Radio Show

Yoongi opened his laptop and clicked into the radio show, it was silent for a few more seconds before the voice that he had grown to love spoke.
"Good evening you guys, glad I made it in time. We were having some really weird technical difficulties."
Her voice let of a soft giggle, just the sound made the music major smile. He pulled out his music theory text and began to read over the passages they were going to be going over the next day during class.
"Next we have another anonymous submission. This song is titled 'I Am You, You Are Me'. "
A slower song began to flow out of the speakers on his computer.
He would never admit it to anyone but he really just listened to the radio show because he liked the way the host sounded. She had a honey sweet tone when she spoke about music, her voice always calming and even.

Sohyun let out a sigh as she finished her radio show for the evening, it was already past 9:30. She turned in her office chair and closed her laptop, the sound booth and the office just out side of it were both empty. Heechul and Leeteuk had left after solving the broadcasting issue. She was completely alone. She thought back to her Music Theory class and decided she should go get a coffee and work on the reading for it. She shoved her laptop into her backpack and pulled the drawstring closed. She grabbed her phone off the desk and stood to leave.

The radio show ended and Yoongi looked up from his text, Namjoon was seated on the bed next to his.
"How was work?" The older of the two questioned.
"Hm? Oh it was pretty good, I had a couple people come in for consultations and I did the shading on that half sleeve I started a couple weeks ago." The philosophy major answered with a slight smile on his lips. "Music show already over? I was surprised she was playing Jiho's song, he usually doesn't send them in."
"I didn't know he was submitting anonymously." Yoongi said, an eyebrow arched.
"Yeah, he mentioned that he'd sent a couple of his songs in a while ago but he didn't put his name on them."
Yoongi nodded as he closed his book and sat up from his bed.
"Going to get coffee?"
"Yeah, I'm gonna be up for a while longer."

Sohyun walked into the coffee shop looking around she noticed the lack of people, it was surprising due to finals creeping up on everyone. The ever cheerful Park Jimin stood behind the counter waiting to take orders and offer service with a smile.
"Sohyun-noona!" He greeted with a grin.
"Jimmine." She smiled slightly.
"I was just thinking about you!" the younger man grinned even wider and commented "I listened to the show tonight! It was great, like always."
"Kamsahamnida." She said with a slightly warm face.
"What can I get for you?"
"An iced Americano if you could, I'm sorry. I know it's really late and you probably want to go home soon."
"Not a problem at all! What's the extra work? Major or minor?"
"Minor, my music theory professor assigned a lot of reading for tomorrow so I figured I'd get coffee and do it really quickly."
"Sure, I'll get that right out for you!"
She passed him her card and he swiped it quickly.

"Hyung!" Jimin's voice filled the small shop a moment after the small bell on the door chimed.
"Jimin-ah." A raspy and exasperated voice commented.
Sohyun looked up to see a young man with messy bleached out hair standing before her, he was in her music theory class. He had a rather annoyed expression on his handsome face. They made brief eye contact and she looked away quickly.
"Sohyun-noona! Here you go~!" Jimin practically sang as he brought her Americano over to her.
"Kamsahamnida." She said bowing her head and speaking quietly.
She turned her gaze back onto her book, deciding she should probably focus on what she was supposed to be doing.
"Americano." The raspy voiced boy said.
"Hot or iced?" Jimin asked.
"Hot."

Yoongi glanced at Sohyun, she was one of the smartest people in their music theory class. She always seemed to have the highest grades, but she never spoke. He'd heard her say one word and that was as Jimin handed her the coffee she's apparently ordered. The music major took a seat at one of the tables near her as he waited for his coffee.
"Hyung, have you met Sohyun-noona? She's a brilliant piano player!"
"We share a music theory class." The older man commented looking up from his book.
"Oh! She's such a nice person, I was talking to Jin-hyung about her the other day. Sohyun-noona," Jimin called out.
"Ne?" She said softly looking up at him. Her black hair falling over her eyes, her wire framed glasses slipping down her nose bridge.
"Seokjin-hyung was wondering if you'd be coming by our building any time soon, he wants you to try something he's been working on for class."
"Ah, um. Well, I'll text him and ask him about it."

