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Yoongi works hard on his music. He enjoys what he does – he doesn’t need fame and fortune to make it worthwhile (although, that would be a nice addition). He puts his heart and soul into the tracks he produces, nothing like the assignments he takes on for strangers and corporations over the internet.

So, when he gets stuck into something he’s proud of, it really takes him away from the rest of the world. Yoongi ignores his phone, his life, occasionally skips meals even when he’s in that zone. He forgets the world in favour of perfecting that one note, finding that one beat, sampling that one sound to complete the image in his mind.

That includes the study blog stranger. He’d spent all night making sure his work was ready for the world – not that anyone really listens to what he makes – and had completely neglected to check in on his favourite blog.

When Yoongi wakes up in the morning, when he rolls over to grab his phone and swipes to open, he dies. He must make a sound, because Namjoon is at the door in 2.5 seconds flat – ready to capture Yoongi for total humiliation.

But does that matter? No.

Apparently, the gods hate him.

Yoongi is dead.

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