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Since the day he returned from his honeymoon, everyone knew that Yoongi would just sit and stare at his wedding band, spinning it around his finger, when there was something on his mind. And there was often something on his mind. Usually, one of them could break in his stupor and force him to talk out whatever his problem was. But that, Namjoon thinks, is probably because what’s usually on Yoongi’s mind is something music related.

Today, he hasn’t once had a proper response to anything Namjoon’s said. He could barely talk to the company president properly, and that was the only time he had dragged his gaze away from that little gold band around his finger. (He didn’t stop spinning it though) Afterwards, he had gone right back to staring and had been ever since. Which is how Namjoon came to be sitting, silently, in Yoongi’s studio, staring at the older boy with almost as much intensity as Yoongi stared at the ring.

“I’ve decided to quit Bangtan,” Namjoon announces. Yoongi grunts.

“I’m signing with SM instead,” the younger tries again. A quieter grunt this time.

“Jin’s decided to debut with YG’s new girl group.”

“I walked in on Jungkook sucking Jimin off yesterday.”

“Jin’s cock is the best thing I’ve ever tasted.”

Namjoon groans, throwing his hands up. He could be dancing around the studio in nothing but a feather boa and Crocs and Yoongi wouldn’t look up.

It takes Namjoon kicking Yoongi’s chair to the other side of the room, almost knocking him over in the process, for Yoongi to finally pay attention.

“What the fuck is your problem dude?” the elder hisses.

“What’s your’s?” Namjoon shoots back. “You’re luckily the president didn’t cut your fucking dick off in that meeting.”

Yoongi lets out a noise that’s half exasperated sigh, half pathetic groan and buries his face in his hands. For a moment, silence reigns, and Namjoon shifts awkwardly in his chair, feeling more and more uncomfortable by the second.

“_______’s at the doctor,” Yoongi finally says. “And I couldn’t be there because of the stupid meeting with the president.”

Namjoon’s heart plummets. “Shit man, I’m so sorry - Is she okay? How long has she been sick? Is there anything we can-”

“There’s nothing,” Yoongi sighs, straightening up. “She has her suspicions but she won’t fucking tell me for sure and I just -”

The conversation is cut short by the sudden, shrill sound of a text message and Yoongi practically leaps out of his skin trying to unlock his phone. Namjoon watches as he almost locks himself out - his fingers are shaking too hard to put the password in correctly - heart anxiously banging against his ribcage.

What’s he not expecting is Yoongi’s sudden whoop of joy and the way he launches himself out of the chair, throwing the phone in his glee. He doesn’t even bother to pick it up before he’s running from the studio, practically wrenching the door off its hinges as he goes.

Bewildered, Namjoon sighs and retrieves the device from where it had fallen on the rug. The screen lights up, blinking at him with a picture that takes him a moment too long to decipher.

“Holy shit,” he breathes, zooming in just to make triply sure.

“I’M GONNA BE A DAD!” Yoongi roars from somewhere down the hall.

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