How could he have been so goddamn stupid to like you? Of course there had to be something… wrong with you. Of ing course. You couldn’t just be the perfect ing person he dreamed of. You had to be… wonky. , you really had to have something wrong with you for Taehyung to like you.

“Taehyung! What the are you talking about?” Yoongi shouted through the recording booths external microphone. Taehyung looked up at him. 

He must have been talking out loud again.

“Sorry, hyung. I didn’t mean to talk out loud. I just have a lot on my mind.” He sighed.

“Listen Taehyung. I don’t know what happened to make you feel so ty, but I’m willing to listen over some food.”

“Really, hyung?” He looked up at Yoongi hopefully. Maybe he could help Taehyung out. 

“Yes. But after we record, and you’re paying.” 

“Of course, hyung.”