Bringing up music turned out to become one of the greatest mistakes I've ever done.
Yoongis taste in music was sometimes just as complicated as his mind.
To satisfy his ears wasn't quite easy but suprsingly we came across many songs we both really enjoyed.
Yoongi loved it to listen to songs which actually brought a message to the listener.
And so did I.
Eventually I learned about Yoongi and him actually trying to produce music.
He had a love hate relationship with music instrument he told me and also his mind.
"Sometimes something pops up and I write it down but I hate writing blocks, you know what I mean?"
I nodded in response, since I could kinda relate, through my love hate relationship to art.
"Maybe if try harder I will actually become successfull..."
He mumbled and shrugged.
"I bet you will become a popular rapper one day Yoongi. I can feel it."
He was sometimes way too insecure about himself and it was pretty shocking to me when I found out about his hidden talent.
I just really felt like cheering for him, I didn't want to see him giving up.
He sighed with a small smile on his lips as he looked a me and petted my cheek.
I could feel them immediatly heat up, but Yoongi didn't stop to pet them as he mumbled: ,,And I bet you will become a fashion designer one day."
I smiled.
He really noticed everything and the fact that he started to remember every little detail I told him made me just fall more.
He eventually let go of my cheek as I could feel his eyes landing on my lips for a short amount of time before he shook his head and told me there is something he allways wanted to show me.
He wrapped his figers around my wirst and dragged me with him, so many students just passing by like flashing lights.
We used to be air to them, but I bet I could see jealousy on some of their faces.
Secretly they were just living under the pressure, society created and we both just didn't want to blindly do so.
He brought me to this small music room, where I used to dance before whenever I hear that someone was plaing the piano.
,,You know, I can play the piano."
I clapped in my hands as I said:
"I used to play as well, but I bet you are better."
Yoongi once again seemed to be suprised as I mentioned my past with this instrument.
"Really?"
I nodded:
"And the violin."
Yoongi scratched his head as he mumbled:
"Well, seems like my plan failed."
"What?"
"Nevermind"
He smiled, kinda forced.
"We should play."
I said as I walked to the piano.
I sat down on the bench, signalizing him to sit down next to me.
His face lightend up, and he sat down cracking his pale, slender fingers.
"I really need to pratice actually."
I chuckled as I showed him my small fingers and waved to him.
Yoongi smiled in such an adroable way that I felt my heart melting.
"Don't worry I will help you warm up."
I nodded and watched his fingers moving over every key and plaing this strange yet so familiar melody, causing my feet to step.
Thinking back it was actually quite obvious but in this moment it totally blew my mind as I realized, he had be the one playing the piano.
His music had caused me to dance and eventually learn to swallow my pride and actually start doing what I like.
To stop being blinded by society and just to step out of the line.
I looked at Yoongi who slolwy came to an end and faced me again, with his usual face.
"Now it's you turn."
I blinked in disbelief with my eyelids.
"I don't think I can play all the notes, just after watching you."
Yoongi nodded, lucidly.
"Give me your hands then."
I frowned, replaying his words in my own mind.
"What?"
Yoongi slided a bit back before he leaned his head to the side and said.
"Sit on my lab, and give me your hands."
I hesitated just looking down at his lab, where I apperantly was about to sit on.
My lips felt pretty dry and I cleared my throat, I seriously got nervous.
But eventually I mentally kicked my own ass, I mean I couldn't let this opportunity slide.
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A/N: If you didn't get what Yoongi mean with "his plan failed" he actually wanted to impress the girl with his skills on the Piano ;))))
