#violinist!jin

[snowpetaly]

Play the notes of my heart for me

namjin moodboard ♥︎

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idea: violinist seokjin, writer namjoon, childhood love, art university, slow burn, friendzone, they are annoying but lovely, dark academia vibes, common past, namjoon has a cat.

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[stormdragon23]

Orchestra Kid!Choi Jong-In vs Band Kid!Baek Yoon-Ho AU

Choi Jong-In plays the violin (I really want to see him play the viola or cello, but he seems like a violinist)

Baek Yoon-Ho plays oboe (I have little knowledge about band instruments, so feel free to make suggestions. I was also thinking tuba or another brass instrument but they don't seem to go as well with the violin)

Them being forced to play a duet together as the leaders of their respective sections

Both of them yelling at the other for being out of tune during rehearsals (when both of them are off)

Bonus (take these with a grain of salt):

Byung-Gyu and Eun-Seok playing percussion

Sung Jin-Woo playing viola

Cha Hae-In playing violin

Lim Tae-gyu playing trombone (some kind of brass instrument. I don't know enough about band-)

#solo leveling #solo leveling aus #choi jong in #baek yoon ho

[missingn000]

so i finally worked out the details of my jjk-sxf crossover au

-it's a no-curse modern au

-first fic in the series is a toji & yor oneshot where they meet in a dog park playing with bond and divine dogs. yor shows some feat of insane strength and toji realizes they're alike; they discuss the pros and cons of their similarities and it ends with them setting up a playdate for their kids. megumi has beef with anya already

-next story is loid & nanami bonding over their pink problem children. this one is a yuuji and sukuna are twins au. sukuna is still a little demon who shouts "unhand me, you mortal!!!" when nanami tries to get him to listen. nanami sighs & goes along with it like "not until his highness finishes his vegetables"

-i have this mental image of master henderson sighing at the itadori twins & anya being like "why is it whenever something happens, it's always you three?"

-can y'all even imagine the volleyball episode with itadori twins, megumi, and anya? rip bill watkins

LOTS more below cut

-all the jjk kids (itadori twins, megumi, etc) come to eden in anya's second year. can you even apply to eden after first grade? who knows, but in this au i'm deciding they can. they're all in the same hall

-don't ask me how yuuji got into eden, i don't know either. i like to think that despite being the most troublesome, sukuna is the first to become an imperial scholar. it does NOT help with his ego

-i got myself accidentally invested in partners in crime sukuna & anya??? after overhearing his classmates call anya creepy and violent for something she did a year ago on her first day of school, sukuna gets pissed they're being superficial and judgmental towards her, so he beats up some random kid to take the heat off her

-they become best friends after that. sukuna only gets one toni bolt too because henderson realizes he did it to protect anya

-sukuna doesn't approve of damian & scares the shit out of him. he gives damian the most terrifying shovel talk of all time when anya and damian finally get together

-wouldn't it be so cool if yor and toji went on a mission together? that could be an epic story in itself

-i think mamaguro still dies in this au (though she's still alive in the first story). toji doesn't go completely off the rails though since he has friends to support him. yor especially helps a lot since they're quite close by now

-that said, megumi still needs two parents to get into eden. yor does him a "favor" and gets loid to convince nightfall to pretend to be megumi's mother for the interview

-yeah, i accidentally made myself ship them. toji could fix her i think. imagine how awkward and adorable fiona bonding with megumi would be. also, trope of found family + melting the ice princess?? i am HERE for it. also fiona fushiguro just sounds really good

-gojo needs to be a dad in all stories of mine, so he'd be the adoptive papa of nanako and mimiko ofc, but also he needs zen'in kids so he takes in maki and mai. god what a household

-gojo and getou are married. gojo is a famous genius astrophysicist and getou is a (former?) concert violinist who cracked under the pressure and is mostly a stay at home dad now

-nanami is married to shoko. she's a surgeon and a total enabler of her sons' mischief

-still working on everyones' backstories, but i'm thinking the itadori twins' mom (kaori or kenjaku?? she couldn't have been possessed in a no curse au, but...i'll figure something out) was a serial killer who murdered jin, hence the boys needing to be adopted. still deciding whether or not kaori was caught or is on the loose

-the boys were first taken by a lab similar to anya's, which is how they got super-strength, but it was shut down

-took the boys a while to find a good home, since many potential adoptive parents had a stigma towards them because of who their mother was. nanami and shoko thought it absurd that children should be cast aside solely because of their parentage

-sukuna saw kaori kill jin and it scarred him pretty badly, hence why he's way more jaded and a problem child than yuuji. he kinda blames himself for not being able to save his father, despite being literally four at the time. his greatest fear is turning out like his mother

this is all still developing, but i'm really excited to work on it!! it def won't be a linear multichap like tpg, probably more like a series of oneshots as i get new ideas. hopefully i'll have the first part published soon!

#i need a tag for this au but i don't have a name for it yet #uhmm #lets go with #jujutsu eden #for now and then i'll change it once i publish the first story #jjk x family

[thebirdandhersong]

After talking to @eddis-not-eeddis about Korean music, I thought I'd put together a list of Korean music that carried me through the last years of high school/first year uni :)

I listened to mostly kpop (and some r&b/indie/rap/alternative/pop rock) near the end of high school, but it became too tiring to listen to, and I became more interested in other genres of Korean music. I've linked a few of my favourite albums below, but most of those artistts have grown in name and (relative) fame since I began listening to them. Here are a a few more recommendations (some of which are smaller/lesser known artists, some of which have big presences in the industry):

Acoustic indie: OKDAL, Han All, Kim Na Young, Standing Egg, Lucid Fall, Sugarbowl, J Rabbit, Urban Zakapa

R&B: Zion.T, Zico, HYUKOH, Heize, GSoul, Ra.D, Crush, DEAN

Ballads: Ji Jin Seok, Park Hyo-shin, Jeong Sewoon, Kim Jin-ah, ONEW, Jung Seung Hwan, Paul Kim

Bands: Martin Smith, LUCY (they have a VIOLINIST !!!), The Rose

Indiepop/pop artists who branched out to different genres: Minseo, Chen, AILEE, BOL4, Sandeul, ONEW, Jonghyun, Monogram, Roy Kim, Lee Hi

Sam Kim's Sun and Moon was THE album of the year in grade 12. Every single track on this album is memorable. Sam Kim (from Seattle!) is signed under Antenna Music, whose other artists are worth checking out, too, if you're interested in unconventional, unique indie music (Antenna's whole brand is letting the artists explore their own tastes and interests; it's a whole agency of singer-songwriters). Sam Kim himself is an excellent guitarist, and likes to dabble every once in a while in other genres (r&b, ballads, pop) and has performed singles for k-drama soundtracks in the past. First song rec: It's You for a relaxed indiepop sound, NO SENSE from his album I AM SAM for a demonstration of his guitar picking style.

Lee Jin-ah is also at Antenna Music. When she arrived on the music scene with her voice and her piano, even big names like JYP (which is one of the "Big Three" pop music companies) were scrambling to offer her a contract. Her jazz piano background brings something very distinctive to the Korean music industry; she combines that with r&b and bubblegum pop influences, which is a really interesting contrast with her light, airy, fairy-like voice :) First song rec: RANDOM (a good intro to her eclectic style), Let's Go Camping (a slower acoustic/piano track that displays her whimsical sound in a softer way).

Eddy Kim's acoustic stuff is pretty good easy listening. I listened to his music constantly in high school. He's less experimental in his music style than Sam Kim, for example, but when he sticks to his brand (guy with guitar and a regular percussive beat) he comes up with some really good music. First song rec: 2 years apart or The Manual

AKMU (Akdong Musician) is probably the only big name company musician I still follow/listen to. They signed with JYP when they were in their mid-teens -- JYP is the only one among the Big Three companies that branches out from mainstream pop the most. AKMU is a brother-sister duo that creates quirky, whimsical indie-pop music with a very distinctive sound (they often sing together; the sister is an incredible vocalist and the brother is the one who composes and produces). More recent music has either gone electro-pop or acoustic based indie. I've added two albums here (one from their teenage years, one more recent) as a nice comparison. You can hear how their style has changed over the years! First song rec: How People Move (a funky, energetic title track), Time and Fallen Leaves (ballad), Last Goodbye (they incorporated a familiar classical music song into this in a very creative way)

Last of all, someone who technically is part of the pop scene in Korea, but whose sound is more memorable to me. IU's charm is the versatility in her voice; she's experimented with many genres in her extensive career (she was a child star). Musical theatre, jazz, singsong rap, ballads, bubblegum pop, electropop, indiepop, acoustic indie, alternative....... she's literally done it all (well. Aside from rock, metal, and traditional folk music). LILAC is one of her more recent albums (for a more acoustic indie sound, I'd recommend Palette). First song rec: LILAC (this is a pretty good example of the unique things she brings to the kpop scene: a theatrical, refreshing sound), My sea (a kdrama OST-style ballad that demonstrates her vocal ability and range), Through the Night from her Palette album (soft relaxing acoustic song)

#songbird again

[btsmosphere]

BTS band kids II ~ OT7

summary: teahyung decides it’s time for the groups’ favourite pasttime - teasing their poor maknae pairing: none! just the boys as a big group of friends genre: friendship, crack treated seriously, humour, band kids au, musical theatre au word count: 2343 rating: g warnings: this one is much more chaotic, teasing but it’s harmless and in good fun, Jungkook is clueless as the butt of the joke, but he’s having a good time, overdramatic😅

~a/n: I hope this one makes you smile!!💜

“It’s time.”

Taehyung spoke up the moment Jungkook left to go to the bathroom during lunch break.

After their rehearsal with the cast yesterday, Adam (who had finally showed up) had plenty to go over with the band today. In all day rehearsal. Jin’s favourite (sense the sarcasm).

“-for the annual ceremony of pin-the-tail-on-the-Jungkook!” Tae was busy announcing.

Jimin and Hobi laughed, already digging impatiently in Tae’s bag as he took out the ‘tails’. Namjoon rolled his eyes along with the eldest two of the group, but wasn’t successful in suppressing his dimpled grin.

Pin-the-tail-on-the-Jungkook had become a tradition, but by no means an annual one as Tae had claimed. No one could remember when it was first played, so now the ‘annual’ resurrection of the game was simply held whenever someone decided they fancied it. The one common denominator was that it happened whenever their maknae was playing viola.

It went without saying that they all loved him, but unofficial orchestra rules were unofficial orchestra rules, and it gave them perfect grounds to poke fun at him. And lord knows he gave back what he got.

“We all know the rules?” Hoseok checked, taking a pack of post-it notes for himself and thrusting a badge into Yoongi’s hand.

