Piano Boy

19

• Yoongi •

"Yoongs, I brought you breakfast!"

I roll over, pulling the blankets tighter around me, and suddenly light floods my room as Hoseok opens the curtains, way too happy for seven a.m. "Come on, Yoongs, you work in an hour, I want to talk to you!"

"No," I mumble, my eyes opening, the warmth of my dream fading. Hoseok makes an apologetic face as I frown, standing, and he bounces to the door.

"Taehyung and I brought breakfast sandwiches and coffee, if we're not fast he'll eat them all."

I groan but stand, stretching, following him into the living room, where Taehyung is taking wrapped sandwiches from a bag. He glances up as Hoseok wraps an arm around him, giving me a smile. "Morning, Yoongi!"

"Mhm." I take a seat on the sofa, still half asleep, and Taehyung grins, pulling Hoseok to sit on his lap on the floor, tossing me a breakfast sandwich.

"It snowed last night, Yoongs, did you see it?" Hoseok grins at me excitedly as Taehyung raises his eyebrows at me, feeding Hoseok a bite of his breakfast sandwich.

"Yeah," I murmur, glancing out the window, remembering a scarf and a gentle brush of a hand against my hair, then fingers intertwined with mine, and my face heats slightly and I look away from Hoseok to hide my growing blush.

"Wait, Yoongs!" Hoseok's voice is loud, his grin audible. "Why are you - "

There's a tap on the door and I frown, standing, grateful to get away from the conversation.

Hoseok grins at me as I walk past him to reach the door, and I give him an odd look, unsure why Taehyung's grinning too until I open the door and the small blonde smiles brightly at me, his hair fluffy, falling into his eyes, cheeks flushed from the cold.

"Taehyung told me we're having a breakfast party here."

I blink, staring at the younger boy, then hold the door open for him to enter, and as he slips off his shoes in the entrance hall I make my way to the living room again. Hoseok grins at me from Taehyung's lap, his eyes bright with mischief, and I shoot him a glare, taking my seat on the sofa again as Jimin appears in the doorway, his eyes half moons as he grins at me.

"Your hair is cute."

I blink, my hand raising to brush through what's probably horrible bed hair, my face heating, and he just makes his way to sit next to me on the sofa, only a slight bit of space between us, his knee brushing mine slightly as he shifts. "Pass me a sandwich, Tae?"

Jimin catches the breakfast sandwich, unwrapping it as he leans back against the sofa, turning to talk to me as he takes a small bite. "You look sleepy, Yoon."

I nod slightly, the feel of his dark eyes on mine making me flush, and his eyes crinkle as he grins at me. Hoseok clears his throat, laughing slightly. "You two are so cute."

"Just date already," Taehyung winks at Jimin and he reddens.

"Leave us alone," Jimin replies lightly, grinning, still slightly pink, and I glance at him, noting how he doesn't seem bothered, just embarrassed, and I can't help hiding my face in my hands for a moment to let the heat in my cheeks recede.

"Yoongi, you work at eight, right?" Hoseok glances at his phone and I shake my head, standing, making my way to the small fridge for a water bottle.

"That was the job I lost."

"Aww, poor Yoongles." Hoseok makes a pouty face, then grins slightly, glancing at Jimin. "Does that mean you're free until work at Blue Sky?"

I notice his eyes on Jimin, and I shoot him a what-are-you-doing-Jung-Hoseok look as I make my way back to the sofa, handing Jimin a water bottle. "Yeah."

Hoseok grins, unbothered by my glare. "Taehyung, didn't you promise to take me to that movie?"

"What? When?" Taehyung turns to look at him, confused, and I realize what Hoseok's doing as he wraps his arms around Taehyung's neck.

"That early showing of - " he pauses. "Wall-E at the theater?"

"They're doing an early morning showing of Wall-E?"

"Yeah, and you promised you'd take me so we can sit in the very back of the theater and make out when the robots hold hands - claws - whatever." Hoseok stands, pulling Taehyung to his feet. "We'll see you guys later!"

Taehyung glances over his shoulder, confusion evident in his face, and Hoseok tugs him down the hall, Taehyung's loud, confused whisper audible even from the living room.

"You know I love you, Seokie, and no complaints, but - why the hell would we make out while animated robots hold hands? I don't remember you mentioning some kind of robot kink or whatever when we - "

The door closes and they're no longer in hearing distance, leaving me with Jimin in a slightly awkward silence, both of us aware of what Hoseok was doing, neither of us sure if we should bring it up.

Jimin shoots me a smile after a moment, his voice hesitant. "Well...I guess it's just us."

I nod slightly, talking a sip of my water, and it's silent for another minute before Jimin speaks up again. "Do you want to go see a movie? I mean," he laughs slightly, his eyes crinkling. "An actual movie, not a fictional early showing of Wall-E to make out as robots hold hands."

I choke at the thought, because even though he was simply repeating Hoseok's lie earlier, my mind immediately goes to the back of a darkened theatre, next to Jimin, Wall-E reaching for EVE's hand as Jimin turns to face me, his hand coming up to touch my hair like last night.

Damn it, Hoseok.

Jimin laughs slightly. "You okay? I just meant - oh." His cheeks turn red as he thinks over his casually uttered words from earlier, and I press my hands to my cheeks, the heat burning as Jimin tries to fix his mistake. "I just meant that it's cold outside, and if you want to spend the day with me we could see a movie and maybe go shopping again, if you want to. Since you don't have anything going on."

"Yeah," I manage, my voice unsteady, and Jimin's face lights up, his enthusiasm overriding the embarrassment.

"Really? Tell you what, I'll look up movies while you get dressed, then we can get coffee, and go to an early movie, if that's okay with you."

I nod, and he breaks into a smile, his eyes on mine, soft and bright with happiness. I force myself to look away from him, standing, making my way to drop my trash in the trash can, pausing in my doorway to glance back at the blonde male, and he shoots me a bright grin, brushing his hair out of his eyes. "Take your time, I'll look for a movie."

I nod, unable to resist the smile pulling at my lips, closing the door quietly behind me as I head for my closet.

~

If I don't get into a house soon, I'm going to lose my mind. We've been living in a hotel room for a month now because the house my parents are trying to buy here has all sorts of shit wrong with it.

I'm currently incredibly sleep deprived because my sister kicks. All. Night. Long.

But hey, I've got BTS performing Black Swan for the first time ever on my birthday. Life could be worse, I suppose.

Thanks for reading.