24 – RM focus (704)
Kim Seokjin was the most infuriating human being on the planet. He was just so annoyingly tall and beautiful and he kept catching Namjoon's eye at the most inconvenient times. It wasn't Namjoon's fault he couldn't concentrate; it was Seokjin's.
Namjoon did what he always did when his life wasn't perfect: he wrote a song. Words had always been his speciality and lyrics came easily to him, even when he wasn't trying. Except when he was thinking about Seokjin, all of his words seemed to disappear completely. He sat in the music block trying to put something on the paper that would express how he was feeling when he heard a knock at the door. Spinning around, Namjoon stood to greet the guest but sat down again when he saw it was just Hoseok.
"Oh, hey, Hoseok. What's up?" Hoseok was smiling widely and Namjoon had probably never seen him when he wasn't happy. He replied,
"Hey! I wanted to know if you wanted to partake in a little project I'm putting together." Namjoon gestured for him to sit down and he did so. "Well, I was wondering if you wanted to produce something a little bit more…sing-y. I mean your usual songs are amazing but don't you think they'd sound great with a vocal element? You'd just be working in here as you do anyway, but there'd be someone else as well." Namjoon pondered this for a moment. He had considered this before, but he knew he couldn't sing.
"Yeah, okay. I guess that sounds alright. Do I get to choose my own singer?" Hoseok smiled and shook his head.
"No! My project, my rules! Are you in?" Namjoon sighed and nodded. Hoseok beamed then stood to walk out of the room. Namjoon stopped him by saying, "Hoseok?" The other boy turned around. "If you bring Seokjin in here tomorrow, I swear to God I will murder you." Hoseok just winked and left the room.
Namjoon sat back and knew 100% that Hoseok was bringing Seokjin in tomorrow. Namjoon had heard Seokjin's voice once and it made him want to melt. It was so honey-like and touching and Namjoon knew he could work with that. As he turned around, he heard a vaguely familiar voice. It was deep and soulful and sweet. He stood up and looked into the next room. He was right. It was the boy with the orange hair, Taehyung, playing the piano and singing along. Jimin wasn't with him. He knocked on the door and Taehyung stood up. Namjoon opened the door.
"I thought it was you. What were you singing?" Taehyung blushed and stammered,
"Oh, that…I-it was nothing, I just- "
"Have pride in what you write and they will become even more beautiful," Namjoon advised him, "Can I hear it?" The younger boy nodded and sat back down at the piano. He began to sing.
"One day/I wrote a long, long letter to the moon/It would not be brighter than you/But I lit a small candle," Namjoon thought that his voice brought true feeling and emotion to the lyrics and let him continue. "At a dusky park/A nameless bird that sings/Where are you, oh you/ Why are you crying/You and I are the only ones here/Me and you, oh you," he stopped playing. "That's as far as I've gotten." Namjoon smiled in approval.
"It was beautiful." He thought back to Hoseok and cursed him for not being able to choose his own singer. "You know, one of my friends has roped me into a project; he says my songs lack vocals. He said he'd chose the singer, but I guess you could tag along and help." Taehyung didn't look too confident.
"I don't know, I'm really not that good at writing or anything…" Namjoon smirked,
"Yes, you are! I mean Hoseok might get annoyed that I brought someone else along, but- "
"Oh, no he won't," Taehyung smiled, "I know Hoseok, we're sort of friends. He won't mind," he sounded so sure that Namjoon said,
"Okay then, ask him for the details because he sure didn't give me any," and left the room. With his rapping skills, Taehyung's lyricism and Seokjin's voice, they could create something beautiful.