“Yes! Now hide them!” Jimin hissed, flapping his hands when he noticed Jungkook coming back.

The rules were simple and self-explanatory. Attach your item to Jungkook without being noticed, with one catch: the game was only on during rehearsal.

So as Jin pulled his violin from his case, a bulky pack of stickers lying in his pocket (definitely not stolen from Tae’s job at the clothing store, how could you think that Jin?), he prepared for the rehearsal to devolve into chaos. Unnoticeable chaos, perhaps, but chaos nonetheless.

Adam called the band to attention and they started their first run-through. First of all, he wanted to practise the strings on their own, and Jin was soon in full-focus, lost in his music. Some passages were very difficult, but he was determined to master them. Beside him, Jimin was equally attentive.

“Okay, the opening was much better that time,” Adam stopped them, “just try to think about- hey guys! Can you quieten down a bit while I run through the violins? Yup, thanks, anyway-“

For a second, the violinists let their attention slide to the back of the band that had just been scolded. They had resorted to whispering as requested, settling down. However, Jin wasn’t put at ease.

Taehyung’s mouth was puckering as he tried to hide a telltale smirk, nodding at the first oboist while his eyes darted between them and the conductor. Most of the woodwind were exchanging little glances, shuffling in their seats.

“Right, from the top! Flutes, can you join us?” Adam rapped his baton on the stand, foiling Jimin’s attempts to catch his best friend’s eye as he turned his gaze back to his music, raising his bow once more.

Rehearsal moved on fairly swiftly. It wasn’t until a good while later that Jin smelled a rat again.

As it happened, Hoseok was the first to shoot his shot. The moment Adam told the brass he would be going over a couple of pieces they weren’t in, he ditched his instrument and dived to retrieve a book from his bag like the rest of the section.

However, from the corner of his eye, Jin could see that all was not as it appeared…

Hoseok’s eyes flicked between the conductor, who was speaking to the horns, and the back of Jungkook’s head. Settling back in his seat, he did his utmost to act nonchalant. It wasn’t convincing. Something about the line of his shoulders… his straight face…

Hoseok always smiled.

Jin narrowed his eyes.

Then, in a blur, Hoseok’s book tumbled from his hands, skidding across the floor.

Bowing his head in apology when Adam looked around, he set off, torso bent parallel with the floor as if that would render him invisible, creeping further forwards. When he reached his stray book, he crouched right down.

He was in position.

Directly behind Jungkook now, he held his breath as he pried the pages of his book open. Grinning prematurely with victory, he took the bright yellow post-it note pad, with ���TAIL’ written on the top one, from where it was tucked into the pages.

At a painstaking pace, he peeled the first sticky note away. His hand shook as he raised it up, closer and closer until he could place it in the centre of Jungkook’s back as lightly as possible.

Shoulders sagging in relief, he began to shuffle back to his seat. But, hearing the sound behind him, Jungkook looked over his shoulder.

Alas, well-trained agents of the Jungkook-teasing squad always had a backup plan. Hobi’s worked seamlessly; with a smile and nod to the violist, he gestured with the book in his hand so Jungkook knew he had simply been collecting it and there was nothing to see here.

Safely back in his seat, Hoseok winked at Jin. Jimin was muffling his giggles in his jacket sleeve beside him.

For the rest of rehearsal until the next break, nothing more interesting happened. It was safer to spread out their attacks on their youngest friend to avoid suspicion.

After an extended break, they settled back into their seats for the tech run with the cast. Probably the most tiresome part of a show week, often running late into the night with microphones breaking, cast members messing up or directors complaining. All of which equated to a lot of sitting around for the band.

Jungkook had insisted on finishing his snacks before coming back to rehearsal. Yesterday, Taehyung had indeed brought too much and the group had hidden the bag under the tiered seating for extra sustenance today.

Anyway, the end result of this was Jungkook only seating himself once the woodwind had already tuned, in time for the whole band to watch as a yellow sticky note fluttered off his back when he sat down.

Hobi looked devastated.

“Right, mic tests for the band first,” the tech director announced from their position at the top of the audience, “let’s start with violin one, please.”

Everyone played in turn as a harried assistant adjusted mics. Jin was silently practising, staring idly at his music as his fingers mapped out the passagework, when the saxophone was called to play. At first, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but that itself alerted Jin.

Looking around, he found Jimin was already watching the woodwind with an amused smirk.

Usually, Taehyung would play something random and totally unrelated to the show at mic check to make people laugh. He even took requests.

But this saxophonist was sticking to the music.

Sure enough, it wasn’t Tae. Frowning, Jin noticed one of the oboists was on Tae’s chair, playing his saxophone. Searching the section, he spotted Tae with an oboe in his hands. What was going on?

Turning to their conductor, Jin saw Adam flipping through the score. He hadn’t even noticed two of his players had switched places.

When Tae had found the time to plan this was beyond Jin, since the saxophonist had spent the whole of break with the group. Then he remembered whatever the hell went on in the woodwind section during the previous rehearsal. That must have something to do with it…

Oboe was called soon enough, but Tae still didn’t play his normal selection of music. Once again, he stuck perfectly on-script, playing an oboe passage from the beginning of act 2.

Jin had never heard Tae play the oboe before, but that didn’t mean he was surprised. Tae had a habit of picking up random instruments and learning them at the drop of a hat.

He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t a little jealous.

It seemed Tae had succeeded in the first stage of his plan, however. And said plan was becoming more apparent.

Jungkook seemed to be the only one that hadn’t noticed Tae’s new seating plan, which put him as close as possible to the target himself. With the limited space in the pit, the oboes were pushed up close behind the violas.

So while the cast lined up for their mic checks, Taehyung leaned forward and gently pressed a sticker of a fox onto Jungkook’s shoulder. Then, after they had played half the overture and were stopped for the first crackly mic of the evening, Taehyung excused himself for the bathroom. On his return, his accomplice followed suit, and normalcy returned.

Taehyung had got away with it.

Much later on, they had finally reached the point in the middle of act 2 where everything is bleak and the actors are singing about losing hope and never loving again. The heroine in particular had such a song, and was struggling with timing.

As such, they were going over the part where she sings alone with the two violins, namely Jimin and Jin.

With the house lights dimmed to allow the stage lights to be tested for the tech run, the band was in near darkness, only stand lights illuminating their music. Adam and the director were close to a collective breakdown. This section was important and the audience should feel her turmoil, they said, and it wouldn’t work if she got her entry wrong.

Perfect timing, Namjoon.

A light flicking off at the back of the band was the only clue as to what was about to happen.

He had deliberately chosen to wait until this part of rehearsal to make his move. As the furthest away from Jungkook, he couldn’t employ Hoseok or Taehyung’s tactics, and he wouldn’t get away with this in a light theatre.

Placing his double bass down, he prayed the singer would mess up just once more to buy him time. Then he got on his hands and knees. The cellists gave him questioning glances as he crawled past them, but said nothing.

Suddenly, Adam sighed, calling the song to a stop, simultaneously running a hand through his hair and tipping his head down to check the score in front of him. On instinct, Namjoon ducked. Or rather, he dropped right down onto his stomach.

“Again!” the director demanded, and Jin and Jimin started up again. The song was quite beautiful in all honesty, delicate and soaring.

But down below the sweet singer, Namjoon was shuffling through the orchestra on his elbows like a large slug. Just as he got close enough, his foot caught on a music stand, making it rattle slightly.

Wincing, he looked up at Jungkook as he threw a glance over his shoulder. Thankfully, Namjoon’s form was below his line of vision, pressed against the floor as he was, and he turned around without event. Bringing his legs forward so he could kneel behind Jungkook, Namjoon made quick work of applying his own sticker, which he had swapped with Jin for the post-it notes he was first given. He had lost faith in the sticky notes after the fate of Hobi’s.

Although Namjoon had evaded detection by Jungkook and Adam, Jimin was in the perfect position to watch the whole endeavour unfold. His eyes kept straying from his music, even though he was one of the only two playing, and his bow was shaking with the effort it took to suppress his laughter.

On Namjoon’s trek back up the pit, his plot finally came undone.

Perhaps he had thought turning his stand light off would hide him from view, but now it only served to make his part of the orchestra completely dark. When he felt safe enough to get off his knees, he tripped instantly on his stool, only just catching himself before he crushed his instrument, but it was loud.

Adam was sure to be sending a dirty look his way, but tried to press on, though it soon became impossible as Jimin’s bow shuddered across the strings, butchering his passage at the same time as a loud snort escaped him. On stage, the actress had jumped at the sound and subsequently lost where she was in the music.

Calling the song to yet another halt, Adam looked at the end of his tether. Jimin’s shoulders shook as he lowered his violin, wheezes and whimpers escaping him as he fought to control himself, all while Jin stared at him in pure confusion.

Once order had been restored, they continued, eventually completing the cursed song and making it to the end of the show.

The lights went up, chatter erupting immediately from the cast while the band slumped back in their seats, beginning to pack away. It was a late one, definitely already dark outside.

Watching Jungkook, Jin saw the boy rubbing his eyes and decided the game was up. Like always, he and Jimin didn’t really have a chance at the game since they were playing the most out of anyone as violinists.

He quickly folded the green post-it note from Namjoon into an aeroplane and sent it flying straight into Jungkook’s face.

Startled, the violist fumbled with it for a moment, blinking his eyes open. At first, he looked between the paper and Jin in bewilderment. Then, Jin swore he could see the precise moment the light bulb flicked on in the boy’s head.

His mouth fell open and he contorted his body around, trying to pull off an owl-style one-eighty to see what was on his back.

As he peeled off Taehyung’s fox, the other boys approached, laughing and clapping him on the back. In return he gave them a bunny smile while his arm stretched over his shoulder to pick off Namjoon’s sticker that his fingers could barely reach.

Collecting his stuff to leave, Jungkook pressed the stickers onto his viola case. There was somewhat of a growing collection on there.

But as Jungkook left the theatre that day, his back was not bare. Yoongi’s badge dangled from his hood, undetected.

No one ever found out how Yoongi put it there.

Thank you for reading!! Read more on my my main and drabble masterlists💜

@aianloveseven​ 

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[rikeijo]

Today's translation #158

Yuri!!! on Life official guidebook, Tominaga Keisuke/Matsushiba Taku/Umebayashi Taro, Commentary on all musical composition in Yuri!!! on Ice

On love ~Eros~

Katsuki Yuuri/SP Matsushiba Taku featuring Oki Jin

Matsushiba Taku

　We started working on this piece after Umebayashi-san finished melody for "Agape". Other than the melody line which is a pair with Agape, everything was newly composed and rearranged with the image of "eros" in mind. 　As is clear from the title, "Eros", what the Director wanted to pursue was Yuuri's own brand of sexiness, and one of the points to get there was the tempo of this composition and we were constantly checking if it's right. 　Oki Jin's flamenco guitar is incredibly cool and Tohara Nao-san (Ensemble FOVE)'s violin is so agile - his skills are unbelievable.

