Inspiration|| vkook

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Jungkook couldn't wait to go out and celebrate his sudden success. For the average young man, he would call up all his good buddies and go to the nearest club to party all night long. However, Jungkook was not your average young man. It was very hard for him to make friends,that is if he ever tried to. 

Jungkook's way of celebrating was by treating himself to a nice afternoon drink at the Coutume Cafe, his favorite coffee shop......much more his speed than going to a raunchy club. But that's just who he was and he enjoyed it.

He called an Uber and waited...

Taehyung had been playing in the restaurant for about an hour now. He had taken a 10 minute break in between each set, but was still working his fingers to the bone....literally. 

Taehyung sat down at the shiny piano yet again after eating a little snack...just to revive himself for the next swell of monotone music he was forced to play.

As he began to play his next set, he started to daydream. What if this was his restaurant? What if HE could control the music he played? Actually, if it where up to him...it wouldn't be a restaurant at all. No, it would be a club. But not just any club, a jazz club. A place where people could come, maybe have a drink, and just listen to good music. His music. People would come from all over just to hear him play. Oh how great that would be.

As he was daydreaming, he didn't even realize the mistake he was making. He had forgotten all about his awful set lists and just began to play what his heart wanted. The music he dreamed of. For just those few moments, he forgot everything wrong with his life, wrong with his job, and just played....

Jungkook hopped in the back of the Uber car that picked him up, excited to go to one of his favorite places.

" Coutume Cafe please" was all he said as he dazily looked out the rolled down window.

The car had been traveling for a few minutes, until Jungkook heard something very familiar. The car was passing this restaurant when he heard a piano. At first he didn't think anything of it, but then he saw it again: the color. Deep purples, bright reds, burnt oranges and emeralds all appeared in the back of his mind. 

"Stop the car" 

" why were almost the...."

"STOP THE CAR!" he yelled, not even caring how rude he was being.

The driver soon obeyed and pulled over by the sidewalk. Jungkook threw a 20 at the driver and practically bolted toward the restaurant. He needed to find out exactly who or what this was coming from. 

What we think...we create

What we feel...we attract

What we imagine...we become

Jungkook finally made it to the restaurant. Luckily, the same song was playing inside, and without hesitation, he headed in.

Taehyung now deep within his spell, continued to play even louder, faster. He couldn't even stop if he wanted to, the music just controlled his thoughts as he played it. The temptation was just to much to resist.

Once Jungkook made it inside, he looked around to find where the music was coming from. It was a bit hard for him to focus because the closer he was to the music...the colors in his mind only got more vivid. He rushed throughout the rooms, ignoring the weird stares, until he found the one with the piano in it. The music hit him like a truck, making the colors almost appear right in front of his eyes. He tried to focus in on who this amazing person was that was playing the song, and for the second time that day,  he couldn't believe his eyes....

Taehyung??!