An unusual collection of fluffy, funny, romantic, smutty with a subtle hint of kink Bangtan stories.
⚠️ WARNING ⚠️
1. Handle your feels well
2. Don't read in a public place if you don't want people to think you're a crazy person giggling all by yo...
author's note; shoutout to smyangpiano for a beautiful piano cover! 😍
I love his BTS piano covers. I wish I knew how to play the piano too but I can only do as much with my life lmao I'm already turning a year older in 4 days noooo 😫
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He let his fingers feel the long neglected black and white keys of the brown piano he grew up with. He closed his eyes and saw her smiling face. She was the first girl he has ever loved. She always showed him her smiling face but never told him that she was sick. If only she told him, he never would've left her. He never would've traded her for his stupid dream.
It feels so nice.
Yoongi played a note and the sound resonated through his hollow heart. He was reliving the days he played beautiful music with her beside him. Back then, she was so happy. She was so happy to hear him playing the piano. He was her pride. She loved him so deeply. She wanted him to follow his dream and play wonderful music with the piano but she betrayed him.
She betrayed him by not telling him that she won't see him again. He left with a carefree smile but came back with a heavy heart. A heart filled with regrets. Yoongi wanted to hate her but he couldn't because he knew the only one to blame was him. Because he was so blinded by his own dreams and his own selfishness; he didn't realize that he was only being happy by himself.
The music stopped. For years, he avoided her piano. He didn't even want to touch or see it. In the corner of his memory, the brown piano stood. Under a white sheet, it was hidden, but in his dream someone was playing it for him. Was it her?
Yoongi played another note. He opened his eyes and see her memories in every note he played. His fingers moved by themselves, playing her favorite song. In the corner of the room, her music played.
You were passing by the spare music room when you heard it. You thought nobody was using that room anymore. Carefully, you peeked in, seeing someone playing on the piano. It was so sad but there was happiness in it. It was buried underneath his sadness. You couldn't describe the feeling, your feet moved towards him until you were in the middle of the room. He stopped and noticed you standing still from afar.
"Who are you?" He coldly looked at you. "Why did you come here?"
"It's beautiful.." You started shakily so tou cleared your throat and spoke again, "The way you play the piano. It's beautiful."
"I didn't ask for your opinion." Yoongi said sharply, "I asked you who you are."
"Oh, I'm Y/N." You gave him a smile even when you thought he was a bit scary. "What's your name?"