Sohyun's voice sounded so familiar, Yoongi couldn't put his finger on why. Maybe she said stuff during class and he was used to hearing it there.
She rose from her seat and put her book into her bag, she bowed politely to both Yoongi and Jimin and paused before leaving.
"Have a good night Jimmine." She dropped her head and then quickly left.
The door shut with a slight ring of the bell connected to the top.
"She's so kind." Jimin commented thoughtfully.
"Hm." Was all Yoongi could manage.
"I think you two are very similar. I was actually talking to Jin-hyung about it the other day, he agreed with me. You two are very focused on what you want in life, you're both quiet, but extremely intelligent."
"Are you trying to hint at something Jimin?" Yoongi raised a brow.
"I just think you two would look nice together, that's all."

Yoongi leaned against the table unable to put his finger on why Sohyun's voice was so familiar, he was almost sure she never spoke in class. How had he become accustomed to hearing it? He felt his shoulders slump and he gave up that train of thought to focus on his book again.

Sohyun wracked her brain to recall the blonde boy's name. She laid in bed staring up at her ceiling, it finally hit her.
"Min Yoongi." She muttered quietly, finally able to remember the boys name.
He usually gave all the answers with confidence, his rough outer appearance had no holding on his skills in music.
Sohyun had watched him compose a piece in one sitting during a study class their instructor had given them. He wrote and edited it all in the two hour study period.
She could feel her eyes getting heavier as she laid in her bed. Finally they slid shut and she drifted off to sleep.

Sohyun looked over at Jihoon who was sitting a seat away staring at his text intently. Out of the corner of her eye she saw someone sit down beside her. She glanced over and saw Yoongi sitting right beside her, it was strange because he usually sat near the front in the middle rather than towards the back of the stadium seating with her and Jihoon. There were less people around them so it was easier to concentrate.
"Is this seat taken?" His deep and lazy voice asked.
"No." She mumbled, looking away quickly. She wasn't use to him sitting so close. From this close range she was able to look at his face, he was extremely handsome.
He wore a pair of thicker framed black glasses, his hair mused like he'd just rolled from bed. He wore a loose fitting white t-shirt over a pair of black ripped up jeans. A leather jacket slung over the back of his seat.

Sohyun once again forced herself to look away from him like she had in the coffee shop. She could hear the casual tapping of his pencil on the wooden desk top.
Their professor came in and quickly began to lecture.
Sohyun felt relieved that her mind was more distracted now that she was taking notes and not paying a great deal of attention to Min Yoongi. He was a closed off person, not to much unlike herself.

"Sohyunie!" Heechul cooed as she entered the studio.
"Heechul-oppa." She smiled at him sweetly.
"We shouldn't have any issues tonight, I had Teuk-y look over the equipment once more to make sure. You should take a night off sometime this week! You're here all the time!"
"A-ah? But I enjoy it. I don't really have any plans so it's okay."
"You should go on dates and interact with the people in your major! For a communications major you sure are closed off."
"Eh? I'm sorry." She mumbled looking away from the older man.
"No, it's not a bad thing. You really should take the night off on Friday. I insist, as your boss you have to."
"Kamsahamnida." She bowed deeply and stood straight up again.
"How are classes going?"
"I'm doing well. I think the orchestra wants me to perform with them sometime in the next few weeks."
"Good! You'll have to tell me so I can come watch you!" He grinned and nudged her side with his elbow.
She nodded slightly and looked down at the clock on the wall, her show started in less than fifteen minutes.

