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They met in u-do.
Population 1752.
Everyone knew everyone's business. And everyone was family.
Jieun was a born and bred seoulite until her 9th birthday. Their family, although not terribly rich was considered well off by many. Her dad, ever the risk taker, was always one business venture away from bankruptcy.
This time it was the "trustworthy" friend who encouraged him to go all in at an online venture. And whilst in hindsight, said friend was not entirely wrong-- online was certainly the future of business-- the trust was completely mislaid as he was left in the dust with untraceable number and fake identity.
In the end, their whole family had to migrate back to her father's hometown. A small island called u-do. Very touristy and picturesque.
Jieun didn't mind it. The honks and sirens were replaced with tweets and moos. She had endless fields of greens to play, and she never had to worry about being too loud for fear of waking the neighbours when she sings.
Oh, yes. She loved singing. She sang whenever she had the chance. Seoul kids used to tease her for it, calling her weird whenever she hummed to herself.
The u-do kids were a lot nicer. She had been conscious not to hum or sing to herself for fear of the same reaction, but was caught by a little kid named Donghyuck. He caught her arm and dragged her into the music room.
'Teacher, I heard this noona sing!' He exclaimed.
She was accepted there and then. Apparently, the choir has been desperate for members eversince most of them moved onto middle school.
There were three other members who greeted her warmly. Donghyuck, apparently was an honorary member, too young to even be in their school. The boy took it upon himself to introduce everyone.
'That's Hwasa noona,' pointing at the cool girl with long braids and colourful beaded bracelets, 'she's scary' he whispered, as the girl pinched his cheek.
'Owwww, noonaaaaa!! I'm kidding!' He giggles, as he carries on. 'That's Doyoung hyung' the bunny looking boy waved, she smiled in return.
'And that's Yoongi hyungnim' he points towards the direction of the piano. Yoongi could barely touch the floor, sitting on the piano stool. He had floppy hair that almost hides his catlike eyes. He looked at their direction when Donghyuck introduced him and said a soft, 'Hi.'
Seemingly unbothered, Donghyuck continued, 'Hyungnim is our pianist, he's a genius.'
'Wow, that's amazing' Jieun replied. She could barely see the redness of Yoongi's face hidden underneath the dark mop of his hair.
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'Hyuuuuuuuuuuuuung' the familiar whine of their maknae reverberates in their shared flat.
'What do you want?' He replied, not quite immune to the other's charms.
'I heard IU's team contacted you?'
Ah, yes. There it is. He's weak, so he'll bite.
'What about it?
'Have you replied?'
Bless, he thought. Their maknae all grown up... doesn't just go straight to the point.
'Not yet,' he sighs, 'what do you want, Kook?'
'Do you not wanna do it?'
There was an earnestness to his voice, it made Yoongi feel soft, 'I don't know yet, Kookie.'
And truly, he doesn't. They're prepping for a comeback, a feature and he's already promised to hand in lyrics asap, plus D2 has been in the backburner for a while now.
He doesn't quite know why IU chose to reach out to him, or what type of music she's going for but he knows that IU's team are prepping for a summer 2020 release.
Working with talented artists gave him great joy. But he's a pro. He can't take on everything and not be able to give it his all simply because there was deadline looming on his other work.
Truth betold, he's been on a slump lately. He took on projects from months ago and are still working on it. Luckily, Halsey was not too bothered, she's also been in that situation.
'I don't think I have the time,' he said, looking at the other boy's big doe eyes, instantly regreting it.
'Hyung, maybe try and hear what the other team has to say first?'
Yoongi looks at Jungkook and felt pride. He raised this kid.
Wow.
'I know you've not been on top of your game lately, hyung, but who knows? Maybe this collab will bring back the inspiration?'
Dumb--fucking--struck.
Yoongi could feel tears well up his eyes.
'Kookie, since when did you get so grown up?' He blinks the tears threatening to fall away. Damn, was he always this soft?
'Are you gonna do it?' His eyes crinkle with his excited smile, this evil, evil boy. He knew what he was doing all along!
'I'll contact her team tomorrow.'