Tominaga Keisuke

　The extremely powerful performance of veteran musicians (Oki Jin, violinist Tohara Nao, bass guitarist Suzuki Naoto, accordionist Sato Yoshiaki, Fujii Tamao on percussion and Ueno Kohei on saxophone), who came together basically just to record this piece, is a top notch masterpiece.

#yuri on ice #yoi translations #yuri on ice translation

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Masterlist Survivors

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Noseda’s NSO to make first trip abroad, including concert at La Scala

Comment on this story Comment The National Symphony Orchestra announced Thursday its 2023-24 slate of programming, a tripartite season based on three “season-spanning residencies” and featuring the orchestra’s first international tour under music director Gianandrea Noseda. On the European tour (Feb. 16-28), the NSO, accompanied by pianist Seong-Jin Cho and violinist Hilary Hahn, will travel to…

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[Herald Interview] Street dance meets classical music

[Herald Interview] Street dance meets classical music

Waacking dancer Lip J (left) and violinist Cho Jin-joo (Lotte Concert Hall) Dancer and choreographer Lip J, who rose to stardom in Mnet’s dance survival show “Street Woman Fighter” last year will perform a special collaboration with an orchestra. Lip J will show off a waacking dance performance of Sarasate’s “Zigeunerweisen” by violinist Cho Jin-joo and Hankyung arte Philharmonic at a year-end…

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perfect pitch | ksj

⁕ summary; your stand partner this year is, to put it simply, insufferable. with a rare sense of perfect pitch and a stunning face to boot, this boy's ego is absolutely off the charts... but you'd be lying if you said you didn't care about him anyway.

⁕ pairing; seokjin x reader

⁕ rating; pg-13

⁕ words; 3.9k

⁕ genre; crack, fluff - stand partners idiots to lovers (with a lil bit of enemies in there), high school au, orchestra au

⁕ warnings; swearing, threats but like nothing violent happens LOL, seokjin's sense of humor: there's like one mildly inappropriate joke (i'm sorry bach), super cliche rain scene i apologize

⁕ notes; this is based off of infuriatingly true events in my life because people with perfect pitch just LOVE flexing it like i'll drop my fork on the table and my friend's just like "oh wow that was a B flat" aaaaggghjsdjsdf anyways... i had a lot of fun writing this and i'm nearing the end of another longer fic i'm writing so please look forward to that :D hope you enjoy!!! + if you ever want me to tag you in my fics just let me know and i will <3 plus this is unedited and disgustingly cringy as it nears the end so read at your own risk

⁕ tags; @imdamconfused @sunghoonight-x @iminchaosnow

⁕ song; butter (bts)

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You’re teetering dangerously on the edge, a mere few seconds away from stabbing your stand partner in the eye with whatever you can use as a weapon.

“Hey, are you okay?” Seokjin cuts into your murderous thoughts, alarmed. “You look… truth be told, Y/N, you look like you want to kill someone.”

“If you don’t shut up about how flat my A is, that someone might just end up being you.”

“How romantic.”

Your bow slides off your violin with a cadence of squeaky notes. “Can you at least stop flirting with me while I’m trying to tune this thing?!”

He smiles, a bright, brilliant thing that shows off all his perfect teeth. You swallow, heart suddenly racing a thousand times faster; it’s no secret that Kim Seokjin is probably the biggest pain in the neck you’ve ever met, but it’s also true that he is insanely good-looking. And you’re not about to deny it.

“You like it, though.”

Well, shit.

“Not everyone’s head over heels in love with you,” you retort, trying desperately to throw him off your trail. You know what happens with popular kids like him; once it’s known that you have a soft spot for them, everyone pounces on you, bombarding you with questions and snide remarks and rumors.

Of course, it’s complicated — because how on earth could you want to rip off someone’s head and kiss them at the same time?

But you tell yourself that it’s only because he looks like that; not because he easily gets you to laugh like it’s nobody’s business, and certainly not because he looks out for you in the littlest ways; leaving his rosin out on the stand for you to use and lending you a pencil when you need one.

Kim Seokjin is an insufferable little shit, yes. But he’s a friendly insufferable little shit. And you would honestly be so down to hang out with him and get to know him better, save for one little thing that’s been getting in your way.

His perfect fucking pitch.

Being stand partners with someone naturally gifted with such a sense is both a blessing and a curse. Countless times, Seokjin has saved your ass from being questioned by Mrs. Choi by letting you know silently that you’re a little too sharp, or playing in the wrong key entirely. (That last one has happened before.) Sometimes you can’t hear Namjoon, the principal violinist, too well from where you’re seated, so you’ve relied on Seokjin on many occasions to tune your strings correctly.

However, it irks you equally as much when he uses it against you, stopping you mid-piece to let you know that your C# sounds more like a D to him. No one’s perfect, and certainly not you — but you try, and to be shot down every single time by someone who thinks it’s absolutely funny to watch you repeatedly attempt to fix your pitch issues is purely exhausting.

“Hey, Y/N—”

“What?” you demand, sighing as you turn to him.

“Wanna hear a joke?”

“No—”

“Why did Bach have twenty children?”

Your eyes widen in horror. “Oh my god—”

He continues anyway, ignoring your plea with that mischievous grin, “Because he had no organ stops!”

Seokjin is trying his best not to laugh at his own joke, shoulders shaking at the punch line. You can’t help it yourself, a giggle bursting out of your own chest as you cover your mouth.

“That was horrendous,” you tell him once you catch your breath again. “Absolutely terrible.”

“Oh, worry not,” he proclaims, smiling widely, “I can do far better.”

“Wait, no—”

“What tone does a piano falling down a mineshaft make?”

You furrow your brows, thinking. “I don’t know,” you shake your head after a few seconds. “What is it?”

“A flat minor.”

Your jaw drops open as you process it, and Seokjin just watches you in amusement. “You should be banned from making these kinds of jokes,” you tell him. “Seriously.”

“Admit it, I’m hilarious,” he counters. “I made you laugh, didn’t I?”

He did, you’ve got to acknowledge. He always does, in some way, now that you think about it. Whenever you end up coming to rehearsal in a bad mood, it’s always because of Seokjin that you leave the auditorium with a smile on your face.

The realization startles you like nothing else — you hadn’t known before that he played such a role in your daily life.

“Oh, I nearly forgot,” he starts again, “We have a concert tonight.”

“Yeah…” You turn to him, eyebrow raised. “You forgot about the biggest performance of the year?”

Seokjin nods, a faint pink dusting his cheeks. “Yeah. My bad. You’re coming, right?”

“Duh,” you reply, fishing a block of rosin out of your case. “It’s almost half of my grade; no way I can skip. Besides, I like performing.”

“You do?”

“What are you so surprised for?” you ask him playfully. “I do enjoy it. I might not be good — not as good as you — but I like it. I like playing together with everyone, being able to hear every other part fit in with mine perfectly.” You frown. “Now if you asked me to play solo, I wouldn’t do it for anything in the world. Ensemble performances are far better.”

“You’re good,” Seokjin says quietly, looking at you — it’s like he’s taking you in, letting his eyes linger on you for a little while longer. “Don’t think that you’re not. You sound nice, Y/N.”

You hold his gaze for several breathless seconds before scoffing, turning away. “Don’t lie.”

“I’m not!”

“I don’t need empty compliments fr—”

Your bickering is cut short by Mrs. Choi walking onstage, a stack of sheet music in her hand which is promptly handed to Namjoon for him to distribute to the entire orchestra. You don’t offer your usual smile when he gives you two, and it’s with an impassive expression that you hand the extra to your stand partner.

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

Maybe you’ve made it more awkward between you two — but what else could have happened? Had you been hoping he’d magically fall in love with you and kiss you and you would have gone on dates?

No, of course not. This is Kim Seokjin you’re talking about; and besides, no matter how much you manage to soften up to him one moment, he’ll immediately make you want to murder him the next.

“Hey, Y/N… um — your D is just, you know, a little bit sharp—”

“Kim Seokjin, I’ll fucking kill you!”

“You, my dear, are just overcomplicating this for yourself,” Taehyung declares after listening to you rant about your problematic stand partner over lunch. “What’s the issue? You like him — don’t you shake your head at me, Y/N, you’re as obvious as an open book — and he clearly likes you. Why don’t you just date him?”

“It’s not that simple,” you grumble, brutally stabbing another piece of chicken. “I can’t just walk up to him and ask him out, Tae. Plus, he doesn’t like me, he just likes flirting with everyone he lays his eyes on.”

“From what you’re telling me, it sure does sound like it.”

“Taehyung…”

“Come on, you can’t possibly be that clueless, Y/N.”

“No,” you insist. “He’s a pain in the ass, and he enjoys getting a rise out of me, and he flexes that dumb pitch power of his whenever he can.”

“But you like him...”

“You’re not helping!”

This is where Jimin decides to intervene, tired of your back and forth arguing. “She has a point, Tae. But,” he says to you. “He’s also right. You need to take some kind of action.”

“Yeah, but what?”

Taehyung claps his hands, a telltale sign of a new idea. “Flirt back!”

“Okay, absolutely not—”

Jimin grabs you suddenly, shaking your shoulders. “Wait, think about it!” he exclaims, eyes wide. “It can work! That way you can see if he actually does like you, and you won’t publicly embarrass yourself by confessing to him, either!”

“On second thought, I’d have preferred to see the public embarrassment—”

“Shut up, Tae, you’re just making her feel worse!”

That makes you laugh; contrary to Jimin’s statement, your best friends certainly have succeeded in making you feel just a little bit better.

“Don’t worry, the feeling’s mutual,” you tease. “Maybe I owe him a dose, actually, because I’ve seen firsthand a particularly painful confession back in n—”

“Y/N! Don’t you dare bring that up!”

Amidst the chaos of Taehyung screeching while trying to attack you with a spoon and Jimin holding him back, someone taps on your shoulder lightly; a momentary distraction from this madness, if you will.

“Oh. You,” you respond when greeted with the gently smiling face of Kim Seokjin. “Did you need anything?”

“Nah,” he shrugs, instead showing you his closed fist. “Wanted to give you something.”

“If it’s another one of my strings that you’ve borrowed and also broken, then you can keep it, thanks.”

Seokjin shakes his head, chuckling. “Not that, Y/N. I always throw out the strings I break; don’t worry. I just thought you should have this.”

