The Last • m.yg

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I made you a song.

I made you a song about me.
About us.
About you.
About how sorry I am.
About all my insecurities.
About my fear of losing you.
About how you make me feel.
About everything.

I invited you to the music room Monday morning.
I realized a lot of things over the weekend.
I realized that I need to get my head out of my ass and lower my pride cause you're more important than that.
I realized that I can't stand a day without you by my side.
I need you.

You were silent when you entered.
Were you mad?
Probably.
I mean, who wouldn't be with this shitty attitude I'm showing.

I motioned for you to sit beside me on the piano bench.

"y/n... I'm so-... just listen to the song please"

Why does my voice sound so weak?
Why do I feel so vulnerable right now.

And that feeling is back again.
That gut twisting feeling.
The feeling of waiting for something that'll never happen.
That feeling called fear.

I took a deep breath then pressed the keys of the piano.
I rapped and played the piano for you.

You were silent throughout the whole song, but there were tears in your eyes towards the end of it.
Why are you crying?

"Because I'm happy Yoongi"
Oh.
I said that out loud.

You smiled and I sighed with relief before pulling you into a tight embrace.

Then there's this new feeling.
And it feels great.
It's like there's this giant weight off my chest.
I feel free for once.
It's a feeling that I haven't felt in a long time.
And I smiled.

Is it Happiness?

"Thank you Yoong-"

"-I don't wanna loose you... ever"
I admitted weakly.

After staying in that position for a few moments, simply enjoying the peace and silence, we both pulled away.
We stood up and you kissed my forehead, standing on your tip toes.
Cute.

"I love you... and only you. Don't ever forget that"
You said.

And I just stood at my place, staring at you.
"Yoongi?... you oka-"
"How did I become so lucky?"

I stared at you once again before doing the only thing I could do.

I hugged you.

We both exited the music room, fingers interlocked.

"y/n?"

You hummed in response.

"I love you too. More than anything, more than anyone, more than my music, more than myself. You make me feel a shit ton of emotions that I can't explain and it scares me but makes me happy at the same time. And I just really love you"

I never thought that simple notes could change so many things.

But I'm glad it did.