Doojoon turned to Junhyung, directly looked into the eyes of the composer, indirectly asking for his thought on Yoseob’s latest wish. Doojoon bit his inner lower lip, as he felt defeated. He did not want to lose to Junhyung yet he needed that guy’s help to grant Yoseob’s wish. “So?”Doojoon cocked his eyebrow.

Junhyung responded with a frown as he was worried. He knew he could compose songs but to compose one for Beast was a bit hard for him now. Beast had variety range of voices and composing a song that will compliment every voice was not an easy task. Plus, he had just started composing after resting for years. He was not confident that he could compose songs which were great enough for the group. He did not even update with the latest trend and songs. He also needed the right mood to compose a great one and he did not know when the right mood would come.

“I will search for other composer then,” Doojoon responded coldly. He was in a rush and he did not want to wait for any hesitation. He needed to grant Yoseob’s wish as soon as possible so that he could see the person he longed for, so he could observe the face he loved once again and the smiles he adored.

“No,” Hyunseung suddenly opposed. “I prefer we compose our own songs. We have our own identity,”

“I agree,” Kikwang supported. “I will help,”

“You will be busy,” Junhyung anxiously voiced his opinion. He did not mind if they decided to hire other composers for the album but he would be very glad if the group decided to rely on him as the main composer. However, he did not want to burden any of the group members. They had worked hard enough all these years while he was doing nothing. Kikwang will be acting again soon and he scared that shorter guy would overwork himself.

“I will help too,” Yoseob responded, smiling sweetly as he placed his hand gently on Junhyung’s.

Junhyung returned the smile faintly. Yoseob was always a big help. He was the biggest source of ideas for the singer-songwriter, Yong Junhyung. This child-looking man was very talented in music. He was naturally born with the magical soothing voice and brightest mind for lyric writing and tone composition. When he was out of mood to write or compose, Yoseob would always know what to do to gain back his mood.

What are you worrying about, Yong Junhyung? Yoseob is here. Your bank of ideas is here. Junhyung took a good look at Yoseob, staring into those gorgeous dark brown eyes. And he is beautiful. Confidently, he uttered. “Okay,”

Doojoon stared at Junhyung and theYoseob seat sullenly, felt beaten by the fact that he could not be Yoseob’s knight in shining armor. He sighed heavily, trying to release the heavy dejection that had accumulated in his chest.

“I can help you with the rhyme, hyung,” Dongwoon tried to joke as he noticed that the atmosphere was becoming heavy. His nickname was rhyme elephant as he was not bad in writing rhyme although most of the rhymes were nonsense and unrelated.

Everyone slightly laughed and chuckled, listening to the joke.

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“I will record the guide,” Kikwang volunteered, taking the music sheets as he walked to the recording room. It was usually Yoseob who would be the guide of any song composed by Junhyung. However, since Yoseob’s voice could not be recorded by any device, Kikwang decided to replace his bestfriend.

“I will help you with the notes,” Yoseob decided to lend a hand as he had a better grasp on the notes used for the songs. He stood up and followed Kikwang to the recording room.

Junhyung just waited, sitting right before the audio interface, resting his chin on his fist as he stared with his frowning expression, at both Kikwang and Yoseob in the recording room as if he was judging both of them.

“Junhyung looks scary,” Kikwang whispered anxiously as he was not familiar with this side of Junhyung. He took the headphone hang in the room and wore it. That was always the first step they did if they entered any recording room. Having a good quality sound was needed so they could concentrate on singing it according to the prescribed notes. So, that was why, headphone in recording room was a must.

Yoseob chuckled when he heard Kikwang words as he took a glance to Junhyung. It had been a long time since he saw that expression, the serious expression which showed how much Junhyung cared about quality of his songs even if it just for guides. Yoseob smiled sweetly as he replied, whispering. “It’s okay. You will be fine,”

There of them were the composers for Beast latest album. Of course, Junhyung was still the main composer. However, he could see potential in both Kikwang and Yoseob. Both of them were brilliant. He never knew that Kikwang could express so well in composing and arranging tunes and melodies. While Yoseob, was really great in lyric writing. That little guy would be a very good writer one day.

