Taehyung was having a hard day. A hard week actually. All the seven days were packed with schedule and they were nearing their concert dates and so practice time had increased from 6 hours to 8-10 hours. On top of that, he was kept really busy and his boyfriend was even busier. It wasn't like he didn't understand the grimness of the situation or that he didn't want his boyfriend to do anything else but look after him. No, Taehyung was not a baby. He understood everything and could see from different points of view, but there are times when the only thing that can give you the strength of living through one more day is one person only. And that one person means the world to you. But in Taehyung's condition, the one person was almost always tuned out from the world itself. His boyfriend was one of the busiest people in the band and so didn't have time for minor things like himself. His boyfriend preferred music more than daily life. His boyfriend was Min Yoongi. 

Yoongi loved his music. He loved making songs, arranging songs, producing songs and rapping to those songs. Hell, he could even sing vocals if he liked it that much. But that was a different kind of love. Apart from songs, he loved something else just as dearly, and that something else was his boyfriend. He loved the younger boy with all his heart and he knew the other knew that. He also knew that the other understood their positions and he could see the amount of effort he was putting to hold back from dragging Yoongi out of his studio just to pay attention to him. He knew the younger was not having one of the best weeks and he knew no one but Yoongi could comfort him. He knew all that and much more but at the same time he knew he had to finish this song. He knew their concert was coming closer and he knew the amount of practice everyone had to put in. He knew how vital their comeback had proved to be