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Hoseok is tired. Not exhausted. But really tired.
The last couple of months have been intense for everyone. Concert after concert, album release, and more concerts. Barely any time to relax or rest. He is grateful though. Being this busy and tired because people are giving them so much love and appreciation for their music is the best reason to feel like his body is dying.
Well, dying is an exaggeration but he is a fan of hyperboles.
Luckily, they get some days to rest before they start preparing for their next album and fan meeting in a couple of months.
The first day he just lay down and rest, only moving to eat, go to the bathroom, and laugh about the antics of the maknae line. On the second day, he went to visit his family and Mickey. By the third day, his body was already itching to go back to the studio.
It’s not like he is a workaholic. Well, he kinda is one, part of the job, he supposes, but that’s beside the point. He just wanted to go and finally finish the song that has been on his mind (and on the USB on his desk) for so long.
This song is special for Hoseok.
It started as just a melody and just one lyric that he invented on the spot at a concert in Japan almost a year ago. It was so catchy that the members kept singing it everywhere, even if they were just repeating the same sentence over and over again. When they were in Dubai, he and Yoongi decided to work into making that melody into a song. Sadly, that ended as another of his many incomplete works. It wasn’t that they didn’t want to complete the song, but in between their busy schedule and Yoongi working on his project, it was complicated to do it.
But he didn’t want to abandon it just like that.
So Hoseok decided to take the matter into his own hands and do it himself. For months, in between concerts, in his hotel room, or wherever the inspiration strikes, he would work on it. From a beat to a full melody, he perfected the song until it was something he liked. Writing the lyrics was a bit more tricky since the original phrase was in Japanese and he wanted to keep it that way. Hoseok asked for help from the company and they put him in contact with a Japanese songwriter. A lot of emails between them and a visit to her studio when he was in Japan a week ago, and the song was mostly complete. Now the demo was peacefully waiting for Yoongi’s approval.
And for that, he obviously needed to talk with him. So when the alarm of his phone started ringing, he got up with a mission on his mind. He starts his day stretching, careful not to make too much noise to wake up his roommates. Who knows at what hour the pair decided to sleep, but he won’t take away their rest on their free day.
(When they come back to work, that will be a different story).
After a shower, he walks to Yoongi and Seokjin’s room and knocks on the door. It was almost 10 am so they should be at least awake by now.
A “Come in” is heard from inside so he opens the door. The first thing that greets him is Yoongi’s bed empty. He can’t stop the frown from appearing but decides to walk into his oldest hyung’s side. Seokjin is laying on the bed with an arm on his forehead and the other full of a sleepy Jungkook.
“Morning Hope-ah”, says with a voice thick with sleep.
“Morning hyung”, answers standing by the bed, “what is Kookie doing here?” Asks putting his hands on his hips.
“What do you think?” Laughing softly, the youngest let out a little whine but didn't wake up.
“Yeah, right”, says, realizing the stupidity of his question. It is a well-known fact that he likes to crash on other members' beds, Jimin’s bed is usually jeopardized by him.
“Do you need anything?” Asks when he doesn’t say anything else.
“Uh yeah, I wanted to talk with Yoongi hyung”, says looking back at the bed where clearly no one slept that night, his hands fall to the side feeling a little bumped. “Where is he?”
Seokjin grunts now putting his arm over his eyes. “I would like to know that”, says a little annoyed.
“How do you not know? What kind of roommate are you, hyung?” He jokes.
“An excellent one, thank you very much. It’s not my fault that my roommate is barely here”, sighs and removes his arm to look at him. “Yoongi slept here the first day after we came back but the rest of the days... I have only seen him once when he came to look up for something. He barely even said hi, that ungrateful brat”.
Hoseok’s frown goes deeper, “Where is he going?”
“To his studio, where else?”
“Why does he keep going to the studio?”
“How will I know?”, he laughs, almost hysterical. “He isn’t here so I can’t ask him”. Jungkook grunts and buries himself by his side which makes Seokjin relax a bit. “I thought that after he released his mixtape he would be able to relax but I suppose I was wrong”, says avoiding eye contact with him and instead just playing with the youngest hair.
Seokjin is right. Yoongi had been working so hard on his mixtape for so long but especially in the last months. And finally, after so many sleepless days, it got released three days ago. And it is great, excellent, one of the best mixtapes he had ever heard. Hoseok is so proud of his hyung. And the rest of the members are too. And even ARMY are too. So it didn’t make sense that he is still in the studio even on their free days.
(Although in reality, it makes a lot of sense because that’s who his hyung was, someone who lives and breathes music, with a big need to always create something new. It doesn’t take away the fact he should be resting though).
“I’m going to the studio now”, he announces and Seokjin hums. “I will try to make him come back so he can rest. He should rest. And celebrate. But mostly rest”, he nodded.
His hyung smiled softly. “Alright then, go. I will sleep a little more”, says and fixes the blanket over the two bodies on his bed. “Tell Yoongi that if I don’t see him here tonight I’m gonna kick him out of the room and make Jungkookie my new roommate, okay?”
