YoonJin beginning (ACTUALLY WORKING ON THIS ONE)
Random Story/Oneshot Ideas“Suga, you’re on! Now!” Hoseok called as he ran off the stage, the fans behind him chanting his name.
JHope
JHope
JHope
Yoongi looked up and nodded, an indifferent expression on his face as usual as he stood and took the microphone from the other. He stood just behind the curtain until the crowd calmed, then cleared his throat and spoke into the mic.
“Hello.” he said in English, the way everyone knew he did. There was a collective murmur, then there was silence until a girl screamed, and then they were chanting his name.
Suga
Suga
Suga
Suga
This was all the rush he needed. He calmly stepped out onto the stage and watched as the crowd that had flitted to the back after JHope came down from stage moved back to the front, cheering for him. Closing his eyes, Suga let his head fall back, just basking in what he liked to think of as his stage. But it actually was; when he was onstage, it was his. He owned it completely. And everyone knew better than to interrupt when Suga was rapping. Everyone.
Taking a breath, he held up a hand, and the screaming crowd went quiet. He gave them a lazy smirk, a few muffled squeals reminding him he wasn’t just liked for his rapping, and he chuckled in a deep voice. It held no humour, just ‘I know I’m the best’ in it, and no one dared correct him.
He raised a hand a little and snapped his fingers in the direction of the DJ. Jimin was clearly having fun tonight, a huge grin on his face as he pulled his headphones off and let the beat play. Suga almost smiled as the familiar tune invaded his mind. He had been working on this for about three months; his part in a song that he Rap Monster and JHope were in. They each wrote their own parts, but the other two mostly referred to him whenever faced with a problem. So he basically wrote the song.
“This is…” he said, again, in English, just because he felt they liked hearing him speak the language, “Cypher’s… Triptych.” they burst into cheers upon hearing a new song name, and he smirked, the usual “crazy man grin” that appeared whenever he was rapping just happened to make another appearance.
“Nae domein dopeman.com maikeuro yeoreot honnaetji
eonhaengeun jokswae gateo
nae joemyeongeun hyeoro pokhaeng
sinangsimi gadeukhan deoge
neon taesaengbuteo geomna motae
i biteu wieseo eomsal burimyeon neon geunyang jotoehae
hiphap kkondaedeul moge himdeureo gan geot jom bose
niga jihaeseo nol ttae BTS jisangeseo none
bamsae jam peojilleo jan neoe bihae
i’m workerholic shopperholic
ni fen boda manheun pen gwasobi
hamyeo all in chamyeon goal in
goal in i’m ballin ni raep deureumyeon to ssollim
ni yeochindo hollineun nae moksorin jom kkollim
jageopsil nae noriteogo pateuneoneun pen jongi
howiga gwolliin jul aneun
neohuin sokhi maikeureul naeryeo nokil
naega haeramyeon neoneun dal
naega tteul ttaemyeon jinikka
hiphap jinpummyeongpum saekkideura
geopum wieseo naeryeowa
ya i gaegujaengideura gaegujin
ni raebeun geunyang sinse taryeong
niga gidaryeoon sigan swida
oryeom PMniga gara hawaiPM jibe garyeom.”
Half a second was all the breath he took, before full out smiling and ing killing them.
“Naega eodikkaji gana bwara
sseogeun ppuril ssak da gara
eopeo modu hanpan yesanghaji motan paran
noryeok eobsi hantanman haedaemyeo maksang
kkore eumak handapsigo nol ttae alba jarina
deo arabwara neoui jjarpgo ganeudaran
keorieoroneun hana mana getjiman kkok saranama
kkujunhi jjuk sseogeo ama nideul kkoripyoneun ama
chueo gateun insaeng neohui raebeun anabada.”
They grew louder until he couldn’t barely hear himself over them. His grin spread wider over his face, and Suga upped his volume, practically screaming, while somehow maintaining the uncaring image he always had. It was in his nature, and wasn’t going away anytime soon.
After a short breath, he started again.
“akkyeo sseugo nanwo sseun flowreul
badasseugo tto geugeol dasi sseuneun neo
hey beat jjok pallin jul areo
neo 24madie neoneun jari pyeogo arha nuwo
ni deongchie bihae raebeun ganyalpeo
ni bumocheoreom neol bol ttae mada mam apeo
nan ni eumagui keorieo dongmaege machimpyoreul geueo.”
He dropped his microphone and walked off stage, the screams a buzz in his he’d he never wanted to get rid of.
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