My Photographer (Yoongi Fanfic)

Seeing Grandma

"Yui you're making a big mistake!" Yoi told me. 

"I'm not making any mistake." I told him. I clearly was making a mistake but did it seemed like I cared? Not really. 

"If you want Yoongi to forget about you then why not you just do it yourself? Grandma taught you right?" Yoi asked me. 

"She did but I don't have the supplies with me." I told him. "And it's a long process if I do it." Grandma, I guess you guys should know. My grandma can make anyone forget something, but it won't be permanent. She can only make the person forget something or someone until something special happens for them to remember it again, grandma has only done this to so many people and she get's paid for doing this also. 

"Grandma!" I exclaimed as I walked into her house. 

"Hello Yui! Hi Yoi." She said to us both, "What do you guys want?" 

"I have a request." I asked. 

"Sit and tell me." She said and I sat down. "What is this request?" She asked of me. 

"I want my friend Yoongi to forget about me." I told her. 

"Why?" She asked. 

"So that we don't have to go through the pain of tomorrow." I answered. 

"I see." 

"Am I the only one not getting this?" Yoi asked. 

"Which card?" She laid out four cards in front of me. Love, Greed, Sin, and Hate, I picked love. "This much be a complete decision then isn't it?" 

"It is." I answered and she did her work for me. 

It was the next day and I walked up to Yoongi, "Hi Yoongi." I greeted him. 

"Oh, hi Yui." He said and walked away. It may seem like it's nothing right now, but Yoongi has forgotten what we used to be, now I can work in peace. I was leaving for my photography sessions and my last request which is in March was coming near. Two more months. 

"So did you get your wish?" Yoi asked me and I just smiled happily. "I guess you did." 

"It gives me less of a burden now." I told him. 

I was at home and I was organizing my photos, I saw a photo that I first took of Yoongi, I better not show that to him. Basically grandma's work is giving people temporary amnesia it's nothing to be real proud of but hey it's worth it when you want someone to forget what you used to have. It's not that I hated our relationship it's just, I was feeling a lot of things and I was feeling really hurt while going out with him, like our relationship just wasn't real. But all of that is over now, I don't need to worry. 

I was out taking photos of the school and Yoongi saw me and came over to me. "Hey Yoongi." I greeted him like normal. 

"Hey Yui. So what're you doing?" He asked looking at what I was doing. 

"Oh just my job." I answered him and looked at the photos. 

"Oh wow they're good." He complimented me and his hair brushed against my skin. I just looked down over at him and he smelled like vanilla. "Yui did you hear me?" 

"Huh? What?" I was back to reality. 

"I asked how did you get that angel shot?" He asked me. 

"Oh if you really position it well and then if you do the close up. Click.  Done." I explained and showed it to him. 

"Oh wow, it's like you're a natural." He complimented me and smiled up at me. 

"Thanks." I said and left. 

"Oh hey Yui! Don't you ever smile?" He asked me. "Why're you so emotionless?" 

"I'm not emotionless, it's just... someone has actually made me feel things that I never would have had to experience." I explained to him. 

"Really? Who was he?" He asked me. 

"Just an old friend." I answered and left. I was at home and I took a quick shower and when I got out someone was knocking on my door? I grabbed my towel and put it on my hair and it was Yoongi? "Hey Yoongi what's up?" 

"I wanted to see your photos, there was just something that hit me while I saw your photo earlier." He explained to me. 

"Alright." I agreed to it and I grabbed a box of photos, the photo I had of Yoongi is in my computer and I never actually found the purpose to print it. I set the box on my table and dumped out the photos. They were just scenery photos of multiple things. 

"Wow! You're amazing at this!" He exclaimed at me and I just looked up at him. He was smiling like he usually it and that's when the question hit me. 

"Yoongi what's your major?" I asked him. 

"Hmm? Oh, music. I rap." He answered  and that explains why his voice is so raspy from time to time, and he was with those guys earlier. 

"Oh really? That's cool!" I exclaimed and he looked at me and I still kept my poker face. 

"Oh for a moment there I thought you were smiling." He told me and smiled. 

"Right." I mumbled and I looked at my own photos. Then I saw a photo of Yoi and I? 

"Oh hey look, it's you and Yoi when was this photo taken?" He asked me. 

"I... I don't know... it seems like we were at the zoo?" I questioned. Now that I realize it, when was this photo taken? How come I can't remember it either... what was the real reason I left the house? Why can't I remember a lot from the end of middle school back? 

"Yui?" Yoongi called for me waving his hand in front of me. 

"Huh? Oh yea?" I asked. 

"I'm gonna go now alright." He told me. 

"Huh? Oh uh yea. See ya later." I told him and Yoi came home. 

"Hey, Yoongi was here." Yoi nudged me and I gathered all of the photos together. 

"Hey Yoi... when was this photo taken?" I asked him. 

"Hmm?" He asked turning around and the moment he saw that photo he turned pale... then he saw all of the other photos and he was shocked. "Wh-why do you have those out?" 

"Yoongi asked to see them... they're mine anyways, it's just... when was this one taken?" I repeated. 

"It was when we were five and at the zoo. You were really happy when you got to see the lions." Yoi answered me. 

"There's more to that, if I was happy to see the lions I would've remembered this memory. Now that I think more about it, why did I really leave home? I can't remember anything from when I was five to the end of middle school." I asked him .

"I-I don't know! Go ask your doctor!" He started to stuttered and I felt something out of place. 

"What? Are you hiding something from me?" I asked him. 

"I am not." He answered. 

"Don't lie to me Yoi." I pressured him. 

"I'm not seriously!" He exclaimed and went to his room. I tried to open his door but he locked me out, he's such a small thinker I have the key to his room. I opened the door and this was his room?! 

"Wh... what's all this?" I asked him. There were photos in his room a bunch of them.  

"Yui... I have to tell you something." He told me. 

"No shit Sherlock." I told him.