Hoseok laughs softly, “Will do. Rest well, hyung”.
Seokjin hums in response and he takes that as his cue to go out of the room.
He finishes dressing up, grabs his things (the USB included) and puts his shoes on when he notices the package by the door. It has Yoongi’s name, the logo of that bath products company that he liked a lot and the date from two days ago. His hyung must haven’t even known that his package came or he would have lock up himself in the bathroom to use them. This was serious. He must make him come back soon.
It wasn’t a long trip to the company, he has done the same trip so many times before. He takes a small detour to the coffee shop near the company to buy something for his hyung. Hoseok is sure that Yoongi will appreciate the caffeine.
Hoseok takes the elevator to their floor and greets the staff that he comes across. Neither of them seems surprised to see him there on his free day. What kind of reputation have they created?
It doesn’t take him long to find his way to the Genius Lab. Without wasting time, he rings the doorbell and waits. It’s not until a minute later that the door is opened by a tired looking Yoongi. Bags under his eyes, hair pointing in different directions, skin paler than usual. He has seen his hyung in better days (and in worse too).
“Wow, you look horrible, hyung”, says honestly but without malice.
Yoongi raises an eyebrow, “You just came here to insult me?” Asks annoyed but step aside to let him in.
Hoseok laughs softly entering the studio, “Sorry hyung”, he sits on the sofa, “but it’s true”.
He sits on the chair by the desk, “So you really came here for that?” Says with a playful smile.
Hoseok just smiles and gives him the plastic cup filled with the iced americano that the older one seems to love so much. Yoongi grabs it without complaint, thanking him and takes a sip.
“Did you stay awake all night?”
His hyung scratches the back of his head, “I was working on something”. He looks at the screen where a music software is open.
“The whole night? For the past two days?” Asks frowning.
“Yeah”, answers taking another sip which makes him frown deeper. “What?”
“You should be resting, hyung”, states seriously.
Yoongi sighs and turns his face to the screen, “I can’t”.
They stay in silence for a moment. Yoongi keeps looking at the screen without doing anything else besides playing with the straw on his mouth, lost in his mind. And Hoseok looks at him, worried. He knows there is something else that is worrying his hyung. He doesn’t like when he gets locked in his mind, the youngest wants him to share his worries with him so he can help him.
“Yoongi hyung”, says and gains the attention of the oldest who turns to look at him. “Tell me the truth. What is wrong?”
They lock eyes for a moment where he hopes his hyung can see his genuine worry.
A few minutes later, Yoongi sighs once again and leaves the cup on the desk. He opens his mouth to talk except nothing goes out. He battles for a moment with himself, playing with his hands before words come out. “I’m worried”, says and Hoseok waits for him to elaborate, “I’m worried that people don’t like my mixtape”.
“What? What are you talking about, hyung?”
“It’s... it’s just so different from what we usually do as a group”, explains, “and... I don’t know, I’m worried”.
“But people liked the mixtape, ARMY love it”, argues confused, “haven’t you seen all the comments?”
“I have”, and turns his head to the screen again. Hoseok looks too and sees how in one of the corners is an internet browser open. He really has been reading all the comments. Good and bad. He should have known.
“Hyung... you know how people on the internet are, there is always someone talking shit just because they think it is funny to do. Fans really like it. I really like it. Aren’t you happy about that? Our opinions aren’t that important to you?” He pouts faking offense.
“It’s not that”, defends himself fighting a smile.
“So what, hyung? You know you can’t please everyone, some people won’t like it and it’s fine. You worked so hard on this, I saw you working so hard on this for so long and it makes me admire you even more”, he can see how blush is appearing on Yoongi’s face. “I’m proud of you, and the rest is too. And your hyung is proud. And ARMY too. It’s time for you to be proud of yourself too”, he pats Yoongi’s knees. “So it’s time for you to stop reading those blogs and go to rest before we start our schedule again. I don’t wanna hear you at dance practice saying that you are tired because I will ignore you, I swear I will, okay?”
They maintain eye contact, Yoongi’s expression blank at first but then a smile starts spreading, gums start showing and a laugh leaves his mouth.
“Yah Hope-ah”, he says still laughing, “why are you scolding me?”
Hoseok frowns and pouts, “Someone has to”, he answers which only makes him laugh louder but he isn’t mad about it. Yoongi has a pretty smile and he is happy to see it.
“Thank you Hobi”, says when his laugh stops and it’s replaced with a fond smile directed to him, “I guess I really needed that”.
“Whenever you need it, you just call me and I will come to nag at you”, Yoongi laughs again.
He shakes his head and grabs the cup again, “I still can’t believe you just came here to scold me”.
“Oh? I actually came for something else”, his hyung tilts his head while drinking, “I was looking for you to show you something”, he searches the USB on his bag and give it to him.
Yoongi frowns confused but takes it anyway. “What is this?”
“Something I've been working on. Go on, put it”, encourages him with a nervous smile.
