Yoongi POV
Nobody speaks to me all day except my brother but I'm really not in the mood to get teased by him for losing the first round of the katana fighting tournament. Instead, I go in to the practice room and decide to practice intensively all day. There's no way I can lose the second round too. If I do, I'll have nowhere to show my face. Hours pass as I don't deter and continue to fight some more. When I'm too weak to move a single limb, I finally sit down for a break. The view from the practice room is beautiful. With the sun caressing the horizon, wisps of red, purple, orange and yellow streak the sky. I take out my phone and snap a pic. When I'm not busy being interviewed or stalked by paparazzi, photography is something I have a keen interest in. Happy with the amount I've got done, I retire to my bedroom. At first, I'm just lying there doing nothing. But then the chess board on top of my cupboard catches my sight. I clamber up and bring it down, carefully opening its packaging. I arrange it into the format identical to the great chess board and then begin to play around with the pieces. After winning the first round, Y/N moved her piece two blocks away from me. I wonder what she's planning. If I win the second round, maybe I can move one block closer to her. And then maybe I could knock her out of place if I can continue my streak for all six remaining rounds. It's dark now but that doesn't stop me from putting on my cloak and taking Crystal to my secondary residence. After all, it's pretty clear that my presence is unwanted at the mansion for now. It's been a while since I last came here so it seems unhomely to me. I ride back to the mansion and pick up a few things like cushions, cosy throws and the chess board. I take them all back to my secondary residence and throw them around and rearrange a few things. Now it looks a little better. I'll go shopping tomorrow to buy a few more things. I stare intently at the chess board, thinking about what my first independent strike should be. Something bold or a little reserved at first? What would Y/N do? My train of thoughts are disturbed by a knock on the window.
"Mind if I come in?", it's Y/N.
I trudge up and open the door for her, "Make yourself comfortable."
"So what's up? How come you're here?", she asks.
"You do know that this is my place, I can come here any time I like.", I say.
"I do know that but I've never really seen you in here. I just saw the lights on from my place up there and decided to see what the rare occasion is.", she points up at her own secondary residence on the hill.
This is the thing, both our residences are very close, she's up there and I'm here in the snowy plains. Of course she'd come, she's the one who explores.
"Not much of an occasion. No one wants me in the mansion.", I admit.
"Aww, cheer up mate. You can try harder next time.", she nudges.
"Hmm... easy for you to say so since you won.", I mumble.
Your POV
I look around. There really is evidence he doesn't come here much. He must've brought the very few cushions and blankets with him.
"You know, you could come to my place for now. It's cold in here.", I suggest.
"Nah, I'm good. Besides, how come you're being so friendly?", he quizzically raises his eyebrows.
"Oh come on. We could be from rival families but I aint a monster.", I point out.
"Oh really? Are you sure there's no deeper plan behind this like you always have?", he quizzes again.
"No, no plans behind this. Just a friendly request. Why do you have to be so paranoid? I literally asked you out of manner and here you are getting all worked up about it.", I tease.
He shivers, "Fine. I'm coming."
We both put on our cloaks and ride up on our horses to the top of the hill. Leaving the horses in the stable, I let him. So why am I doing this again?
"Wow, your place is obviously much better than mine.", he marvels at the self decorated interior.
"Thanks.", I take the compliment, "I'll get you some food. Don't worry, I won't poison it."
"Haha, very funny.", he mutters.
I bring him and myself some food and for a while, we just sit there awkwardly. There's not much we can talk about, our mouths have to be guarded and every word must be regarded before we say anything to prevent dangerous slips.
"So what's your plans for tonight? You said your family doesn't want you right now.", I say.
"I don't know, but the family mansion really isn't somewhere I want to be.", he says.
I sort of feel sorry for him. Being the tactful, smart and sharp first daughter, I'm loved and welcomed in to my family at all times. There's never a moment I feel unwanted. But I guess things really aren't the same for him. He's never been the one to make any effort in the feuds and now that he's finally tried, he's failed first go. I can see why his family's disappointed. And the look of sadness in his face tells it all. I may be an opponent but I, too, am a human. I think about what I could do. He can always stay in his residence for the night but it's freezing in there. Sending him back to his mansion is just pure evil. If I let him stay here, I'll have to stay too because I can't afford him looking around documents. I don't know how I feel about having to stay over with an enemy.
"Well, you could stay here?", I murmur.
"It's obvious you don't want me here. It's fine, I'll just stay in my place.", he refuses the offer.
"Yoongi, it's too cold there. You'll literally freeze.", I start, "Just stay here. I'm fine."
"You don't have to be so kind. We supposed to be taking each other down.", he says solemnly.
"I'm human mate. Ok, so maybe I'm half monster when it comes to fighting my opposition but I still have human somewhere in me. Honestly, you've seen the hostile side of me but there's a lot more than that.", I say softly.
"Ok fine.", he reluctantly agrees.
I take him to the spare room and let him get comfortable.
"Thanks.", he smiles.
He gets comfortable and then I leave him be and take to my own room. Seriously, why the hell am I being so kind?
Yoongi POV
So maybe this was an accidental meet, but more than worth it. Now that I have your weakness Y/N, trust me, I'll manipulate you so much you'll be wondering what your past life was.
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Chess Pieces | MYG & Reader
Fiksi PenggemarEither family and obsession or each other and love... They both know they're pieces on the chess board. Y/N's from the Yin family, a powerful figure within the powerful family. And Yoongi's from the Yang family, a member that beholds much potential...