With that, he places a small wooden box on your lunch bag — at a closer look, you realize it’s a block of rosin. Brand new, too, by the looks of it — when you take off the bright blue lid, there are no scratches on the surface, no sign of wear and tear.

“For me?” You look at him, surprised to be met with a rather fond gaze you’re not used to. “Why?”

“Noticed the one you had was basically falling apart,” he says nonchalantly, attempting to mask the slight tremble in his voice and the blush on his cheeks. “I mean, come on — how are you gonna keep your bow in good shape with those tiny chunks of this stuff?”

“Oh,” is all you can reply, staring at the gleaming black cube in your hand. “I — thanks, I guess.”

“No problem.” He’s back to his bright, grinning self again, all self-confidence and smug smiles. “See you tomorrow,” he tells you, before waving to your friends. “Have a nice lunch, guys.”

It takes Jimin and Taehyung precisely fourteen seconds after Seokjin leaves for his own table to lose their shit.

“Was he looking out for you?”

“Did he actually just give you a new block of rosin?!”

“And you still don’t wanna date this guy?”

“You guys are violinists! Gifting each other supplies is basically your love language!”

You fidget with the rosin, smoothing your thumb over the lid. “No, that’s just how he is,” you defend. “He always lends me rosin when I need it.”

“And you always lend him extra strings,” Taehyung says, a teasing smile on his face. They’re kind of right, you realize when you think about it. Never has Seokjin actually given you a block to keep, and though you might be overestimating the significance of the gesture, it makes your heart flutter nonetheless.

“Okay, anyways,” Jimin changes the topic, “How are we feeling about tonight’s concert?”

“I think we’re in good shape,” you tell him. “We’ve got everything under control — Mrs. Choi was afraid the cellos would screw up their solo section, but they managed to pull it together today and they sounded great.”

“I’m afraid I can’t say the same,” Taehyung sighs. “Not when the tenors keep screwing up their long note—”

“That wasn’t me! That was Jeon Jungkook!”

“Yeah, sure—”

You groan, rolling your eyes. “Come on, we are not arguing about this right now. I’m sure you guys will sound fine, you always do. Plus, Jeon has a really sweet voice.”

“I guess so,” Taehyung shrugs. “But I think the highlight of tonight is going to be Y/N getting to see her guy all dressed up,” he says, wiggling his eyebrows.

“No!” You exclaim a little too quickly, cheeks red. “Why would you say something like that?!”

“Because you’re whipped for him—”

“I am most certainly not—”

Jimin laughs out loud, almost toppling off of his chair. “You know, Y/N, we might have believed you if you weren’t redder than a fucking tomato right now—”

“PARK JIMIN! NOT YOU TOO!”

As luck would have it, you’re a solid ten minutes late.

Call time was at six o’clock, and here you are; slamming the car door shut as you wave a hasty goodbye to your father and run to the main entrance, all the while trying not to get drenched in the rain.

(Your folder and the music inside it are probably already soaked, but that’s an issue for another time.)

You hurry down the stairs, pushing the double doors open with a quick apology to Mrs. Choi, who gives you a stern look but says nothing else. You let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding as you slide into your seat, already unlatching your case.

“You’re late.”

You twist your neck to give your stand partner a blank stare. “I’m aware.”

“You look really nice,” he blurts out next, blinking faster than usual.

“Thanks?” You try and laugh it off, fastening your shoulder rest to the back of your violin. You’re not wearing anything fancy, just a flowy black dress with your hair tied back, but his remark renders you speechless for a split second “So do you.”

You manage to compliment him nonchalantly, but your heart is beating twice as fast, eyes admiring his parted, fluffy hair, the white dress shirt impeccable on his figure. And his lips…

Shit. You really are down bad, but you don’t have time to dwell on it — Mrs. Choi is starting the last piece already, and you’re scrambling to have your instrument ready by the time the first violins start with their little intro.

Seokjin laughs at you quietly, but inhales sharply when you start to rosin your bow hair. “You kept it,” he says softly, nodding at the block in your hands.

“Yeah,” you swallow, suddenly self-conscious. “I did.”

“Didn’t think you would.”

“I’m not that ungrateful,” you wrinkle your nose at him. “Of course I kept it, Seokjin.”

“Jin.”

“Huh?”

“Jin,” he repeats, flicking a strand of chestnut hair away from his eyes. “That’s what my friends call me.”

“Since when am I your friend?”

“Would you rather not be?”

“Would you rather be?”

Seokjin — Jin, rather — frowns down at you. “Stop asking questions to my questions!”

“You did it first!” you exclaim, laughing. “Hypocrite! Answer mine, then!”

He looks at you for a long moment, like he’s taking his sweet time choosing the right words to say to you. “Since now,” he decides finally, firmly. “You are now. I want you to be mine. My friend,” he clarifies, turning deep red as he says it.

“I thought you hated me,” you muse. “And I was pretty sure you thought I was the lamest kid ever because I couldn’t play a single thing right.”

“Of course not,” Jin shakes his head vehemently. “You’re cool, Y/N. A little tone deaf, but cool.”

“Take that back!”

“I’m sorry, it’s the truth,” he laughs, eyes crinkling at the corners.

You send him your best glare, but contrary to your facial expression, it’s nice to laugh with him like this. You’ve been so caught up with telling yourself that you shouldn’t be feeling anything but annoyance when you’re around him that you ignored your blossoming feelings, and now they’ve fully bloomed, leaving no room for that initial irritation you so often experienced.

Friends. It’s not what you most want, but it’s something. You could get used to that.

The concert goes smoothly, and the choir performances were absolutely delightful to watch — but your father is late, again, which means you’re stuck waiting for him out in the rain that hasn’t let up for hours.

You’re about to call him for the fifth time in ten minutes when you hear a set of heavy footsteps behind you, running up the stairway. “Y/N!”

“Jin?” you ask, surprised by the boy making his way toward you, brown hair completely soaked. “What are you doing out here?”

“I lied,” he says breathlessly, like he’s in a rush, and if he doesn’t tell you now, he might never be able to. “I’m sorry, I — I lied, Y/N. I don’t want you to be my friend — God, I don’t think I could live with that. I want you to be more.”

“Jin—”

“I just,” he exhales forcefully, “I want to be able to take you out and hold your hand and hug you and kiss you—”

When your mind finally clears up, you don’t let him finish his sentence, instead grabbing his collar and yanking him down so you can press your lips to his in one swift motion. A quiet gasp leaves his mouth, but he quickly adjusts to the situation, hands dropping his violin so he can gently cradle your face, teeth tugging at your bottom lip. It’s all happening so fast that you barely even have time to think, to properly take it all in.

His lips are cold due to the nasty weather, and you’re both sopping wet — and this is most definitely the worst setting for this to have happened, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“That,” Jin breathes when you finally let him go, pupils dilated, “that was—”

“My first,” you finish. Your prior courage all gone, you’re a bit nervous now, too embarrassed by your bold move to even meet his eyes. What were you thinking? “I-I’m sorry...”

“Sorry?” Jin asks, confused. “Why are you sorry?”

“You know, because… of that.” You can barely speak up, cheeks burning. “I-I don’t know why I did that. Is this — is this a prank or something? Did you plan this? Was I just supposed to laugh it off and threaten to take your eye out with my bow instead?”

“No, no, no,” he shakes his head, laughing. “Can’t you tell, Y/N?” He lowers his voice to a gentle whisper. “I like you, you idiot. Ever since you waltzed into the auditorium sophomore year and nearly broke your violin falling down the stairs, I never stopped thinking about you.”

“You… you like me?” you ask incredulously, jabbing an accusatory finger at his chest. “Like, for real? You’re not just pulling my leg like you usually love to do?”

“I meant what I said, Y/N,” he tells you softly, fingers intertwined with yours. His voice is genuine, soothing. “I want to do all those things with you, if you’ll let me.”

It takes you a while to reply, but when you do, your heart is pounding so loudly in your chest that you can barely hear yourself. “A-And if I said yes?”

A wide grin breaks out onto Jin’s face as he pulls you into a hug, both your instruments forgotten on the pavement and your head resting on his chest as he holds you close. A few days ago, you would have thought yourself a fool for even thinking that a day like this would ever come; yet here you are, all those daydreams come true.

It’s all so new to you, and you’ll most likely screw up along the way — multiple times. But hand in hand with Jin and his vexing ability to pick out a B from a B flat, things aren’t looking so bad.

You’ll work it out.

Hanging out with your friends is always a chaotic (but fun) occurrence — but when you add your boyfriend’s buddies into the mix, it all goes down to shit.

Actually, it’s all his fault, if you really think about it. Why on earth did he think challenging Taehyung to a baking competition was even remotely close to being a good idea?

“That’s so not fucking fair!” the aforementioned best friend cries, angrily shaking a spatula at a playfully grinning Jung Hoseok. “You can’t just hide the bag of flour! I fucking forgot to put it in!”

“Nothing we can do about it now, Tae,” Jimin sighs, massaging his forehead as the three of you stare at the burnt, soupy mass your team has created. “We fucking lost, that’s it.”

“So,” Jin smirks mischievously, nudging your elbow. “I guess Hoseok and I win this one, yeah?”

“Shut up,” you shove him back, though you’re grinning; a plate with a slice of his impeccably made cake in your hands and a fork lifted to your lips. “You’re good at this and you know it. I knew from the start that you were just trying to fuck around with Tae.”

Taehyung scoffs. “Your evil, demonic, deceptive, satanic boyfriend—”

“Nice vocabulary,” Hoseok comments without looking up, and you’re sure he’s on your best friend’s hit list at this point.

“Well — anyways, he’s out to get me,” Taehyung continues, frowning. “I feel attacked.”

“Yeah, okay, keep saying that several years from now when you’re sitting in a church and Y/N’s walking down the aisle,” Jimin says nonchalantly, causing you to choke on your cake in complete shock.

“What the heck — we’re literally eighteen! You can’t — you can’t just say things like that!” you exclaim indignantly, fork clattering against your empty plate. Jin grins widely all of a sudden, tapping your shoulder all of a sudden.

“Jagi.”

“Hmm?” You turn to him, momentarily forgetting how flustered Jimin’s comment made you feel.

“That was a really nice C# just now…”

Your mouth drops open as you gape at your boyfriend; part of you wants to cry and part of you wants to laugh. You knew when you agreed to make it official that somewhere along the line, you’d have to deal with these kinds of things, but now that it’s actually happening…

You turn to Jimin, patience already running thin from Jin’s antics (actually, you secretly love it, though you’ll never admit it to his face.)

“And you have the audacity to suggest that I’ll actually get married to this man?”

