myg&kma › where did you come from?
Laughing, she teases him that Namjoon’s studio is probably bigger because he’s also the bigger person. Mina is obviously not the best person to be making jokes about height, but she can’t help herself anyway. She tries to keep her laughter to a minimum as they walk together though, because she really doesn’t want to disturb anyone who might still be working, and furthermore she doesn’t want to attract any attention to herself. It’s hard though, because once she starts laughing, it’s never easy to pull back.
She does feel quite proud when Yoongi declares that he doesn’t just let anyone in his studio. The smile on her face grows until she’s practically beaming, although to go with this, she ends up giving the rapper a playful shove on the shoulder. “I bet your definition of clean is different from my definition of clean,” she mumbles. This is rich coming from her, since her own bedroom isn’t the most organized either, but it’s not like that’s something that Yoongi needs to know.
She stands aside, eyes wide and teeth digging into her bottom lip with anticipation as Yoongi slowly opens the door. First she peers her head in so she can get a good look; true enough it’s not /that/ cluttered. Things are scattered around just enough for it to feel homey, and it doesn’t smell bad either. For some reason she’d excepted that–perhaps because of the earlier experience at the practice room. “Are you working on anything right now?” She asks, her tone excited.
He eyes her dutifully for some sort of reaction, perhaps waiting for a snappy comment about how untidy his studio is, but instead she asks him with an excited tone if he was working on anything. Of course, Yoongi is ecstatic, treading over to his desk where a computer lies. “Yeah yeah!” He gestures for her to come towards him. He scratches the back of his neck. “Actually I’m working on a mixtape. It’s been almost two years since I started this.”
















