Yoongi and i were back downstairs in his room, me on my back on his bed, and Yoongi at his desk, using his computers.
“What do you think about a romance? Like a love song?” I asked, loving everything about a good romance.
“Love songs are cheesy They are never anything like a real relationship… How about something like Hip Hop?” Yoongi suggested. To be honest, that didn’t sound like a bad idea.
“I like it.” I said, rolling onto my stomach, and watching Yoongi work on something. I smiled to myself as Yoongi was working , when Yoongi looked up at me and smirked.
“Like what you see?” He joked. My cheeks started to heat up, so I quickly looked down at my notebook. I heard Yoongi chuckle, and when I looked up, he was looking at his computers again.
I looked back down at my notebook.