Yoongi looked over at his phone to check the time, 8:27. Only a few more minutes until the radio show started. He'd sent a submission in under his stage name, Agust D. He honestly wasn't expecting much to come of it but he hoped to hear it.
"Good evening!"
Her voice startled him, she had started the show early.
The soft, honey sweet tone filled the room.
"We got the equipment working in a timely fashion tonight. I figured it'd be okay to start a little early. With finals coming up we've been getting a lot of anon submissions. I guess music is one of the greatest stress relievers."
He wasn't willing to really admit that he'd practically fallen in love with her voice and the personality she projected over the radio.
"Our first submission is from one Agust D, the song is called The Last. I was listening through it today during one of my study sessions and it's a really deep song about struggles that a lot of people, especially in college, face. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do."
His heart leap up into his throat at her comments over his song.

Sohyun finished playing The Last and smiled to herself, she really loved the song. She played a lot of hiphop because there were a lot of underground rappers on the campus that enjoyed sending their songs into get some airtime.
"Our next song comes in from an anon. It's called Awake."
She quickly queued up the next song and thought back to The Last, his rough sounding voice discussed the struggles with mental illness. It was simultaneously rough and smooth, a low voice that sounded lazy but still confident. It was the perfect contradiction.

The sound of the office outside of the recording booth's door opening made Sohyun look up from her laptop. The show had ended half an hour prior, she wasn't expecting Heechul to come back. She tensed up but then she saw the grinning face of Park Jimin from the window.
"Jiminnie-ah! It's open." She called out.
The door was thrown open and the young man grinned at her.
"I love the show, like always."
"Ah! Good, I'm sure it gets boring to hear me just ramble about music." She chuckled, self-deprecation coloring her tone.
"Nonsense! You have such a calming voice. I feel like people just listen to hear you talk. Anyways! That's not why I'm here."

"No? What can I do for you?"
"Well you see, there's a friend of mine that needs to relax. You're a lot alike, really. I was wondering if you'd maybe want to go on a date, well it doesn't have to be a date but sorta a date-"
"Jimin, the point?"
"Right! I was wondering if you two could possibly go to dinner or something this week, I think it'd be great for you both! I feel like you'd really hit it off!"
"Um. Well I have Friday off, Heechul-oppa is covering my show."
"Ah! Great! I'll check his schedule! I'll text you." The younger of the two grinned at her widely and turned around to leave the room.
"Have a good night."
"You too, Noona!"

"Hobi-hyung! You should help me convince Yoongi-hyung to go on a date with this person I want to set him up with."
"Who is it?"
"Have you met Myo Sohyun? She's a Communications major? Plays in the orchestra."
"Oh yeah! I've sorta met her, she's really quiet. She'll play piano for some of the Ballet Principle students."
"Yeah, don't you think they'd be good together? Get this, she's the host of the nightly music show on the school radio station."
"Ah? Yoongi-ah listens to it every night. Does he know it's her?"
"I don't think so, he didn't seem to realize it when they talked briefly the other night."
"I'd be glad to help you." The taller of the two grinned.

"Yah! Why are you so loud? Don't you two have things to do?" Yoongi all but yelled as Park Jimin and Jung Hoseok leaned across the piano he was practicing on.
The pair giggled with large grins.
"I really think you should go on the date, she's just your type!" Hoseok commented.
"I don't have time." The oldest of the three fought to keep the exasperation from coloring his tone.
"Nonsense! Tell you what, if you go on this date I won't come to your dorm and eat your snacks for a whole month." Jimin grinned.
"How am I supposed to trust that? You have a key to my dorm."
"Hyungggg! I promise!" Jimin all but whined, "You two will really like each other!"
"If it gets you two to lay off, fine."
"Great! You're free Friday, right?"
"I guess." Yoongi mumbled.
"Okay! I'll text you a time for the date!" With that Jimin pranced from the practice room, closely followed by Hoseok.

