Yoongi
His palms sweat as he took a seat at the piano that he had been yearning to be perched at for days.
He let out a sigh of relaxation as he rested his hands on the white and black keys that comforted him through thick and thin for so many years prior to his adoption.
When his parents would fight, he'd sit at his child's keyboard and play. When his father was drunk and beat him, he sat at his set-up keyboard and played. When he was at the orphanage, waiting in sheer suspense for someone- anyone- to want him; he would sit at the black grand piano in the dark room and play.
He smiled, not a smile of happiness nor of nostalgia, but a fake smile he had been learning to create throughout his childhood that seemed to drag him down every passing second he breathed.
His fingers pressed loudly on a chord, creating a minor sound that echoed through the empty room. He closed his eyes and played another chord, this time making it sound lighter- more soft.
He let his mind wander to a better place- one he had dreamed of for years.
A home.
Where he would have parents that would be waiting for him when he got home- hug him when he opened the door, make cookies for him when he was sad, even remember his birthday.
Flutter, went his fingers on the keys.
A place where he had siblings that he could fight with, but still know that there was love between them. Siblings that he could black-mail and yet still trust to hold his deepest secrets.
His voice blended with the strums of the keys, dancing through the air in the cold room.
Where he could find someone he loved, someone who would love him no matter what his problems. A person who he could marry and live happily with, someone who he could make smile- who would make him smile.
A slight rest- no sound.
A place where he could finally be allowed to feel.
Another chord, hit with a loud thud.
A place he could call home.
Another chord, lighter.
Where he could let his guard down.
Softly, he played a series of notes, slowing down soon.
Where he could play the piano and not have to stop.
Soon, his notes died off....
He sighed and took his foot off of the blend pedal and he gripped the seat, his knuckles turning pale.
He groaned and threw his head back, lifting his hands and slamming his fists on the keys, creating a wreck of noise.
His eyes teared up and he closed his eyes.
"Now why did you do that?"
A voice broke the suffocating silence, saving Yoongi from the pit of despair that was beginning to swallow him.
His head snapped in the direction of the voice- finding that it belonged to Park Jimin.
"Jimin..."
He was both relieved and anxious as Jimin walked toward him and took a seat next to him on the bench.
"You okay, Yoongs?" Jimin's soft voice melted the other's heart. He placed a reassuring hand on Yoongi's.
Yoongi shrugged and looked away, trying to calm his nerves from his near-anxiety attack.
"It's okay, I'm here. You can talk to me." Jimin's voice swelled with empathy, calming Yoongi to the needed extent.
"I dont know... just.... you know..."
Yoongi couldn't find the correct words to describe his situation, but Jimin understood. He had been there for the older through thick and thin, and knew of his past.
Jimin grabbed Yoongi's chin, moving it so he was facing him. He smiled and leaned in to peck the other on the lips.
When he pulled away, Yoongi was completely calmed. He relaxed and leaned his forehead on Jimin's, sighing in the relief that engulfed him as his nerves began to rest.
"Thanks, Jimin." He sighed.
The other smiled and leaned in again, his lips lingering longer on Yoongi's than the last kiss. Yoongi leaned in again, connecting their lips for a third time, this time more romantic.
They pulled apart when the end bell rang, signaling the end of classes.
"Gosh, I love you...." Jimin sighed, resting his arms around the others waist, leaning into the crook of his muscular neck.
Yoongi leaned his head on the other's, inhaling his apple scent.
But he didn't answer Jimin's confession.
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AYE FAMMMMMMM!!!
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Love triangle? *lenny face*
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