Yoongi looks at him for a moment longer but then turns around and does as is told. A window opens on the screen and two archives appear in front of them, all with the same name. A Japanese word they know very well.
He looks back at him surprised, “Did you finish it?”
“Open it, open it”, insists patting his knee again.
The oldest double clicks the archive and it opens on the music software, just a couple of clicks later and the music starts sounding through the speakers. A trot melody fills the room, an upbeat sound that is soon accompanied by Hoseok’s voice.
Hoseok bites his lips as he keeps watching for any reaction from his hyung but he maintains a blank expression as he stares at the screen. He is usually confident in his production skills but Yoongi is someone who he looks up to and learned a lot about producing music in the early days, Hoseok wants to impress him. And this is a song that he wants to sing with him so he hopes that it is good enough for him.
Less than three minutes later, the music stopped and only the ringing in their ears because of the sudden silence. Yoongi doesn’t look at him, just keeps staring at the screen, and that only makes him more nervous.
“I was working on this while we were on tour. I know we were working together on this but you got really busy and I didn’t want to give you more trouble so I thought I could finish it alone”, explains. “If you don’t like it we can change it”, says quickly feeling insecure, “but I really wish we could use this for the Japanese fan meeting”.
“Hoseokie”, says after turning his chair at him, “you are really good”.
His whole face brightens, “Really?”
“Yeah, why would I lie?” He smiled and Hoseok smiled back even bigger. “Did you write the lyrics yourself?” Asks opening the second file on the screen, where the lyrics are.
“Kinda? I knew the idea that I wanted but I got in contact with a Japanese songwriter and she helped me. I was thinking of you when I wrote it”, adds quickly.
Yoongi turns at him with an eyebrow up, “Why are you lying now?”
“Who said I’m lying?” He laughs nervously avoiding his eyes and his leg bouncing.
“You are terrible at lying, I can see it on your face”, answers with a teasing smile.
Hoseok huffs, “Okay fine”, admits, “but now I will think of you every time I sing it”.
And as if that is some kind of cue, he starts singing the chorus loudly while clapping. His voice sounds even louder than the one on the recording and much happier too. Yoongi throws his head back and covers his embarrassed face with his hands. Hoseok keeps singing, not caring about it.
“Yah, stop”, asks but the smile on his face betrays him, “you are embarrassing”.
“I don’t care. You have worked hard and I will celebrate it”, says firmly. Yoongi smiles softly but doesn’t correct him.
“So what do you want me to do?” Asks after a moment.
“Sing it with me, it’s time for SOPE to have a proper debut”.
“You think so?” Hoseok nods firmly. “Then I guess I have to memorize the lyrics now”.
Hoseok can’t hide the happiness on his face.
“But I really think you should rest now. We can work on it tomorrow, who knows when we're gonna get other free days when we start the preparation for the next album and the fan meetings. Besides, Jin hyung told me that if you don’t come back tonight he's gonna make Jungkookie his new roommate so I really think we should come back soon ”.
Yoongi snorts. “As if he is not gonna use Seokjin’s bed like it was his. My bed is safe there”, says nonchalant. “But I suppose I should go back. I haven’t eaten yet and I could use a bath right now”.
“Oh”, says suddenly sitting straight, “I saw a package for you when I was leaving the dorms. It was from that bath shop where you get your bath bombs”.
Brusquely, Yoongi gets up from his chair, he is sure he got dizzy. “We need to go”.
“What? Why?” He stands up, worried.
“If Jimin and Tae see those, they are gonna use it, we need to go now”, says and starts collecting his stuff.
Hoseok looks at him with, blank expression but then he starts to laugh loud enough to end throwing himself over Yoongi, making him both stagger.
“Why are you laughing? This is serious”, says a little annoyed but still holding him to not fall.
“Hyung, I was scared”, says, finally standing by himself, “I thought it was something important”.
Yoongi frowns, “It is important, what are you saying?”
“If I knew all I needed to make your move was that, I would have told you from the start”.
“You should have started there, we are losing time here”.
His hyung’s serious expression just made him throw himself at him again. Yoongi is the cutest when he pretends to be mad.
“Yah Hope-ah, stop laughing, let’s go”, he pats his back to make him move so he does.
Yoongi shuts down his equipment and puts the USB on his bag. He will probably work on that when they are home but Hoseok doesn’t care as long as he eats, takes a long bath and sleep first. They walk through the company’s halls while his hyung complains about how difficult was to order this particular bath bomb and he was not gonna let any of them touch it.
It is funny to watch his hyung being this passionate about a bath bomb. But he would take this, with his empty threats and exaggerated gestures, over an exhausted and insecure Yoongi. He takes a mental note to buy him more of those things while putting an arm around his shoulders. The oldest doesn’t seem to care and just keeps ranting now about how good his body feels after using it.
Yoongi turns his head at him and gives him a full gummy smile. Yeah, he will definitely buy him more of those things and the whole world if that means his favorite hyung is happy.