Six Evil Step Brothers - Yoongi X Jungkook- Yoonkook

12

The morning sun cast a golden glow over the quiet streets as Jungkook made his way to the bar. It was a Sunday, and the city was still waking up, the usual hustle and bustle replaced by a serene calm. 

Jungkook's heart pounded in his chest, a mixture of anticipation and nervousness fueling his steps. He knew he had to make things right with Yoongi, and today was his chance.

As he reached the bar, he waited by the door, scared to push the door open. 

Eunwoo had come out to put the empty bottles outside and was faced with Jungkook.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA....what are doing here again?"

"I have a crush on him.... I am not giving up that easily."

"Really? crush on your step brother....wahhh... Am i living in a kdrama?"

"Help me...please!!!"

"Yoongi is cleaning the bar... I told him not to do it... but he is thankful I helped him....and now he wants to show it... go help him... he still needs rest!!!"

Jungkook grinned and nodded. He finally pushed the door open.

The familiar scent of wood and old leather greeted him, and he immediately spotted Yoongi behind the counter, wiping down the surfaces with a rag. Yoongi looked up, his expression neutral, but there was a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

"Good morning, hyung," Jungkook greeted, trying to sound casual.

"What are you doing here?" Yoongi asked raising his eyebrow.

"Eunwoo hyung asked me to clean the bar!"

"What?"

"Huuu..."

Yoongi just nodded, continuing his work without a word. Jungkook took off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves, ready to help.

"Do you need any help?" Jungkook asked, his voice soft.

Yoongi hesitated for a moment before nodding. "You can sweep the floor," he said, his tone indifferent.

Jungkook grabbed a broom and started sweeping, determined to show Yoongi he was sincere. 

As he worked, he stole glances at Yoongi, admiring the way the sunlight played on his pale skin, making him look almost ethereal. Yoongi moved gracefully, his delicate fingers deftly handling the cleaning supplies.

After a while, Jungkook spoke up, trying to make conversation. "Hyung, do you like playing the piano?"

Yoongi looked at him, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "Yes, I do. It's... calming."

Jungkook smiled. "I remember seeing you play once. You looked so happy."

Yoongi's expression softened slightly, but he quickly turned his attention back to the counter. "It's one of the few things that make me feel at peace," he admitted quietly.

Jungkook finished sweeping and put the broom away. He walked over to Yoongi, standing a respectful distance away. "Can you play something for me?" he asked, his voice almost a whisper.

Yoongi glanced at him, and for a moment, Jungkook thought he might refuse. But then Yoongi nodded and led the way to the piano in the corner of the bar. He sat down, his fingers hovering over the keys, and began to play a soft, melancholic melody.

Jungkook watched in awe as Yoongi's fingers danced across the keys, creating beautiful music that filled the room. He could see the concentration and passion in Yoongi's eyes, and it made his heart ache with admiration.

After a few minutes, Yoongi stopped playing and looked at Jungkook. "Do you know how to play?" he asked.

Jungkook shook his head. "No, but I'd love to learn."

Yoongi hesitated before scooting over on the bench, making room for Jungkook. "Come here. I'll teach you a few keys."

Jungkook's heart raced as he sat down next to Yoongi. The close proximity made him hyper-aware of every little movement. Yoongi's fingers gently guided his own to the keys, and Jungkook tried his best to follow along.

"Start with these notes," Yoongi instructed, pressing a few keys. Jungkook mimicked him, his touch clumsy at first, but Yoongi patiently corrected him, their hands occasionally brushing against each other.

As they played together, a comfortable silence settled between them. Yoongi's initial coldness began to thaw, and he started to open up, sharing little snippets of his thoughts and feelings. Jungkook listened intently, his admiration for Yoongi growing with every word.

"You have a natural talent," Yoongi remarked, a small smile playing on his lips.

Jungkook blushed. "Thanks, hyung. I am kind of good at everything."

Yoongi chuckled and showed his gummy smile. And Jungkook had fireworks in his stomach. That was the most beautiful gummy smile he had ever seen.

They continued playing, the simple act of making music together creating a bond between them. Jungkook couldn't help but steal glances at Yoongi, captivated by his beauty and grace. He knew he had a long way to go to earn Yoongi's forgiveness, but for now, he was content with this moment.

As the morning turned into afternoon, they took a break and sat down at a table, sharing a bottle of water. Jungkook decided to be honest about his feelings. 

"Hyung, I want you to know that I'm really sorry for everything. I... I know it will take time, but I want to make things right."

Yoongi looked at him, his expression thoughtful. "I can see that you're trying, Jungkook. It's not easy for me to forget what happened."
The rest of the day passed in a blur of music, and them cleaning the bar. Jungkook felt a deep sense of contentment as he spent time with Yoongi, each small interaction bringing them closer.