Angel of Music ( TaehyungXReader)~ Phantom Of The Opera ~

chapter 10- Journey to the cemetery

A few days have passed after taehyung has revealed himself to Y/n. oddly enough, that trust has brought him closer to the young chorus singer. He always managed to look forward to their nightly meetings, it gave him a reason to be excited during the day. Though most of the night, he would be tutoring under the sleeping night, those times in which they took few breaks, he would pleasure himself by listening to the stories she would tell, and her general kindness towards him; in his mind he believed he didn't deserve any such actions of warmth, and gentleness.

Y/n awoke earlier than the sun had this day. The rays of the sun didn't even bother to crack through her curtains to greet her. She swung her cloak on her shoulders and picked up a fresh bouquet of roses, that she purchased herself and didn't receive from adoring fans.

She left the safety of her room, holding the flowers close to her chest and walking down the hall. She was grateful most of the workers living inside the opera house were sleeping and didn't bother her, she always preferred her trips to be peaceful.

As soon as she reached the entrance doors of the opera house, a familiar face appeared. In his upbringing, he smiled upon seeing the chorus singer " ah Y/n!" he greeted her " where are you off to so early in the morning ?" He asked her.

Y/n smiled softly as she looked at the patron " good morning jungkook" she greeted first before answering his question " I'm going to see my father."

"By foot?" He questioned, his face turning into a face that asked if she were sane. " in this weather?". His concern was of the good. It was still snowing and the temperature was freezing cold, anyone seen walking by themselves would be considered crazy on the spot.

She shook her head " of course not!" She exclaimed " Monsieur Alcott will be taking me"

Relief was seen on his face."Would you like company?" He asked " I can go with you. I accidentally came too early to my meeting with the managers"

She shook her head softly " no thank you jungkook " she declined him with a smile " I wouldn't want to bother you."

"It's no bother " he insisted " besides, it gives me an excuse to be with you "

She let out an airy laugh." Maybe some other time."

"Very well" he murmured, slightly disappointed. "will I see you later?"

" Perhaps" she responded, and stood out the doors " goodbye jungkook" she bid him goodbye and stepped down the stairs And walked to the back of the opera house, where the stables were kept.

Her carriage was ready, and the horses were kept in their pens, which confused her. By this time they would have been tied to the carriage and ready to go.

She stepped deeper inside the stables " Monsieur Alcott?" She called out the name of the man who was supposed to take her to her destination, but he was nowhere to be seen. "Darn" she sighed. She assumed he must have accidentally overslept.

"Is something the matter?"

She turned to the voice with a frightened expression, not expecting anyone to be there, but upon recognizing who it was, her nerves relaxed." What are you doing here?" She asked him

" Tending to the horses" taehyung replied "I feel bad for them for being out here by themselves all the time" he reached over and started petting the mane of a black horse with white spots all over." They also are the only thing in this opera house that isn't afraid of me, well besides you." He added.

She smiled softly, looking at him. He turned his attention back at her " what about you?" He asked " why are you here so early? You've hardly slept" his face showed concern. After their lessons that night, he let her go, and she managed to get about three hours asleep until she woke up and got ready to go.

"I'll be fine." She reassured him"I'll probably have to cancel going out today." She said sadly since she couldn't go see her father.

" where to?" He asked curiously, getting out of the horse's pen and standing in front of her " I can take you." He offered

"Really?" She asked, " are you sure?"

"I'm positive" he gave her a boxy smile" it's too early for anyone to see me."

"Thank you taehyung," she said happily, planting a kiss, a friendly one, on the skin of his cheek.

His face turned slightly red and he quickly headed off to align the horses onto the carriage. Once finished, Y/n hopped into the carriage and taehyung into the driver's bench. They left the stables and trotted down the streets, passing the opera house, where jungkook was still in the front doors, reading a newspaper. When he heard the noises of the horses, he looked up and saw Y/n passing by. He waved at her and she briefly waved back. He looked at the driver and arched his brows. Did monsieur Alcott get skinnier, taller, and lean all of a sudden?

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Rows of tombstones stood erect in silence to the left and right, in front and behind, like a sea of the dead. Some were crumbled with the weathering of the centuries, some were smooth marble with new black writing and laid with floral tributes. Most though were overgrown and unkempt, for now, even their mourners had joined them under the soil.

She looked out into the cemetery, her breath paling from the cold. She took gentle steps into the snow-covered ground, the snow crunching under her boots. Passing bells and sculpted angels. Cold and monumental, seem for him the wrong companions. He was warm and gentle. She missed her father dearly, as any loving daughter would. Her father always said he loved her. He was one of those fun-loving fathers who would pick up their child and spin them around until they were dizzy. He would always advise her about things in life and care for her wellbeing. You can imagine her tiny child-sized heart, breaking at the sound of her father's last breath.

She kneeled down at the snow-covered tombstone, wiping it away to reveal the name. F/n L/n, loving father, and husband, was what was engraved on the marble stone. She placed the roses onto the ground and sighed heavily." hello papa"