“Y/N? Honey, wake up. I… I just realized something.”

“Oh — Jin? What is it? Everything okay?”

“Yeah, everything’s good. You know, I was thinking about it, and I realized that...” Your husband bites down on his lip hesitantly, glancing down at the baby sleeping peacefully in his arms.

“Yeah?” you press, curious.

“When Aera cries — you know, when she’s screaming at the top of her lungs,” he smiles fondly. “It’s always — she always cries in either F# or C#. It’s,” he looks like he’s nearing tears, “the D major key. Y/N, she literally cries in D major. I’m—”

You sigh, smiling amusedly to yourself as you snuggle up to him for extra warmth, holding your baby close. Leave it to none other than Kim Seokjin to analyze his daughter’s pitch — isn’t that part of the reason why you fell in love with him, anyway?

Life with Jin is many things — a chaotic mess that includes the constantly screaming light of your lives, three pandemoniac best friends, and far too many notes for you to keep track of. And though sometimes you want to chuck a blue-lidded block of rosin at his head to shut him up, you’re more than ready for it all.

— feedback/questions/just wanna chat?

thank you for reading perfect pitch! ♡

#applejinie #seokjin x reader #seokjin fluff #seokjin one shot #jin x reader #jin fluff #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts one shot #rainguk #jin high school au #bts high school au #bts orchestra au #violinist!jin

[sweetkeiji]

i hc semi to be the type who started with violin because parents then switched to guitar around the end of high school/beginning of college

#maybe this is just violinist!jin trying to think of a way to fit herself into a musician au with him #but #think about him in concert black #... #[💬] thinking out loud

[musiciansbykarolina]

Soo-Jin Hong

Kerteminde, 2016.

© Karólína Thorarensen

#2016 #violinist #soo-jin hong #principal violist #rehearsal

[i-am-baechu]

Title: Geronimo | ♞ | | ♚ | | ♛ | 

Paring: Min Yoongi x reader 

Genre: Idol au, mystery au, opposites attract au, music store manger au, Sherlock au (?), romance, smut and fluff 

Summary: A talkative violinist and a music store manager catches Yoongi’s eye but realizes she's the complete opposite of him. Loud and energetic was something he would never describe himself and it was something he never looked for in a person; but meeting her changed his whole perspective on people. When a piece of her scrapbook lands in his hands he learns more about her and the adventure that he never knew he needed. 

Warnings: Character death, obsessive behavior from a character, sex scene, yelling/fighting, and pregnancy 

Author’s note: Sorry for the late story but this is now the longest one shot I have ever written. I listened to You Are My Everything by Davichi and Love Sight by TXT. I hope you like it!!! I was also watching BBC Sherlock as I wrote this so, thats where the mystery aspect came from! 

The night sky cascaded around the country and the stars shined bright for everyone to see. The coldness of the air felt the same inside Yoongi’s studio at the Bighit building. His black sweater made him unaware of the low temperature or even how it was continuing to lower by the passing minute.  

“Hyung!! Why are you always in your studio?” 

Yoongi rolled his eyes as he took off his headphones to stare at Jimin with an annoyed look, “I told you guys I would be busy today.”

“But we have a small break and you're working. We barely got breaks and we were thinking of having dinner together, it involves drinking.”

“You guys can go, I’ll go next time.” 

Jimin crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame with an annoyed look, “You said that last time but here you are working. It’s one dinner, come on.”

Yoongi placed the headphones on the table as he gave Jimin his full attention, he sounds like my wife, “Fine. I’ll go.” 

“Really!? Oh, we’ll have-”

“I only said yes so you can leave me alone.” 

Jimin stared at him with his mouth opened as he raised his eyebrow, “I take back my excitement for you coming. We’ll be waiting for you downstairs.” 

Yoongi nodded his head and turned back to his computer as he ignored his goodbyes. He started typing away on his keyboard as his headphones were on the edge of the table. After rereading his email, Yoongi sent the email and let out a deep sigh as he looked up at his ceiling. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket and took out his phone to see Namjoon’s name.

Hurry up. We’re hungry. - Namjoon

He put his phone back in his pocket and pushed out his chair to leave the room but when he did this the headphone cord broke in half. When he took off his headphones to talk to Jimin, he didn’t notice the cord was wrapped around his chair legs and now they were broken. He looked down at the cord with an annoyed look to see some of the wires hanging out, How hard did I push out for the cord to be this broken. He ran his fingers through his dark locks as he looked at the now broken headphone, “Fuck.”

He took his phone and went to check the app of his favorite music store and was in luck, Wireless headphones next week on sale for 50% off. If you're a member of our premium membership they will be 65% off. This is the kick off of the many sales for the month of December next week, get ready to save more and make more music with us at Sissi’s.

He let out a deep sigh as he carefully unplugged the broken headphones from his computer and put them on his desk. He felt his phone buzz again and didn’t bother to check it knowing it was either Namjoon or Seokjin but as his phone kept buzzing he knew it was Jin. He got up from his chair and shut off the lights in his studio to finally go to the front where the rest of his members were waiting for him. He put his hands in his sweatshirt pockets and saw his members looking at him with an annoyed look. 

“Hey.”

Taehyung looked at him with a glare and shook his head, “What were you doing to be so late?” 

“Breaking my shit. Let's go before I change my mind.” 

He walked past his members to wait outside as they all watched him with raised eyebrows, “At least we get dinner now.”

“Hobi don’t act happy right now, it's annoying.”

“You're just hungry Tae, let's go for dinner. It’ll be fun” 

The group headed to this restaurant (Yoongi was too focused on thinking about his headphones to hear the name) that was new and Jin recommended it to them saying he heard great reviews especially the music there. The group entered the room and saw that it was low-lit and there were laternes all over the room making it look more romantic than a hang out. They entered a booth that was on the second floor for special guests or idols and looked at the menu.  

All his bandmates were talking to one another as Yoongi scanned the menu with annoyance when suddenly a violin caught his attention. Luckily he was sitting at the end of the booth that made him face the main floor and he leaned his head into the walkway to see a young woman playing the violin. The melody that echoed throughout the restaurant was peaceful but it wasn’t overly happy. He watched her move side to side as she played and a small smile was placed on his face seeing this. Just then the other instruments entered the song but the other instruments went silent to him and closed his eyes listening to the beautiful violin playing. 

“Hyung, did you order?” 

He snapped out of his trance and looked at Jungkook with a raised eyebrow, “I’ll just have whatever you're having.” 

He stood up from the table and went towards the ledge to get a better look at her. She was smiling at the tables in front of her and smiling at the many waiters that walked past her. The song continued for another few minutes and when it was over he watched her wave at the others leaving the stage. His eyes widened and was about to head downstairs when he heard his name from his leader and knew he couldn’t go.

He went back to sit down and felt eyes on him, “What?” 

“You were leaning on the railing watching the band play. Why?” 

“I just liked how it sounded...” 

She walked through the back saying her goodnights to the cooks and took at her phone texting her roommate, Elisabeth!! It was so busy tonight, so many rich folk in one room. Made me want to steal a fork.

Y/N don’t do that. Be careful driving back!! 

I will don’t worry 

She shut off her phone and walked towards her car with her violin in her hand and her other hand in her sweater pocket. She unlocked her car and put her violin in the passenger seat as she looked at it with a sad look. She let out a deep sigh and started her car to go home after the long night. 

Y/N woke up the next morning with Elisabeth singing in the kitchen making breakfast for the two of them. It was an early start of the day because Sophia (owner of Sissi’s) texted them to come in earlier than everyone to organize the albums and look over the headphone inventory for the sale next week. Even though Y/N had the day off, she volunteered to come in to help because she didn’t trust Sophia alone with Elisabeth. She got out of her bed and put her hair in a messy bun and put on her sweater to head out for breakfast. She entered the kitchen to see Elisabeth already dressed in her outfit for work, something that made Y/N jealous (the art of getting up early and being ready early). 

She sat at the table with her forehead on the table as she started to hit her head softly, “I hate Sophia so much.”

“There there, Y/N. Maybe a good breakfast can make you feel better.” 

“I just wanted to watch The Great British Bake Off. I was on bread week, do you know how important that is for the show? I need to know who does a good job this week, Beth. That evil witch always ruins everything for me.”

Elisabeth let out a small laugh and put the plate of pancakes on the table with orange juice as she gently rubbed her back, “You can find out tonight. I’ll watch it with you. I also want to know who stays.” 

“It was supposed to be my day off but I be damn if Sophia is mean to you. I guess bread week can wait. Ohh, blueberry pancakes. Is it because I burned them last week, are you trying to show me up?”

“Shut up. How was the band last night?” 

Y/N poured herself a glass of orange juice as she let a smile escape, “It was a full house. It was so fun, Linda showed me a new score she wrote herself on her cello and it was amazing. I wish you could’ve heard it.” 

“How's your score going?” 

“Don’t get me started. I keep restarting it and it's getting annoying. Hopefully I can get it down before Christmas or even New Years at this point.” 

“I know you can do it. You’ve done it before, you can do it again.” 

The two continued to eat their breakfast as they listened to the light rain outside in the early morning and the quietness of their radio made the atmosphere feel peaceful. After eating, Y/N went back inside her room to get changed for the day and went through her colorful cardigans. She settled on a pastel rainbow cardigan with a white turtleneck underneath with ripped flare jeans and white boots that her mother gifted her for Christmas. She put a white headband in her hair and headed to Elisabeth’s room to see her laying down on her phone watching something that sounded familiar. 

“Hey you said we can watch it tonight!” 

Elisabeth jumped up on her bed with her hand on chest as she glared at Y/N, “You don’t have to be so loud... I just wanted a sneak peak.” 

“No, I didn’t have a sneak peak which means you don’t get one. That’s not fair.” 

“Fine, we both can suffer. Shall we go, your car or mine?” 

“I lost my keys last night after I fell asleep in my room, so, your car.” 

“How do you lose your keys?”

“A good question that deserves an answer but not now. Let's go before Sophia calls me, it’s too early to hear her voice.” 

The two made their way to Sissi’s and every time Y/N made her way to the store, she remembered her father always visiting the place when the owner was Mr. Hamish but he sadly passed away and Sophia saw her opportunity to buy the store. Sophia bought the store and that was the last time he ever visited it. She remembers seeing Sophia when she was younger, she would always try to talk to her and her mother but her father made sure she left before she said something that would be upsetting. 

She didn’t even know how Sophia knew her father and mother but she never asked them after seeing the distress she caused. She still remembers seeing her at the funeral and how her mother yelled at her for even thinking she would be welcomed there. On the first day of her job, Sophia had it out for her but she never understood why. Instead she gave the woman a harder time especially when she was being mean to Elisabeth. 

