Piano Keys [BTS Yoongi FF]

》Backstory《

Getting up from the floor, Yoongi moved his head around as he felt his neck muscles stiffen. He tried to tame his hair while walking over to his bedroom, where Yerin was sleeping peacefully, with the hope that he won't wake her up while getting some clothes.

"Morning," a quiet voice murmured from under the covers, it started Yoongi slightly before turning around and seeing that Yerin was sitting up in the bed,

"Morning," he replied smiling before turning around to walk to his closet so that he could get what he came for,

"So, who changed me?" Yerin questioned confused while looking down at her clothes, clearly noticing that it was different than what she was wearing the previous night,

"Jungkook's sister came over so that you wouldn't think of us as weirdos," he chuckled while taking out some clothes before turning back around to face the female, "Are you feeling any better? Do you want me to get something? Do you-"

"I'm okay," she cut Yoongi off with a slight chuckle, "Thank you,"

"Well, I'm going to make breakfast now, you rest for now," Yoongi stated before walking out to get changed and start making the breakfast. After a short while the smell of omelettes, along with other smaller dishes, was filling the apartment making everyone slowly stir awake,

"Wait, is Yoongi cooking?" Jin shouted getting up, "Is this real life?"

"Be quiet, Yerin's asleep," Yoongi said coldly while putting everything out on plates,

"Well isn't that cute," Jin said as he took away two plates while Yoongi just sighed. He handed the Jeon siblings some plates before returning to the kitchen to grab the remaining food to take it to the bedroom for Yerin. When walking in, Yerin sat up on the bed while Yoongi sat down on the edge.

"It smells really delicious," Yerin complimented while clapping her hands together, Yoongi placed down the plates in the middle,

"I hope it tastes nice too, the others didn't complain," he shrugged as Yerin smiled,

"Thanks by the way, for everything," she muttered before taking a bite of the food while keeping her focus on the plate in front of her,

"I've told you before you can come to me, anytime," he said looking down too, "we were just all so worried, especially that it was Christmas,"

"I'm sorry that I made you all worried," she says pushing away the rest of the food, "I am also sorry for ruining Christmas."

"It's okay, I'm sure the guys were more worried about your safety than angry or anything. They were very relieved when I brought you home," he informed while putting the, now empty, plates on the floor next to the bed. He took her smaller hands into his own, "I'm always here to listen and protect you so please count on me,"

"I know, I just didn't want to hurt you or anything, even though that is exactly what I did," she replied in a whisper before breathing out,

"I'm just happy that you are safe now," he replied, his voice soft and comforting, "look at me," he said before she looked up at him, "I want you to tell me everything, okay? We have all day,"

"Can I tell you later?" She asked trying to stall, "I don't feel too good,"

"At least try to tell me why you argued with your brother last night," he replied sternly, wanting to find out what happened,

"Okay, I'll just tell you from the start," she sighed while looking down at their hands that were still interlocked, "Around three years and a bit ago my mum got into a serious accident," she started.