yoongi takes off his headphones and unceremoniously drops it on the keyboard. he then covers his face with both hands and groans in frustration. he's been working on the same track for straight five hours but he's still not satisfied by the results. something sounds off but he just can't figure out what it is. his eyes are tired and his headache is only getting worse by the second.

i need more coffee, and maybe some fresh air.

he's staring absentmindedly at his computer screen, waiting for all his files to save, when there's a sudden knock on his door.

"come in," he grumbles. he doesn't bother to look behind because he thinks it's either hoseok or taehyung who always randomly comes to his studio to bother him. but the fact that his two dongsaengs never knocks and just barge in like they own the place slips his tired mind.

"yoongi hyung?"

yoongi's heart drops at the sound of the familiar voice. the same voice that always wishes him a good morning, that soothes his nerves after a long tiring day, and that sings him to sleep at night. he knows that voice all too well, and he can't be mistaken.

he slowly turns around and comes face to face with the one and only park jimin.

"hi hyung," jimin smiles bashfully and lifts his hand up, "coffee?"

yoongi feels like his throat is closing up, his heart pounding wildly against his chest