The two arrived at the music store to see the streets empty and the cafe down the street wasn’t even open. She usually saw the cafe lights on when she came in for work but like her mind right now it was dormant. Y/N took out her keys for the store with annoyance and when the door opened she realized that Sophia wasn't even there like she said she would but she had low expectations towards the owner. 

She turned on the lights and looked at all the vinyls and looked at Elisabeth with a small smile, “I’ll check the second floor just in case anyone broke in or something.”

“I’ll enter our codes for our shift.” 

“Thank yooouu.”  

Before she went up the stairs, she turned on the ceiling fans and the heater in the back like how Sophia wanted it. She walked up the stairs as she glanced at the many music posters on the walls that Mr. Hamish got it from his travels. She turned on the lights for the guitar room and glanced at one black guitar that was in the corner with a small smile. She walked back downstairs to see Elisabeth taking a note out of the register, “Sophia said she wants us to go through the vinyls and make sure the guitars are all clean. She wants you to go through the headphone inventory for next week's sale and she wants us to open at nine today instead of eight.” 

“Of course she gave me the hardest task. Why would she want us to open at nine though?” 

“Maybe because there's more people at nine?”

“I think she's doing this so we can have less hours today because she texted me last night to close at seven today instead of nine and to take an hour break each.”

“Maybe she wants us to be more relaxed?” 

“Her being nice is impossible, Beth. I’ll be in the back if you need anything.”

Walking into the practice room was the only way Yoongi got his peace (besides the gym but he didn’t feel like going there right now). He sat on the floor with his earbuds blasting music as he leaned his head against the mirror. After yesterday the only thing that he could think of was the girl playing the violin and the melody. He couldn't get it out of his head and the way she looked playing the violin was something he couldn’t forget either. She was in a simple white dress with lace and her hair was in a low ponytail but the dress made her look angelic to him. It was strange to experience these feelings especially since he doesn’t like someone that quickly or so he thought. It took him a long time to even like his members but here he is thinking of a girl that he didn’t even know the name of. 

He heard the door open and looked up to see Hoseok walk in with snapback and his ussal baggy clothes and his big smile. Hoseok tilted his head at him shocked to see him there, “Wasn’t expecting you here, is everything alright?” 

“I’m annoyed.” 

“What did Jungkook do?” 

Yoongi looked up from his phone and watched Hoseok put his bag down near the door, “Wish he did something so I could have a reason to be annoyed.” 

Hoseok went to sit next to him and gave him a worried look, “What’s up then?” 

“Violin”

“What?” 

Yoongi sighed as he brought his hand to run his fingers through his hair in frustration and took out his earbuds putting them back in the case, “When we went to the restaurant yesterday.”

“Oh, the band. You really liked them yesterday but why is it bothering you?” 

“The violinist played this melody and I can’t get it out of my head. She looked so happy playing it. It was peaceful but it wasn't too happy, it was honestly perfect.”

Hoseok smirked at this and wrapped his arm around his shoulders, “So it’s a girl that’s on your mind.” 

“Is that all you heard? But yes I guess...” 

“That’s good, I don’t think you have ever had an interest in a girl since we became a band. Isn’t this a good thing?” 

“Is it a good thing? I don’t even know her name. Isn’t that creepy thinking of someone who you don’t even know?”

Hoseok let go of his shoulder and pushed him slightly, “I mean depends on what you're thinking of, what are you thinking of?” 

“Her smile and how happy she looked playing.”

“See that’s sweet. If you see her again, go talk to her or get her attention. You never know what will happen in this universe.”  

Today was going to be good for Y/N, it has to be. After a week of Sophia giving her tasks that was meaningless ( Changing the nails for the posters because they were black not silver, organizing the vinyls by color but then told her to put it back to what it was before, yelling at her if the heater was over 74, and the register not being polished). Today was the day of buying gifts and forgetting the bad week she had or at least trying to forget it. Even Elisabeth was tired of Sophia’s actions towards the duo, everyone else at work didn’t get the same treatment making Y/N more curious at the reason why Sophia hated her so much. All she ever does is do the tasks that she gave her but it was never enough. She wanted to ask her mother about it but she didn’t want to cause any distress towards her. 

She was going to get her little sister those pink headphones, something she's been asking her mother for years. She was also going to get a black guitar that made her think of her father making it the perfect gift. She put on her white cardigan on top of her white tank top and went to grab Elisabeth’s lunch that she forgot from the fridge. She stood in the kitchen trying to figure out if she had everything before leaving but was cut off with her phone buzzing. 

“Elisabeth? I was just heading down there.”

“I’m sorry but someone is looking into the guitar you want. I keep showing him other guitars but it’s no use. Hurry before he buys it.”

“Ah, that’s not good. I’ll be there in five minutes.”

“Don’t get a speeding ticket again, Y/N.”

“I’ll try my best.”

She put her phone in her pocket and let out a deep sigh as she scratched the back of her neck with annoyance. She grabbed everything she needed and headed out the door, I put that guitar in the back for a reason, Sophia probably saw me looking at it. Bitch...

Yoongi held the guitar as his other hand had the black wireless headphones he wanted. All morning, the worker was showing him other guitars but he had his eyes on this one for awhile now, seeing it in person solidified it. He was walking around the store looking at the random vinyles when he heard the door opened. He looked up and his eyes widened when he saw the girl that's been on his mind for a week. He watched her move her way through the room and saw her go up to the worker as they started to talk to each other. He felt his palms getting sweaty and he sent the guitar down to wipe them off his black sweater without taking his eyes off of her. When he saw her turning around to look at him, he quickly went to look through the vinyls that were in front of him. He heard soft footsteps coming towards him but he didn’t look up until he heard a voice, “Ohhh, I like that section too. The vinyls have cool pictures on them, I wish I could take pictures like that.” 

He looked up to see the girl that's been on his mind had her head tilt as her hair cascaded down her shoulder. He noticed that she had two dimples on her face making her look even cuter, “Ummm, yeah.” 

She pursed her lips and stared at him with big eyes making him feel nervous, “Not much of a talker are you? That’s alright cause I am. Are you going to buy that guitar?” 

He glanced down at the said guitar with a raised eyebrow and nodded his head, “Yeah...I’ve had my eye on it for a while...”

She nodded her head and went down to look at the guitar, “Can I take a picture of the tag so I can look it up when I get home?” 

“Ummm...sure.”

She gave him a small smile and took a picture like she said she would. She got up with her arms across her chest as she stared at him with a soft smile, “If I’m going to be honest, I was going to come down here and jump you for taking the guitar I wanted but then I saw how cute you were I changed my mind.”

His mouth dropped when he heard this and shook his head as he let out a small chuckle, “You were going to jump me?” 

“Yeah...not the craziest thing I’ve done.” 

“Do you want it?”

She scoffed and shook her head, “Don’t make things easier for me...I mean I would snatch it but again you look cute holding it so, this is your lucky day.” 

“What's your name?”

“Are you going to ask for the manager because if you are here I am.” 

“No, I want to know the name of the person that keeps calling me cute.”

She let out a small laugh as she leaned against the table as she gave him a mischievous smile, “Y/N. What's your name stranger?” 

“Yoongi.” 

“Ohh, I like that name. It fits you.” 

He bit his lip and looked away for a second as he felt flustered from her constant flattering. He looked back at her with a nervous smile as she raised her eyebrow, “And...I like your name too...it fits...”

She snorted at this and went through the vinyls until she found the one she was looking for and handed it towards him, “Tell the girl at the register that you don’t need to pay for this.”

“And why is that?”

“Because I want you to have it. Maybe it will be the thing that draws you back here so I can see your cute face.” 

He let out a small cough as his face slightly flushed and took the vinyl out of her hand, “It's classical music?”

“Yeah, it's perfect to relax to.” 

“Do you think I need to relax?”

“No, but I want you to think of me when you do.”

She gave him a wink and walked away towards the front of the store as he continued to stare at the spot she was in. He looked back to see her already looking at him with a cute smile. The light from outside outlined her body perfectly making him swallow his spit out of nervousness at how heavenly she looked. She gave him a small wave as she headed towards the next room for the headphone sales or what he assumed she was going to. He shook his head and headed towards the register, “I guess this is for free?”

“No worries, I heard everything. You know this is one of her favorites...she likes classical music, so heads up for the next time you talk to her.”

“Right.”

As he drove back to the apartment complex, his mind drifted back to Y/N. He really did like the name especially on her, it made her strong and soft at the same time. He remembered the night he first saw her and how effortless she made it look playing the violin. She looked even more beautiful up close but he would never say that out loud. He parked the car and headed up but he kept glancing down at the guitar with a guilty face. She wanted the same guitar but she gave it to him. He didn’t really fight her on it because he felt so flustered towards her and she wasn’t making it easy to fight. 

When he entered the apartment his group members were waiting for him in excitement in fourier. He gave them an annoyed look and let out a sigh, “What do you guys want?” 

“Hyung, we were just shocked to see you come home. It’s been awhile.”

He nodded his head at Jungkook as he walked around the group ignoring the stares, “How was the music store?”

When he heard the question he stopped in his tracks as he felt his face turning red, he let out a small cough and looked back at Hoseok over his shoulder, “It-it was fine.” 

“Ohhh, he stuttered. What happened?” 

He walked in the living room putting the guitar case on the coffee table with the bag that had his headphones and the vinyl, “Nothing...why would you think something happened?” 

“Because you stuttered. Was it a girl, hyung?” 

He rolled his eyes at Jimin as he bit his lip, “No...”

“So it was a girl!! HYUNG HAS A GIRL!!” 

“Tae, don’t yell!” 

He shook his head as he grabbed his things heading towards his room ignoring the yells for him. He closed the door as he leaned against the door letting a sigh escape. He went towards the record player in his room that Jin got for his birthday and placed the disk inside. He listened to the piano and violin with a smile but the violin that was playing could never meet her level in his mind. 

The restaurant was lively on the night after meeting Y/N at the music store. Yoongi sat in the front where the band was performing. He told his members that he was going out with his friends for dinner and not to wait for him. He wore a simple white shirt and tan trench coat with a black bucket hat, he told the owner that he wanted to sit in the front but to make sure that no one was next to him (making sure he kept his identity on the down low). He scrolled through his phone reading random tweets from fans and emails from the staff. 

It wasn’t until a waiter told him the band was showing up that he looked up with anticipation. There she was with her hair in a half up and half down with a small clip to keep it in place, a white silk dress with off the shoulders sleeves and dark red lips that capture his eyes. He watched her move up to the stage and her eyes landed on him, she tilted her head trying to figure out who he was but she turned around when her name was called.  

