The Way We Speak Through Music

Chapter 4

Please don't cry

The tears of tonight 

Will dry on the sunlight

Please don't give up

Your worries of today will disappear ???

Disappear? Be gone? Go away? Hmm, the whole song didn't sound right or suitable for a guitar. I underlined the questionable term and pondered upon it while biting down on my lower lip (I should stop with that, it's got enough scars from my stupid habit). For unknown reasons I thought of snow and wrote down a note to compose a song about the beauty of winter. It's not like I have enough time for this... and it's not like I want to study all the time but it's what I have to do. I'm exhausted from it, so I took my time to relax from school, family, and even music. I put in my earphones to isolate the sound and my eyelids closed automatically after that.

Yoongi's POV

An hour has already passed and Y/N should head home. Her parents already reached out to us and asked whether she was with us and of course we confirmed. I could never understand the reasons behind their overprotective, obsessive, actions. Y/N is a calm, honest, trustworthy, kind person. Basically perfect. Even if she wasn't, how could parents dislike their own child? Just thinking about it made me clench my jaw, I have been tempted for some time now to have a conversation with her parents but she'd probably get mad at me. Also, the fact that she managed to make lunch for me is just overwhelming... she is the kindest person I've ever met. Kinda like my mother. Thinking about it, I should call her when I get home. It's amazing how Y/N could make me suddenly think like that, no one else had this effect on me but all she does is exist and cope with my bullshit.

I made my way to the music room and simply entered without knocking

"Come on airhead, time to go home", she didn't respond. Oh, she fell asleep on a freaking chair. How can she carry this angelic smile all the time... I removed a few hair strands from her face and felt weird tingles go form my fingers tips through entire body. Whatever, I kicked the chair to wake her up

"I'm awake!", she snapped and straightened her back

"Time to go home", I turned away from her and went to leave the room when she quietly spoke behind me

"Thank you Yoongi..."

No, thank YOU

Y/N's POV

The next four days were beautiful and made me genuinely happy. Every day I'd stay for an hour after school to practice the guitar and write songs. The violin though... it stood there in the corner and I couldn't bring myself to touch it. I am thankful to Yoongi's friends though, I should repay them somehow

"Y/N", mother simply pronounced my name as if it meant nothing. I made my way downstairs and stopped at a certain distance because she doesn't want me to be near

"Go somewhere these for three days since you don't have school. We left you money on the table, it's more than enough. My husband and I will also go on a vacation meanwhile. Seokjin decided to stay home and relax while everyone's away so don't dare to bother him, understood?"

"Yes"

"Good, now go away", I bowed and returned to my room. Well, there's the chance to repay the boys. Mum's cold behaviour didn't ruin my mood, I was hyped for the opportunity to go somewhere! I should text Yoongi

You: oppa ^^ lets go on a trip!

Yoongi<3: whats on ur mind?

You: about three days, we invite the rest and go to Daegu if youre up for it

It took some time until he finally sent a reply

Yoongi<3: do i gotta ask jk to go too? :<

You: umm why not?

Yoongi<3: ...

Yoongi<3: whatever, fine

Yoongi<3: but why? xd

You: why what?

Yoongi<3: why would you call others when ur supposed to chill and why Daegu?

You: i know you love it there

You: and im sooo thankful for everything you guys did for me ^^

I guess he's busy now so let's just leave it at that. Schoolwork can wait until I return so... what do I do now? It's boring when I got nothing to study, no inspiration for music and Yoongi is busy. It's like my prayers have been answered and someone sent me a text. It was Yuta asking if I was free, I confirmed and we settled for time and place. Since it's just hanging out around the neighbourhood I can dress comfortably, right? But he doesn't know me that well, I don't want to leave a bad impression. I groaned and plopped on the floor in front of my wide opened closet, revealing a variety of clothes. From extremely formal, elegant pieces to my school uniforms, cute flowery dresses and at the end were my Yoongi looks. Like, ripped jeans, oversized t-shirts... let's just go for my favourite combination which includes a red flannel shirt and black ripped jeans. Shoes weren't as problematic, no matter the type they looked neat since I'm taking good care of them. I picked the newest pair, black converse, and tucked in the laces because true 90's kids don't tie them haha kms

What about hair? Nah, just brush it and then let it dance with the wind

Makeup? Miss me with that

Now, the biggest dilema ever. Which perfume? It's obligatory, not a choice, but what scent? Not too fruity, not the ones that smell like aftershave, so I guess sweet ones are fine. Gosh, this is obviously my first time leaving the house without Yoongi, I seem like a total noob for everything. He never pays attention to my looks anyway. As the whole process took too much time I had to leave the moment I sprayed the perfume in my hair, on wrists and behind knees (yeah I do that, fight me)

Seeing Yuta in similar clothes except the ripped jeans and tartan pattern made me less nervous and I greeted him with a smile

"May I say you look adorable?", I blushed at his compliment

"Oh, thank you. You look nice too", I'm not really used to it, parents are completely absent and Yoongi never says such things to me. Well, can't blame him

"So, what was on your mind?"

"Would you like to take a walk? There's a nice park nearby and often filled with dogs-"

"I LOVE DOGS, LET'S GO!", I made a few energetic steps but then stopped because I have no idea where to go. Yuta laughed, making me chuckle because his sweet smile is highly contagious and sweet. And I like sweet things.