TATTOOS. ━ MIN YOONGI ✔

↞ five ↠

i walked through the empty halls of the school, hoping no teachers were around. during break and lunch you weren't aloud inside the school halls, i've only ever got caught once.

eventually arriving at the music studio, i stopped my self from opening the door immediately when i heard the piano.

no one ever goes in here apart from me...

i looked through the small window and saw yoongi playing the piano. he definitely doesn't look like someone who would play the piano.

i lay against the door, closing my eyes and listening to the sound of the piano. it was extremely calming and probably the best i've heard someone play it, he must've been learning for a long time.

that was until it got completely ruined

the door opened causing me to fall backwards and hit my head on a hard surface.

"ah fuck..." i slowly sit up rubbing the back of my head in pain.

i looked up to see an unamused yoongi looking down at me.

"what are you doing?" he questioned raising an eyebrow, i awkwardly smiled before looking down at the perfectly polished floor beneath me feet.

"ya know, i was just, walking around. heard a piano..." i stopped talking because it was obvious my explanation wasn't working very well.

"so you thought to just sit there and listen in on it?" his strong stare on me made me feel intimidated so i quickly stood up crossing my arms over my chest.

"actually, i don't even want to speak to you, you practically raped me before!" i whisper-shouted, if anyone was hearing this conversation then i'd rather it be one than the whole school.

"i was teasing you, its what i do. other girls seem to like it." he smirked after his last sentence causing me to scrunch up my face in disgust.

i don't know if i can cope with this, please god send me a saviour from this man.

"well, i don't like it, i'm definitely not that type of girl."

"what type of girl are you then huh y/n?" he questioned leaning against the plain wall still holding a stare on my face.

(a/n: sorry to ruin the moment thing but I JUST GOT CRAMP IN MY FOOT AND IT FUCKING HURTS SEND ME HELP SHIT)

"a quiet one that listens to teachers and doesn't leave her house, just studies. i'm not afraid to admit it."

"i could learn to like a girl like you, however princess, do you have any idea who i am?"

wait do i like being called princess or not wHAT THIS IS WEIRD

"i know exactly who you are. you're min yoongi, you knocked out like 4 guys alone."

"5 guys." he corrected me pointing his finger up in the air sighing.

"5 then, but why are you here? a school of all places?" i asked looking him up and down, examining his outfit once again.

"the piano. i can't afford my own so sometimes i sneak in, sometimes i just force them to let me teach so i could come in here."

i looked towards the piano, noticing how clean it had become.

did he clean it just to play a light tune?

"do you know how to play piano?" he brought me out of my thoughts and i realise the dark gaze he had on me before was now a light gaze on the piano.

"when i was younger i did."

"and now? thats what i asked."

i rolled my eyes at him for the millionth time before continuing my sentence.

"i stopped playing it and forgot about it."

i remembered the times when i used to practice the piano with taehyung and hobi all the time.

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"yah! hobi you're gonna break the piano!" i screamed at the top of my lungs at him.

for a five year old, i was pretty good at shouting.

"sorry y/n, jimin scared me..." he looked down at floor, moving his feet back and forth

i felt a rush of guilt as i rushed to my 9-year-old friend to give him a huge hug.

"i'm sorry for shouting hobi, i don't want to piano to break!"

i felt another pair of arms wrap around me.

"y/n! i want a hug too!"

suddenly, it turned into a small group hug.

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then i began to remember the time hobi told me he was going to pretend he was the same age as me in school so we could be in the same lessons, which he did manage to do. our age difference wasn't huge so it could be easily done.

i let out a random giggle before i covered my mouth and widened my eyes realised who i was with at this moment in time.

he furrowed his eyebrows and shook his head.

"you're weird. anyways sit on the seat, i'll teach you again." he patted the seat he was sat on, it was quite small but i'd probably manage to fit onto it.

he coughed and placed his hands on the piano lightly.

"i've been practicing this one for a while. it's called begin, my friend wrote it."

"you have friends?" i raised an eyebrow.

"i could say the same to you." he smiled before looking back down at the piano.

he played for a couple of seconds before grabbing my hands.

"huh?" i mumbled as he placed my hands on the piano.

"i'm gonna help you play." he wouldn't look at my face as he slowly began to move my hands with his creating a lovely melody.

i turned my head towards his, admiring his facial features.

his milky skin and soft eyes, the gummy smile that would sometimes appear at random times.

he was perfect. but he was different. we were complete opposites.

people were scared of him, people believe i can't even hurt a fly. he was beautiful, i was not. anyone would fall for him, no one would ever love me. not for who i am.

i came back to reality when i felt hot air on my face.

he was staring directly into my eyes, looking up and down my face.

we were only inches away and our bottom lips were touching.

moving closer, we almost completely touched lips, everything was silently and i could only see him.

however, not everything goes as i plan.

the fUCKING BELL.

we jumped apart from each other as i once again fell on my ass.

he scoffed, not even sharing a glance and walking out of the room and slamming door.

i lay on the floor before groaning.

"for fucks sake!"

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