She grabbed her violin and looked out into the restaurant with a small smile and she started playing. He watched her move her body like she did that night and a smile appeared on his face. He watched her eyes close as she played a new melody that still made him invested in what she was playing. Tonight’s melody was more uplifting with a hint of melancholiness but it still made him feel at peace. When she opened her eyes she looked at him with a smile but her eyes widened when he pulled down his mask to show her who he was. She continued to play but her eyes never left him and the smile on her face only became bigger. 

When the song was over she bowed to the audience and to her bandmates as she made her way to him with an excited look, “I wasn’t expecting you here.” 

“My friends told me there was a talented violinist playing and I wanted to see for myself.”

He got up from his chair and pulled out a chair for her as she sat in it. The low lit lights made her jewelry sparkle even more and her skin looked softer, “I hope I lived up to that.”

“You did perfect.” 

“I looked up your name when I got home. I knew you sounded familiar, Suga.” 

He rolled his eyes as he brought the glass of wine up to his mouth, “Don’t call me that. I prefer you saying my real name.” 

“Okay, Yoongi. Whatever you say. Did you like the vinyl?” 

“I actually did, it was peaceful like you said. You should order something, you must be hungry from working.”

She gave him a small smile and gently shook her head, “No, I don’t feel like paying for things right now.”

“Who said you were going to pay?”

“Yoongi, I don’t want you to pay for my meal.”

“Well, I want to pay for it. This wine is good, you should try it.” 

He ignored the shake of her head and handed her a menu, “I got the fried pork, it's good.” 

“I thought you had never been here before? Were you lying?”

He let out a small cough and rolled his eyes, “I heard it was good. What are you getting?” 

“I don’t know why you think I’m going to order something.”

“Then I guess I'll feed you.” 

She let out a small sigh and opened the menu, “Fine...I like champagne more. It's more bubbly and it's fun to drink.”

“You're drinking it, why would it be fun?”

“Everything should be fun.” 

They ate their dinners and talked for the rest of the night. Yoongi admits that he doesn’t remember the last time he smiled so much or even laughed. Just from one dinner he knew she was a flirt, she was very similar to Jimin but she was also shy at the same time. After two sips of champagne her face was flushed but she wasn’t drunk or buzzed. She explained that drinking just made her feel hotter but she's fine. In his mind she was buzzed but she was very adamant making him nod his head at her. 

He walked her towards her car and gave her a small smile, “When do you work at the music store?” 

“I will work tomorrow. Will I see you there?”

“Yeah, there's this manager that I want to talk to.”

She gave him a smile and hit his shoulder, “I’ll see you then.”

Before she opened her car door, she turned around and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek as he stood there in shock. When she leaned back brought her finger up and gently tapped his nose. He raised his eyebrow as he touched his cheek, “I’ll see you tomorrow.” 

He watched her drive off with his gummy smile showing as he repeated the tap on his nose with a small chuckle. He walked back to his car as he was excited to see her again tomorrow. 

December tenth, today was the day he was going to ask Y/N for a lunch date or a date in general; officially. After first meeting her at the music and the dinner, almost everyday he would show up to see her and talk to her. At first, he thought he was being creepy but she reassured him that she wanted to talk to him just as much as he wanted to talk to her. In the past weeks, Yoongi has learned a lot of her quirks in a short amount of time. When she's thinking she purses her lips and stares off into space, rubs her eyes when she's tired, and puffs up her cheeks at random times. Also the main thing he noticed was how talkative she was with him and how he was grateful towards her for not being bothered with his slientness. He was happy with how fast they clicked with each other, just last weekend he went over to her apartment to watch The Great British Bake Off. Even though he didn’t know what was happening in the episode, he was happy to see her look so happy. 

Today, she texted him that the store was basically empty and it was the perfect time for their daily conversations. He arrived at the store with a plastic bag filled with her favorite food and took a deep breath. He entered the store but was met with Sophia glaring at Y/N. He assumed that they were in a heated argument as they didn’t even hear the small bell chimed. He went inside the hallway for the headphone room to stay clear of Sophia’s wrath. Especially all the stories that Y/N and Elisabeth have told him, he didn’t want to make things worse for Y/N.

“What does he have anything to do with this? All I asked is if I can have Christmas Eve off because my mother is sick.”

“Your mother can wait for you like how other families have to wait on Christmas Eve.” 

“You're ignoring my question, why did you bring up my father?” 

“Your father was an expert at making people wait, now it's your mothers turn to wait. A inconsiderate man-” 

“DON’T TALK ABOUT HIM LIKE THAT!”

“Why? He's dead anyways, there isn’t anything he can do about it. Get back to work now.” 

He heard footsteps heading up the stairs and Y/N’s heavy breathing echoing through the quiet room. He poked his head out to make sure Sophia was truly gone as he saw Y/N’s shoulder moving up down and hands clenched in a fist. 

“Y/N...”

She turned around to see Yoongi standing there with a plastic bag and a frown, “Did you hear that?”

“Sorry...I didn’t mean to listen in.” 

She took a deep sigh and walked towards him as she looked down at the floor to see the pages of scrapbook scattered on the floor, “Sorry for the mess...she saw my scrapbook and went to throw it away but I grabbed it from her before she could...she's so annoying.” 

He bent down and took a look at one of the pages with a small smile, “Did you draw this?” 

She walked towards him and looked down at the page to see a small garden in the corner, “Oh hell no. It's just a cool sticker to make it look like I drew it. Thank you for thinking I’m so talented.” 

“You're welcome...let me help you.”

She gave him a smile as he bent down to pick up another page. She sat down as she grabbed the binding and started putting the pages back in place as she glanced at him to see how focused he was, cute. She picked up a certain page and smiled, “You like music sheets?”

“I work with them sometimes, they're cool to look at.” 

She let out a small laugh and took the pages out of his hand as she placed a page in his hand, “I want you to have this...It’s my dad’s favorite song and I want my dad to see my new favorite thing now, you.” 

He stared at her and then back at the page, “Are-are you sure?”

“Consider it a Christmas gift and it also gives you a hint for your real Christmas gift...”

“We’ve only known each other for three weeks and you already got me a Christmas gift?” 

“When you say it like that it sounds creepy...” 

He folded the paper to put it in his sweater pocket as his eyes widened when he realized she was slightly hurt by what he said and shook his head, “No, no I didn’t mean it like that. I was just surprised... Why does Sophia treat you like that?”

“I wish I knew...She always brings up my dad which is weird cause I have no knowledge of her knowing him. I mean she is a witch so...”

He let out a small chuckle as he pushed a piece of hair behind her ear as she stared at him with a small smile, “You don’t deserve to get treated like that.”

“Maybe in my past life I did something bad but nothing evil.” 

“What do you mean?”

“If I did really something evil I wouldn't have been able to meet you.” 

He smiled at her as she returned it but he broke it to look down at the page in his hand. He tilted his head in curiosity at the song, “What's the song?”

“It's called Geronimo. My dad would play it all the time as he drove me to highschool.” 

They both stood up as he stared at her with a frown, “When did he pass away?” 

“I was eighteen. It was so sudden too. You could imagine the shock when a healthy person passes away.” 

“I’m so sorry that Sophia brings it up...have you ever asked your mother why?”

“I should but I don’t want to cost her any more stress in her life. She already has my younger sister to take care of. I don’t want to barge in and ask questions about a witch.” 

“That’s a good point. Maybe look around the house to see if you see anything with Sophia’s name?” 

“I want to but I’m also scared to do that but it's gotten to the point with Sophia that...I feel like I have no choice. Oh, I forgot to ask Yoongi, Did you want to do something? You have a plastic bag. Are there gifts in the bag?” 

He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, “I picked up some sandwiches so we can have lunch together.”

“Awww, that's so sweet. I actually have my lunch now. Do you want to go to the river and eat or do you have other plans?”

“That’s actually where I wanted to take you.” 

“Perfect.” 

“Are you going to clock out? I can wait-”

“No. Sophia can figure out I left and take the time out herself.” 

They left the store and Yoongi stared at her hand next to him with a shy glance. He wanted to grab her hand but he thought it was inappropriate especially after what she's been through today. They sat down on the ground making sure they were hidden from the public but the perfect spot for the sunset. She opened the box of food with a smile, “Wow, look at you remembering what I like.” 

“It's easy to remember when it's my favorite too.” 

“I was giving you a compliment, take it.” 

“If you want me to take it then I guess I'll take it.” 

He looked at her with a smile and shook his head at her. Maybe next week I can ask her... 

Two weeks and Yoongi couldn’t find the time to ask her the question that he wanted to ask because he was busy with work. He texted her almost everyday but it wasn’t the same. The others made fun of him for being so whipped already but he ignored them. She asked him if he wanted to go to her family’s Christmas party and accepted it. He heard a lot about her family and how her little sister, Gisela, was a big fan of BTS, especially Yoongi. He was dressed in a simple black sweater with a black trench coat waiting for her outside of her apartment to drive to her Mother’s house. 

He watched her walk outside and his whole face lifted when he saw her. She was wearing a dark red ruffled mini dress that had a sweetheart neckline but she was wearing a white turtleneck underneath and a tan trench coat. She had her hair in two buns with two red bows in the center of the buns. He let out a small chuckle when he saw her red and green bell earrings but he ignored the constant ringing from them. He got out of the car as he stood in front of her with a smile, “You look...you look great.”

“You look great too Yoongi. I’m cold. Can we go in the car?”  

He nodded his head and went to the passenger side carefully not to fall in the snow and opened the door for her. He gently took her hand to help her walk through the snow and helped into his car as she watched him with a flushed face. When he closed the door, he let out a deep sigh and to get rid of the nerves and went to the driver side. When he got in the car, he turned his heater up higher for her and leaned back to grab something from the back. She watched him from the mirror but shrugged her shoulders. The next thing she knew, she had a bouquet of red roses in her lap and a Christmas card. 

“I know you said Merry Christmas to me but I wanted to get you something.” 

She brought the roses up to her nose and looked at him, “I forgot to tell you, I’m allergic to them.”

“What!? Oh my god, I didn’t know-”

“I’m joking. I love them so much and I love the card. Frosty the snowman looks so cute like you.” 

He stared at her with a shocked face and shook his head, “Don’t joke about that especially with your health history.” 

She rolled her eyes and put her seatbelt on as she took off her shoes to sit criss cross in the seat, “My feet are so cold hopefully the seat can warm me up.” 

“They should. Are you ready?”

