himself from her and looked at her confusingly. "I thought that I would never see you again."

"I told you that I will come back." She smirked.

He rubbed the back of his neck. "By the way, how did you find me here?" He asked.

"I searched for you on the net, I found that you were an instructor here. I'm so happy because I will enroll in this academy." Chaeyoung said.

"What? You can dance?" Hoseok raised an eyebrow.

"Uhm not really but I want you to teach me oppa." She smiled, seductively, caressing the older's cheeks.

"Hoseok hyung, did y-"

Taehyung, who came to the academy in order to especially ask Hoseok to go have lunch with him, stopped right in front of that unpleasant scene.

The dancer took Chaeyoung's hands from him and looked at Taehyung awkwardly.

"Tae, h-hey!" He greeted him with a shaky voice.

"Oppa, who is it?" The girl asked Hoseok, putting once again her hand around his arm.

Taehyung couldn't take off his eyes from her hand. He hung out a lot with the older recently but never got the chance to touch him.

"He's my friend Taehyung." The older said, smiling to him.

The girl walked toward Taehyung, she examined him from head to toe, she bit her lips when she realized that he was cuter than her. "I'm Chaeyoung, oppa's ex and future girlfriend." She shook his hand with a smirk.

"What are you talking about?!" Hoseok furrowed. "Future girlfriend?"

She smiled and nodded.

Taehyung's jealousy was making him sick, he wanted to walk out of this academy right at that moment.

"Hyung, I'm going now. See you later." He closed the door.

"No! Taeh-" Chaeyoung stopped him from following the younger.

"So, he's straight." Taehyung mumbled, after wiping a tear from his cheek. "I'm so stupid."

"Ya! Chaeyoung-ah! The hell is wrong with you? Let me go, damn!" She was blocking the room's door.

"Oppa, you can see your beautiful friend after, stay with me now." She whispered in his ear.

Hoseok was annoyed by her games. "Look, since the day you broke up with me before going to Australia, it was the end. Nothing will happen between us again." He said, coldly.

"We'll see that." She winked.

????

"You're not focused Jimin-ah, you kept making mistakes since earlier." Namjoon scolded the younger.

"I'm trying hyung, I'm trying." Jimin said.

The older left a deep sigh. "I don't know what's wrong with you but you should take a rest. You can't practice in this state." He said.

His phone rang in his jean's pocket. "Hey eomma. Yeah okay, I'm coming."

"Jimin, I should go now. I'll be back this afternoon." He tapped his shoulder. "Go rest." He said, before leaving.

He left him alone, in front of the piano. He couldn't do anything because of his argument with his mother.

He went out of the small room and headed to the kitchen because he was hungry, but he found nothing in the fridge.

He sighed and looked at Yoongi, who was still concentrated on his notebook.

"Hyung." He said.

Yoongi hummed without lifting his head.

"Let's go have lunch."

The older stopped writing and looked at him. "What?"

Jimin sighed. "You didn't see the light for days hyung. Let's go out."

"Why would I go with you?" The older said coldly.

Jimin frowned. "You don't want to? Well, stay. I don't care." He said, before taking his jacket and heading to the entrance door.

Yoongi sighed. "Fine! Fine!" He stood up and went to put on his new shoes. "Let's go."

~~

They walked, side by side in the streets, without saying anything. Both were quiet, in deep thoughts. They stopped in front of a family restaurant.

"What do you want to eat?" Jimin asked after looking at the menu.

"Whatever." Yoongi said.

The younger rolled his eyes. "Your temper is annoying me."

"Then why did you ask me to come with you?"

Jimin gave him a death stare when the waiter came to take their order.

"Two bowls of jajjangmyeon and two Sprites please." Jimin said.

After ordering, they remained quiet once again.

After a long moment, Yoongi lifted his head to look at Jimin, his usual smiling face was replaced by a sad expression. His eyes were swollen and he was biting his lip nervously.

"What's wrong?" He finally asked.

Jimin raised an eyebrow, confusingly. "Only a few moments ago you were being rude and now you're worried about me?"

"Forget it then." The older shrugged.

The younger sighed and hesitated for a moment. "My mum..." He started, drawing Yoongi's attention. "She keeps telling me to study medicine, but I don't want to."

"Did you tell her what you wanted?" The older asked.

Jimin slowly nodded his head. "She refused, she won't understand anything. I'm tired of explaining to them every time what I want."

Yoongi seemed to understand what the younger meant.

"Jimin, you should know that you are your problem but also your own solution."

The younger was confused. "What do you mean?"

"You will only need your own self to convince your parents and to live your life as you want."