Jimin is attempting to finally fix Yoongi's leaky faucet one evening while Yoongi, hunched over his desk, scrawls ideas for compositions, when the younger asks out the blue, "Hyung?" Yoongi looks up and faces Jimin, physically preparing for another conversation. "Can you play the keyboard for me?" He pauses (probably for effect, that dramatic little shit) then adds, "I've never seen you play before," as if it isn't obvious.
Yoongi narrows his tired eyes because Jimin is a smart guy and is probably aware the keyboard gets used regularly, with not single speck of dust daring to settle in the shiny plastic. For anyone else, he would straight out decline, but he has a soft spot for Jimin. The boy's getting suspicious and will find out sooner or later, so he decides to surrender before a war can start and ruin whatever kind relationship they have, because Yoongi's almost ready to admit to the younger that he actually enjoys his company. "If you want to find out, meet me at my house Monday morning."
He swears that Jimin will be the death of him.
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Read My Lips || Yoonmin || {COMPLETED}
FanfictionYoongi knows that not a whole lot of people appreciate his piano music. He doesn't expect a deaf boy to become his biggest fan.