Sohyun glanced at the time again, it was 7:30. She knew that Jimin wanted her to meet this person at a small sushi place a station away from the campus at 8:00. She finished getting dressed, as she began to close the clasp on her necklace her phone started to ring.
- Incoming Call from Kim Heechul
"Hello-"
"Ah! Sohyunnie! I'm so sorry! Apparently my Sociology final got bumped up to tomorrow morning rather than Monday! Who has a test on a Saturday? I really should be studying, I know I told you to take the night off."
"You can't make it, that's okay. I don't mind."
She felt bad to admit that she felt the weight lift from her chest at hearing she was needed at the station.
"I promise I'll make it up to you, I'll buy you dinner next week as a thank you and I'm sorry."
"Okay, fighting oppa!"
"Kamasahamnida! Saranghae!"

She quickly sent a text to Jimin explaining that she had to host the show due to the unforeseen test on Heechul's part. He was quick to reply
- Ah! That's okay, I'll just send him to the studio. I'm sure it'll be fun for you both! He loves music!
She felt her blood temperature drop a bit as he said that.
- Ne. Sounds great!
Was all she could manage in response to his excited reply.

Yoongi made his way across the campus towards the radio station set up in the communications department. He nervously straightened his jacket and tapped his fingers against his leg as he walked.
Finally he found the room where the radio was broadcast from. Inside he saw a figure hunched over a computer, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders. She turned around and he felt his breath catch.
Sohyun met his eyes and looked down quickly, she motioned with her hand for him to come inside the room.
This was the voice he'd fallen for? This was the music taste and humor that he admired and love to hear?
It all seemed to fit at that moment, that's why her voice had seemed so familiar.
He pulled open the door and walked inside.

"Hi." Her soft voice greeted him, she still looked down at the laptop in front of her.
He could see the redness on her face as she spoke to him.
He wasn't even sure what to say, he felt his face getting hot as well.
"Hi, I-ah. Jimin sent me?"
"Ne. Ne, I'm sorry about that. I was suppose to have the night off but Heechul-oppa has a test tomorrow."
"No! No, it's not a problem."
He couldn't bring himself to tell her that he really loved her radio show.
"Make yourself at home, really. I'm sorry, this isn't exactly most peoples ideal first date-er. Well I mean not date but-"
"Date..." He smiled slightly, "Really, I don't mind at all."

"Do you listen to the radio station?" She questioned, trying to keep her nerves at bay as she set up the equipment for the show which would be starting in a few minutes.
"Ne, I listen to your show every night. I usually study to it-aish. Sorry that was embarrassing."
He quickly cut himself off, his pale skin turning a shade of dark pink.
"Oh, really? I'm glad someone listens to it at least." She could help but chuckle as she plugged the aux cord into her laptop.
"I know a lot of people listen to it, you have a nice voice."
Her face felt hot at the sound of his praise.
"E-eh?" She looked up, her eyes widening as she took in his blushing face.
"U-uh?" He looked away quickly.
"I-if it's okay with you, I'm going to start broadcasting now."
"Oh, um yeah. You do what you have to, I'll just be here."

Yoongi felt embarrassment flooding his body as he watched her finish getting ready for the show. She flipped a few switches and typed a few things into her laptop and then began to speak into the mic.
"Good evening everyone." A smile lit her face as she spoke into the mic.
Her melodic voice sounded even nicer in person than it did over the speakers of his laptop.
"I have a pretty wonderful selection of music tonight, it wasn't suppose to be me this evening. My sunbaenim was suppose to host tonight but he had a test he needed to study for. Fighting oppa!"
She ran her fingers through her hair as she spoke.

As the show went on she got more excited and happy, she ran her fingers through her hair again. As she pulled her pale hands through her thick, black hair and raked it into a bun. She grasped at her wrists for what was apparently a hair elastic.
Yoongi smiled to himself, she seemed so comfortable and happy in that setting.
"That's gonna be all for tonight, I hope everyone's finals go well! Please tune in on Monday night for more music!"
She flicked a switch and turned in the desk chair to face him.
"There we go, sorry."
"Don't apologize, you seemed really happy. Plus it was nice to hear you and see you. This really is your element."
"I...I should buy you some ramen to make up for this inconvenience."
"No, it's really okay. Let's go get some food anyways, come on." He tugged on her hand.

