Advent || Yoonmin

16. december

"Can I come over?"

"Sure"

Jimin didn't want to talk to Jaebum or Youngjae right now. He was avoiding them since he yelled at them. And today again, he was going to visit Yoongi so he wouldn't have to see anyone of the two. When he arrived it was around 9am. And although Yoongi answered him earlier that it'd be okay for jimin to come over the elder didn't open the door. At first Jimin thought Yoongi wasn't home, when finally someone opened the door. "Hi Jimin." Yoongi said and stepped back to let Jimin come in. "So... Is there any special reason for you to come over?" Jimin just shook his head. He then hesitated. "Wait... There isn't any special reason, but can you play the piano again? It sounded so great when you did last time." Yoongi nodded. "Follow me." He said and went to a different room. There were CD'S, vinyl and speakers all over the walls with one exception for a desk. In the middle of the room stood a grand piano in white. The whole room was so dark that the piano stood out in every kind. The walls, shelves and the vinyl were all black and even the floor was a dark wood, but the piano was in a clean white. There wasn't even one stain or anything on it. And by the way Yoongi looked at it everyone could see why he cared so much for it. It seemed to be his whole life and everything he loves. "What do you want to hear?" He then asked Jimin who was a little overtaxed of the sudden question. "Just play anything." he said. So Yoongi went over to the grand piano and sat down in front of it. He stretched his fingers and lifted it's flap. He caressed every key of the board and breathed in the scent of the wood and the slightly chemical scent of the paint. And then he laid his fingers on a key. And he started playing and the piece was getting just better with every tone. The composition wasn't just a song or anything. Jimin felt like he was being taught a story. And he listened to every small detail in it. Because he didn't want to miss a thing. But suddenly it stopped. Jimin left his thoughts. "Why did you stop?" "I just wrote it yesterday. It isn't finished." he answered. "wow. Just wow. This is amazing. Do you have a muse or something? I can't believe there are people actually this talented." "Yes, I have a muse." And he whispered the last part so Jimin couldn't hear "It's you." And then his hand began to fly over the keys again and the day went on like this until Jimin had to leave because it had gotten dark.