Yoongi hated Namjoon. Not everybody knew his not-so-secret feeling towards the taller man. Not even his manager who liked to talk about how good Namjoon was. Yoongi hated everything about that guy. His confidence, his brain, his height and what made him really really hate him was because of his music talents. 

Yoongi. Hated. That.

It took him almost two years for people acknowledge his talent as lyricist and almost three years for his producing talent as well as his rapping skill. It took him blood and tears to get to where he is now. 

But this guy, who people called 'the next best thing' took all of that in just a month after his debut. Min Yoongi was not amused at all. He refused to admit that, yes, that Namjoon guy was indeed has talents which were better than him. Nah....that guy needed to work harder for that.

Yoongi hated Namjoon even more when his manager called him one day to produce his upcoming mixtape and even asked him if he could do some featuring in the process. He really wanted to throw everything near him at that time, but thanks to Taehyung, his weird manager, he managed to handle his anger towards Namjoon's manager and -Yoongi even did not want to know how- made him accept those projects.

So here he was in Namjoon's studio staring blankly to something before him. He knew those pictures, they were too familiar to the point Yoongi was damn sure that it was him in those pictures. Why in the world Namjoon has pictures of him rapping in his underground eras? "what the hell?!" Yoongi cursed silently in his head.

"Oh! I'm sorry! You must be shock after looking at those pictures there." Namjoon said when he realised that the older man was looking at his studio's decorations. Fingers busily rubbing his nose nervously. Yoongi gave him his famous judging look toward his acquaintance and glared at him. If look could kill, Namjoon would probably dead by now.

"Seriously! I don't even have those pictures in my room. What the hell, man?!" Yoongi tried to look pissed but deep inside, he felt like there were butterflies in his stomach who wanted to go out. It made him feels giddy. 

"It's just..." Namjoon started while still rubbing his nose, "You know, I have been  your fan since your underground era and I think that you're really cool back then, I mean, you are still cool now and I was really impressed with your talent and I started my dream to be a rapper like you and... Oh my good I'm sorry, I am blabbering...all i want to say is that it's a pleasure to finally work together with you."

And after he listened to Namjoon's cute confession, Yoongi thought that maybe this Namjoon guy was not that bad. To be honest, Yoongi quite liked his songs too. 

Only. His. Song.

Yoongi kept on repeating that silently in his mind. He did not realised that somewhere in the near future he would like this guy more than what he could ever imagine.