Fear | K.th [Editing]

Pianos and Carvings [M] [27°]

Yoongi's feet came to a faltering stop, his glistening eyes shifting upward to marvel at the fluorescent letters shimmering the name of the music store he always passes by on his way to work. He lowered his gaze, peering at the dark brown spinet piano through his glasses he's been keeping his eyes set on every time he glances into the store.

For the past two weeks he's been contemplating whether or not he should go in and have a look at what the shop has to offer. He had finally gotten a day off, deciding that today was the best day to go into the store and search around.

He's always wanted to pursue a career in music, but his family brought him down whenever he mentioned something he found interesting about the topic of playing the piano. Still seeing the silhouettes in his room of his parents towering over him, their cackling darkening as their long sharp claws tear apart his dreams.

He bit his lip before stepping toward the door of the music shop, letting out a deep breath and turning the handle and pulling open the door. He glanced up when a chime of a bell draws his attention onto it along with the warmth of the heaters brushing against his flushed face from the crisp autumn wind.

Hesitantly walking in, the door automatically closed behind him. His eyes scan across the room, marveling at all the music sheets set up on display on the walls of the store or posters of famous musicians littering just as much room on the beige walls. He smiled in what seemed like forever, feeling like he belonged. As if this is what he had been looking for his entire life.

"Welcome to Wu's Music Store!" Yoongi's eyes land on an employee who greeted him upon entering the store before the employee turned her attention back onto a customer in front of her.

Upon realizing he was still standing in front of the only door to enter and exit the storefront, his legs guided him around the store as his head turned to the side to scan everything. He was unsure of what exactly he was looking for.

He knew his heart was set on that piano. But there was no way he could possibly afford something so authentic as that, it wasn't in a budget of a minimum wage worker to be buying. He let out a sigh, not even bothering to glance at the piano, afraid he might become even more attached to something so beautiful. He knew for sure he'll become sad when someone more richer than a mer odd-job person buys the piano and he won't have an excuse to come in this store anymore.

But for now, he'll just enjoy the time of it being here. His finger tips softly touched a sheet of piano music, delicately picking up the paper to view the notes etched into the sheet of paper with time and dedication; something Yoongi wished to have in him too when creating music.

He stopped reading the notes when something caught his attention in his peripheral vision, lifting his head to meet a pair of brown eyes that were attached to a blond haired boy staring back at him. He was wearing a white long sleeved button up shirt, tucked into ripped denim jeans, and his head resting on the back of his hands as he leaned his body against a book shelf.

–But, his smile is what lured Yoongi's interest away from everything else in the store.

His eyes formed into crescents as that peachy smile curved upward on his lips. His parted hair falling into his caramel coffee brown orbs, the earrings in his earlobes jiggling as he tilted his head and looked over at an awestruck Yoongi; who swears he's staring at an actual angel right now.

If only he wasn't so naive to notice the pointed red tail swaying menacingly back and forth behind the blond.

The boy waved coyly as they kept their gazes on one another. Yoongi managed to snap back into his senses to send a small nod toward him, wanting to hear the blond's voice. He awkwardly waved back, his hand facing the other direction before he drags his arm down quickly (feeling embarrassed and cursing under his breath for messing up and looking like a complete dork).