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Nearly a week has gone past after he had promised Jungkook that he would contact IU’s team. Yoongi has been holding it off well. He didn’t get into peer pressure, and really thought about the collaboration. He asked himself all the right questions, and in the end thought what’s the harm in discussing, right? He just needed to make sure they’re on the same page before he can sign his life away.
Worst thing that could happen was that the other party didn’t agree to the message he wanted to deliver; there was no message at all; or that the message was: ‘i don’t care what the content is. I’m on the brink of international success, I just needed your guidance.’
So he’s kinda heard it all.
Maybe it’s fear of disappointment he’s feeling?
He really ought to give the girl a chance. But who is he kidding? The girl has released hits after hits long before his team has even made their debut.
Can he deliver?
He has danced to this tune before. New challenges brings forth uncertainty and digs up age old insecurities. But if there’s one thing he has learnt during this past few years, it was to welcome these challenges like an old friend.
That, and never leave Kim Namjoon alone with a shiny, expensive vase that you painstakingly went through dealer upon dealer to acquire for your grandmother.
Now, that was a different type of heartache altogether.
Thinking about Namjoon made him think about Jungkook and the boy’s admiration to him. Hasn’t he mentioned time and time again that Kim Namjoon was the reason he chose the lesser known company?
And what a choice it had been!
Maybe in the far, far future, if someone would write the ‘birth of Bangtan’, it would start with:
A young boy, barely on the cusp of pubescent years, so moved at BTS’ first member’s ‘coolness’ that he just had to stay.
And if that boy (one he considered his real brother) really idolised this girl (same age—he checked— yet years his senior) he doesn’t really have any reason to say no, does he?
Was he that cowardly that he would not accept this challenge? Of course not.
Was he too cooped up in his own arse that he can’t even at least listen to the other’s perspective? Not. At. All.
Or
Will his skills be enough for this music industry sweetheart, loved by many, years his senior?
Well, there’s only one way to find out…
***
Not long after he hit send, a familiar ding rang from his laptop.
He’d ignored it in favour of watching a YouTube video of some guy trying to blind test which midi keyboard was best.
An onslaught of knocks interrupted the guy blindfolded on the screen.
Jungkook?
A quick glance at the screen tells him its 20:45, still pretty early by his standards but maybe a little bit late for others.
The knocks were now accompanied with incessant pressing of his doorbell.
Ah, Jimin too?
Just as he’s about to stand up, his phone lights up.
Taehyung calling
Yoongi rolls his eyes, a small smile creeping on his face. He ignores the call as he opens his studio to the not so tiny heathens.
***
Yoongi lays on his king sized bed enveloped in freshly washed linen covers. He mentally jots to thank the housekeeping aunty when he sees her next. She always seems to know just when he needed the soft, welcoming embrace of new linens.
He made the mistake (or perhaps, not) of opening his e-mails whilst he was on the car (Jungkook offered to drive).
And of course he couldn’t hide his very audible gasp when he’d clicked it. Which naturally got the attention of the three other boys in the car. Kudos to them they’d shown interest but didn’t prod too much when he’d dismissed them, opting for ‘spam’. He’ll tell them tomorrow.
The e-mail started with pleasantries and formalities and then asked if a meeting with IU on Friday(in two days!) in one of either of their companies’ meeting rooms, is suitable. In it, regret was expressed that a more personal location is not viable due to the matter being of high public interest, but hopes that the meeting will be fruitful.
It was written by IU herself, apparently.
Not long after confirming the details— meeting rooms, not his studio because the Genius Lab only accepts acquaintance; she will get invited once the dots have been signed.
For better or worse, Jungkook caught whiff of the meeting (Read: Yoongi told Namjoon, Namjoon told Jin… you get the gist) and very nicely requested to be just be in the same room as his idol.
Fortunately for him, Min Yoongi has a soft spot for him, and cooly suggested for the younger boy to meet his idol before they start the meeting. He could help them break the ice, and go on his merry way.
To this, Jimin very helpfully said, ‘Don’t be silly, hyung. Kookie doesn’t wan’t to look clingy.’
Must be a Busan thing, he thought.
After much discussion (mostly from Jungkook), they’d agreed on:
Jungkook happened to be around the 3rd floor of the shiny new BIGHIT building where the meeting rooms were located, it would only be right etiquette to introduce a mutual acquaintance to each other.
The boy would appear shocked, will say a well rehearsed speech along the lines of… ‘I’m your fan, you’re the best, your songs are amazing…’ and take a compulsory picture.
Jimin suggested that this would be Yoongi’s cue to invite Jungkook for coffee with the two, before they start the meeting.
To which Jungkook aptly declined; both artists must be busy. They came here for work, he couldn’t possibly take up their time.
Oh, sweet, sweet child.
He promised Jungkook he could visit them once they start recording. If this collab goes through.
‘Ofcourse it will, hyung! I know it!’ His wide smile suddenly made Yoongi hopeful and optimistic.