Black Swans Heart (Eng. version Min Yoongi FF)

Pt. 9

Y/N POV:

,,Oh God! Jin what should I wear?! I mean, I don't know his grandmother.

He only talked about her once at school but how should I know what she likes... then what should I get as a gift", Jin sat on my bed and watched my little freak out.

The reason?

It was Yoongi's (paternal) grandmother's birthday and he wanted to take me to meet her.

But I didn't know her, so I had no gift and nothing suitable to wear.

"You went shopping with Yoongi. Didn't he buy you a dress or something?" Jin asked smiling.

,,Hmmmm~ one thing. This here", in the back of the closet hung the new dress I had received.

"But that's not appropriate for the birthday of an 80-year-old lady," I looked at Jin questioningly.

"But it looks really beautiful and I'm sure it suits you well...put it on tonight," he gently patted my shoulder.

"And don't worry about the gift, Yoongi's Halmeoni (grandmother) is rich but she hates big gifts," after which he left my room.

Time Skip:
In the evening:

I had listened to Jin and put on the gold dress.

Now I just had to hope that it really suited the celebration.

At 6:00 p.m. sharp, Yoongi knocked on my door to pick me up.

I opened them.

"And ready.....wow," his eyes widened and his cheeks flushed.

"Y/N you...are beautiful...and gold is my favorite color...." He took my hand in his.
,,Thanks very much. But you don't look bad either Mr.Min", I leaned against his chest and grinned.
,,So! Shall we?" I linked my arm with him and we walked towards the elevator.

Time Skip:
At the party:

,,What?! Your Halmeoni lives here!?", speechless, I got out of Yoongi's Rolls Royce and looked at the front door of the large villa.

,,Yes. My father bought her the house. He probably just wanted to get rid of all his money somehow," giggling slightly, Yoongi took my hand and led me inside.

The villa was gigantic and beautiful.

Everything was decorated in pink.

Phew, good! The dress fits.

There were quite a few people there, including all of Black Swan and Min Jisong. Jazz music played softly in the background.
,,Yoongi. Who are these?" I nudged him gently.

,,These are the keepers of my Halmeoni. You know, her cook, butler and stuff" I nodded understandably.
Suddenly a young man came up to me. He was significantly younger than the other housekeeping staff.

He must be around 28.

He was standing next to an old lady with Yoongi's father.

Oh! This is probably his grandmother.

,,Ah! Over there she is. Come on Y/N I'll introduce you to each other", Yoongi was so excited and happy that I could only smile.

"Halmeoni," he said softly, letting go of my hand, kissing her cheek and then quickly grabbing it again.

,,Yoongi! Oh you've grown so big. What a difference 2 years makes. Oh! And who is that?" She looked at me affectionately.
"I'm Y/N. Your grandson and you went to school together," I bowed.

"And we were together for almost 3 years," Yoongi said, looking into his father's eyes.
"Oh how nice. And please call me Nana," she took my free hand and held it.
"Come on, I'll show you the house," she pulled me with her.

We just left Yoongi and the others standing.

Time Skip:

Nana was a very kind woman.

She told me a lot about her past, that she worked in a simple flower shop and that's where she met her husband, a photographer.

The two bought a single apartment, but she got pregnant and they had to move.
"I will never forget the day when Jisong came home covered in blood and said that he was now part of a mafia...", yes, I could hardly imagine the shock.

But she kept talking. About how her son fell in love with the mafia leader's daughter and ended up becoming the boss himself. Also that her husband had died a good 3 years ago.

But when Yoongi was born, everything was perfect for 4 years....

Before Jisong's wife left him for someone else and completely disappeared from the scene.

I felt sorry for him.

Losing the love of life is certainly not easy....

But in order not to sink completely into the sad mood, I also told some things from my life.
Nana showed me the whole house and it was really beautiful.

When we got back to the entrance hall, Yoongi was waiting for me longingly.
"And did you have fun?" he asked both of us.
We nodded in unison.
"Grandmother, the food will be served shortly", together we made our way to the dining room.
And there I was sitting next to this man who had caught my eye earlier.

"You seem to get along well with Nana. Oh sorry, can I say you, can't I?" he asked me with his head slightly bowed.
"Yeah sure. I'm Y/N by the way," I shake his hand.

"Choi Hyongji," he also seemed very nice.
"Are you new here?" Yoongi asked sitting across from me.
"Yes, I've been working for Ms. Min for half a year, sir," he bowed briefly to Yoongi.

So he knew who he was...

,,Nice. And your remit?" Yoongi continued digging.

"Oh I'm some kind of assistant," Hyongji was completely composed.
Yoongi just looked at him suspiciously, but before he could say anything he was interrupted by his grandmother.
"And Y/N where do you know Yoongi from?" He smiled at me.
"Oh we went to school together" I took a sip of wine which was served.

,,Ah! I understand," to my surprise, we got along surprisingly well.
He seemed very down to earth.

Our easygoing conversation continued until the end of the meal.

But I hadn't noticed that Yoongi had been watching us the whole time.
Just as Hyongji was about to crack one of his jokes, Yoongi grabbed my hand that was on the table.

"Y/N what do you think if we go? We wanted to do something together tomorrow and we have to get up early," he said in the sweetest tone he could manage.
Since we didn't really have anything planned for tomorrow, I noticed difier what he had.

Is he jealous?

But I played along.

,,Oh yes right. I totally forgot about that. Then do well Hyongji. Nice talking to you," we stood up.

,,Same to you! Hope to see you again soon", he smiled at me and I turned to Nana.

"Bye, Nana," we hugged.
"Goodbye my sweet. And take care of Yoongi for me!", she looked at her grandson warningly.

"Don't worry Halmeoni", he also says goodbye and we left.

I broke the silence as we sat in the car, "Yoongi...were you jealous?"

He turned his head away.

"No, I wasn't!", but all I could do was giggle.
"It's okay. I would have been too if you talked to another girl like that," I smiled at him.

Yoongi blushed.

Without another word, but in a comfortable silence, we finally drove home.

And that night, as I pondered my own words, I realized something too...

I was in love with Yoongi...