They walked side by side on the way to the station, most of the noise came from the surrounding area. The hum of cars and snippets of others voices could be heard, the cooling air creating a sort of calm.
Finally Sohyun spoke, "Do you have any hobbies?"
"E-eh? I really enjoy composing and writing lyrics. It's something that gives me piece of mind."
"That doesn't surprise me in the least." She giggled softly, "During one of our classes you composed an entire piece off the top of your head. It was really amazing."
"What about you?"
"I really love to play piano."
"You play with the orchestra sometimes, right?"
"O-only when you're unavailable." Her face warmed again.
"Ah, I should be out more often then. I'd love to hear you play."

"Sohyun-ssi?"
Hearing her name she looked up from her bowel to see Yoongi looking away with a slightly red face.
"N-ne?"
"I didn't fully explain earlier what I meant about your show. I listen to it every evening because your voice helps me concentrate. It's relaxing and soft."
"My voice?" Her eyes widened at his statement.
He nodded, his messy blond hair falling in his face ever so slightly. She felt her heart lighten and her face get warmer at his unexpected compliment.
"Kamsahamnida." She all but whispered.

The last train of the night was almost entirely empty, Yoongi and Sohyun sat beside each other. She pulled her phone from her pocket and some headphones.
After a moment she offered one to Yoongi, a slight smile on her lips.
"You don't mind?"
"I wouldn't offer if I did. Plus you said this is a date, it'd be rude if I just put in my headphones and ignored you."
With a small smile he took the earbud. He put it in the ear opposite to the one closest to her.
The sound of his own voice fell into his ear.
"I really like this song a lot." She mumbled quietly.
"I do too." He smiled to himself, deciding to mention it was his a different day.

Yoongi felt something warm thud against his shoulder, he glanced over and saw the Sohyun's eye were drooping and she was now leaned against his shoulder. A glassy, drowsy look overtaking her features. He decided if she was this tired there was no point in waking her up.

"Sohyun-ssi?"
"Ne?" She yawned quietly.
"Our stop is next."
"Mm." She sat up and blinked a couple times, her face started to redden. "Ah, that was really forward of me. I'm sorry, so sorry."
She bowed her head quickly, now seeming fully awake.
"I don't mind." He said softly.

They exited the station next to the campus, the wind that seemed so calm and cool seemed to have picked up making it colder.
Yoongi walked closer to her, his manners causing him to walk on the outside of the sidewalk to keep her as far from the street as possible.
"Thank you for being willing to endure such an...odd, first date." Sohyun finally commented as they neared the campus.
"It was wonderful." He said earnestly.
He watched in delight as she smiled widely at him, her lips pulling back to reveal a sweet gummy smile.
"We should do this again." He commented nonchalantly.
"Ne." She said quietly.

"Here, let me walk you to your dorm." Yoongi said offering his arm to her.
She slowly reached out and grasped it, her pale hand contrasting with the black leather of his jacket.
She took in his profile; his pale skin and blond hair stark against the night time scenery around them. Looking over him she noticed the small things, his ears were lined with a few piercings. His lips quirked up into a slight smile as he spoke of music.
He had beautiful lips, his voice was so relaxing. Lazy and rough but smooth and soft at the same time. As they slowly walked towards her dorm building it seemed bittersweet to part so quickly.

"Yoongi-ssi?" She finally said as the stopped in front of her building.
"Ne?" He looked over at her with a slight smile on his face.
"Um," She faltered, not sure if she wanted to mention the fact that she'd had a crush on him all semester. "I wanted to mention the face that I'vehadacrushonyoumostofthesemester."
He blinked as if processing and deciphering what she had even said.
"Good, I feel the same." He finally said, a smile on his lips. "I hope this isn't to forward."
As the words left him he pulled her closer to him, their lips pressed together lightly. The heat that radiated from him warming her body as they stood pressed against each other.

Warm bursts of air fell against their faces as they look at each other, their breathing slightly heavy.
"We should really do this again." Yoongi finally whispered.

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