The fact that Yoseob would not have a future suddenly shot him. What was he thinking? Yoseob would be a good writer? It was obvious that the smaller guy was no longer a human. He will ascend, Yong Junhyung. One day, he will disappear and would never have the chance to be a lyric writer.

Junhyung huffed, frowning. He glanced at both; Kikwang and Yoseob and saw both of them were chuckling, having fun. They laughed at the same time, as if Kikwang had the ability to see Yoseob. Of course, he knew the members could not see Yoseob yet. It seemed like Dongwoon’s theory was right. It had been few days after the members could hear Yoseob’s voice and up until now, they were not able to see that main vocal yet.

Junhyung put on the headphone, so he could have a higher quality of sound and at the same time focused solely on the sound of the songs. He showed a thumb up to both Kikwang and Yoseob, signing them that the recording was starting.

Both of the minions, nodded their head.

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“I’m worried,” the voice of a middle-aged woman could be heard however nothing could be seen. It was dark, pitch black. Gradually, the two figures could be seen. They were sitting in a living room which looked very familiar. The face of the middle-aged woman was blurred, making it hard to know who that person was.

“I promise……,” another voice was heard, and he could only understand half of the sentence. Yoseob frowned, trying to concentrate and listened to the conversation properly.

Junhyung who was lying right beside Yoseob, kindly stared at adorable face that was squeezing his eyes and frowned. His fringe was wet from the sweat. Junhyung gently pat the younger’s forehead, trying to sooth him. Junhyung knew Yoseob was having a nightmare. The smaller guy kept having nightmare recently and Junhyung wished he could do something to change the nightmare into a joyful dream.

The middle-aged woman started to stand up and walked away. Slowly, everything disappeared, as they dissolved slowly. Yoseob was running, trying to chase for that middle-aged woman. He needed to know what they were talking about. Yoseob’s instinct told him that it was important for him to know yet he could not properly listen to the conversation even when he had had the same dream over and over again. Now, everything was pitched black, once again.

“No,” Yoseob instantly opened his eyes. He breathed heavily as if he had stopped breathing for a moment. Then, he noticed Junhyung face was directly before his. He blinked a few times, trying to figure out what was happening. At the same time, he tried to breathe properly.

“Are you okay?” Junhyung asked kindly, gently Yoseob’s cheek.

Yoseob slightly nodded and smiled weakly.

Junhyung replied the smiled. Then he brushed his fingers through Yoseob ‘s bang and trailed them down to Yoseob’s ear, slowly drew a gentle touch on the milky-white cheek and stopped at Yoseob’s adorable yet alluring lips.

“You are gorgeous,” Junhyung complimented as he looked directly looked into Yoseob entrancing eyes.

Yoseob chuckled, trying to hide that he was embarrassed although he knew it was obvious he was blushing right now. He could feel the heat flushed through his face. He wished he could hide from the whole situation. He wished he was not on a bed with Yong Junhyung. He wished he could run away right now. He wanted to close his eyes but Junhyung’s look was so captivating that he could not release himself from the soft intriguing gaze.

Junhyung was gladded that now he could see some colour in Yoseob expression. Smiling, he teasingly asked. “Do you know what day is today?”

Yoseob blinked his eyes, startled with the sudden question. His mind started to accelerate. If it was a laptop, the sound of the fan would suddenly become louder. Our anniversary? Junhyung’s birthday? Christmas? Yoseob frowned as he could not find the answer. He hoped it was not something important.

“It’s new year,” Junhyung answered as he noticed how anxious Yoseob was. “and I need to bring you somewhere,”

Author's note:

Hope it's okay.