She nodded her head and she watched him put the car in reverse but one hand was on the wheel as he looked behind him with his hand on the back of her headrest. She looked up to see him biting his lip as he was focusing on getting out of the parkway but she couldn’t help to focus on his lips. She watched him drive the car with one hand and let out a small cough to look outside the window. He glanced at her with a raised eyebrow, “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah...” 

The car ride there was filled with Y/N putting on Christmas songs and singing them as Yoongi watched from the corner of his eyes. He smiled at her when she was using her shoe as a microphone and her messing up the words but saying the song is wrong. He parked in front of the house and glanced at her, “Yoongi... I have your gift here but I also brought you here because I thought about what you said. I want you to help me go through my dad's things but I also wanted to spend more time with you since you’ve been busy.” 

“I also wanted to spend more time with you and I would do anything for you to be happy.”

She gave him a mischievous look and leaned towards him making him back up slightly at the sudden movement, “Anything to make me happy? I’ll remember that.” 

He watched her get out of the car as he stared at her back with a shock look but shook it off. He got out of the car fast to be by her side as she gently intertwined their fingers together as she gave him a smile, “You ready?” 

“Always.” 

Y/N’s mother was the opposite of her two daughters, she was more like Yoongi; quiet and said stuff when they felt like it was the right moment to say things. He sat next to her little sister who was showing him the amount of BTS albums saved on her phone and gave her a small smile. Across the room, she watched him interact with her little sister, made her heart beat faster and she imagined him with his own child. She shook her head and looked at her mother who was telling her that Gisela was entering a music program at school. 

“Mama, isn’t that good for her? She feels connected to music because of dad.” 

Her mother sighed and took another sip of her water, “No, no it's good..it just makes me sad that your father couldn’t see you guys achieve your dreams. It’s bittersweet.” 

She gently rubbed her mother’s shoulder and kissed her forehead, “I know mama...”

Her mother shook her head and looked at Yoongi with a smile on her face, “You like him.” 

“Don’t say that so loud.” 

“Honey, it's obvious that boy likes you right back. I’m happy for you, he’s a gentleman.” 

“Yeah, he is. Mama, I’m going to show Yoongi around the house.” 

“Alright, have fun but not too much.”

“Mama I’m twenty-seven and I would never do that. Anyways, have fun talking to Aunt Sandy.” 

She walked away and saw Yoongi look at her making her face flush slightly but she ignored it, “Gisela, I’m going to show Yoongi around the house okay.” 

Gisela let out a small groan and stood up from the couch, “Fine but I get to talk to him at dinner.” 

“You should ask him if that’s okay with him, not me.” 

Yoongi got up from the couch with a small chuckle as he pulled down his shirt, “It’s fine with me Y/N.” 

He put his hand out as she gently placed her hand in his as they never broke eye contact from each other. Gisela looked between them and brought her phone and snapped a picture before running away but they didn’t notice her leaving. She gently tugged him to go upstairs and headed towards her father’s study. She stopped in front of the door as Yoongi gently wrapped his arm around her waist and gently rubbed her sides, “I’ll be next to you the whole time. Don’t worry.” 

“Okay...”

This was the first time her voice was soft and he let go of her waist as she opened the door quietly. She entered the room and he followed her slowly not wanting to rush her. He closed the door as he watched her look around the room with a sad smile on her face, “I haven’t been in here since I moved out. It still looks the same.”

He walked up towards her slowly and brought her into a tight hug as she cuddled her head into his chest to gain confidence to look around the room. She took a deep breath and walked away from his hug as she stared at the bookshelf, “Okay, I’m ready. There’s a secret in his cabinet, I helped him build it with my uncle when I was younger.”

She moved the stack of folders that were covered with dust and put it on the desk. She showed him the square cut in the cabinet, “I wanted a heart shape but he said no. He made it so he could hide photographs of us and his cigars. My mother hated his cigars.” 

She gently took the square out and took her phone out for a flashlight. She handed the pictures to Yoongi and other papers. He looked at the younger pictures of her and smiled at it, “I like the pigtails.” 

“Oh, shut up. There’s a folder in the back, can you pick me up so I can get it. It's in there deep, I didn’t even know it was this deep.” 

Yoongi looked her up and down and nodded his head at her. He gently picked her up and swallowed his spit when he felt the back of her pantyhose thighs on his rough hands but he ignored it, “I found it!”

She lifted herself even more causing her skirt to go up slightly and he saw a flash of white lace but he continued to shake his head focusing on the task at hand, “You have everything?”

“Yeah you can put me down.” 

He gently put her down and she showed him the water damaged folders, “It feels invasive but...why would my dad hide this?” 

“To protect you maybe.”

She opened up the folder and furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, “Its paperwork from the bank. It looked like my dad took out a loan a year before he died, why would he do that?” 

Yoongi took the paper and turned the paper around, “Y/N, I think your dad was trying to buy Sissi’s.”

She looked at the back of the paper and her mouth fell opened, “My dad was friends with Mr. Hamish and he asked my mom to marry him in the store...”

“How did your dad die exactly?” 

“A heart attack, why?” 

“Stress can cause a heart attack, maybe buying the store caused him to have it.”

“But how did Sophia buy the store then? Look, even Mr. Hamish wanted him to have the store.”

Yoongi looked back at the old pictures with a raised eyebrow and turned the pictures. There was a set of numbers a code of somesort, 040317, “Y/N, look at this.”

She gently took the photo out of his hand and stared at the numbers with confusion, “A six digit code...There is a safe in the back room with six digit lock but Sophia told us it was filled with old paperwork from Mr. Hamish and it didn’t matter.”

She took the photo and folded it to put it in her pocket, “We should put everything back and go back down stairs before anyone looks for us.”

They put everything back and she closed the door as she gently rubbed the dark wood. She turned around and gently grabbed Yoongi’s hand as they made their way back but before they could enter the living room, she stopped him.

“Is everything alright?” 

She nodded her head and pulled him to be under the front door and gently looked up. He raised his eyebrow and looked up to see a mistletoe, “Ummm....”

“I put it up myself you know...Cause I wanted to give you a kiss... If you let me?” 

His large boney hands caress at her cheeks before wrapping a hand around her neck and kissing her gently. The feeling of his lips made goosebumps appear on her skin as she let out a soft gasp from the sudden closeness of his body, It was worth the wait. 

“Happy New Years Eve, Y/N!”

She gave Jin a small smile and returned the hug. She moved to the side to introduce Elisabeth, “Jin, this is my best friend and roommate, Elisabeth.” 

Jin looked her up and down as his ears turned a light shade of red, “Hi-hi my name is Jin.”

“And my name is Elisabeth...”

She smirked at the scene and pushed her past Jin to get into the apartment. She leaned up to whisper in her ear, “Go get him. You deserve a better guy after the last one.”

“You think he's interested...” 

“He looked you up and down love, that's a sign.” 

She patted her back and moved around the room to say her hellos to each member but her eyes landed on Yoongi. He looked at her with a big smile as she ran into him to give him a tight hug and he returned it. After Christmas and their kiss, Y/N and Yoongi went on more lunch and dinner dates after Yoongi finally asked her to go on a date with him. The two also were waiting to go to the safe in the backroom but they had to wait till January because Sophia goes to Germany to visit her family every year, then the safe will be opened but for now the two were just spending time with each other. 

He gently took her hand and headed out to the balcony to look at the view of the city as she glanced back at him, “Didn’t you have a music show to go to?”

“It was a pre-recording but we already sent our live video saying happy New Years to them so, nothing to worry about and plus I wanted to spend New Years with you.” 

“You could’ve been in New York but you stayed here for me, makes a girl shiver from the affection.” 

He pushed hair behind her hair and leaned forward to gently kiss her forehead, “I would always stay here for you.” 

“Don’t let Gisela hear that, she would blame me if she couldn’t see you on tour.” 

He let out a small chuckle and sat down in the lounge chair outside, “Come sit.”

“Yoongi, I’m not sitting on your lap-”

“It wouldn’t be the first time you sat on it so, what makes it different?” 

She rolled her eyes as she sat on his thighs, leaning her head against his chest. She grabbed his hand and intertwined with hers, “I can’t believe it's the new year already. This past month feels like it's been two years already.” 

“I couldn’t agree more, it’s amazing I've only known you a month now...Time truly goes slow.” 

“Or you're just old.”

He pinched her side as she let out a small laugh, “Were the same age love, remember that.” 

“Yeah but you're two months older than me, remember that, love.” 

He wrapped his arms around her tighter and slapped her thigh gently, “We should head back inside for you know the countdown.”

“Oh, how exciting!! I get to be as loud as I want here since her neighbour is so far away.” 

“Don’t fight Hoseok on being the loudest...I don’t want to take headache medication.” 

“Oh, live a little. It's fun screaming, especially out of excitement.” 

They headed back inside as she grabbed a party hat and she put it on top of his head and a matching the one on hers. She grabbed his hand and went with the other members who were standing in front of the television with excitement in the air. Elisabeth stood next to Jin as she clapped her hands slowly with the countdown and she smiled at this. She started to bounce up and down on her feet in excitement as she watched the countdown. She slowly brought her hands up and clapped loudly with Elisabeth and Hoseok. Yoongi watched her excitement and smiled with his arm crossed on his chest. She turned towards him and grabbed him to be in the middle with them. 

“3.....2.......1, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!”

They all yelled as they hugged each other out of excitement and Y/N looked into his eyes with pure admiration in her eyes. They leaned in and kissed for the new year, Yoongi was excited to see what the year will bring him and her but whatever it is; he was ready. 

Sophia went away, do you want to go in the back? - Y/N

Yeah, let me save this song and I’ll be over in ten minutes - My Cutie 

I’ll see you there ; ) - Y/N

She put her phone in her pocket and she turned around to look at Elisabeth who was drinking her coffee in their kitchen, “Is today the day?”

“Yeah...Kinda nervous if I’m being honest. Sophia is a witch and for all I know there could be potions in there or worse a head.”

“A head? Y/N, I think you're overthinking.” 

She grabbed her mug and took a sip of her tea, “You would be overthinking if you found this code in your parents house. I don’t trust Sophia, anything could be there.”

Elisabeth put her mug down and walked towards her rubbing her shoulders gently, “Yoongi will be there for you. I’m sure it will just be paperwork or even old photos...even if it's not, it will be okay no matter what.” 

She gave her a small smile and nodded her head, “I’m going to add whiskey to my tea, I need it for today.”

“Please don’t get drunk.” 

Elisabeth drove her to the store because her car was in the shop for her oil and she was too nervous to go by herself. When the car stopped she let out a deep sigh as she glanced at the store through the mirror. She felt Elisabeth rubbing her knee gently as she gave her a fake smile, “Y/N, it's going to be okay. You have people that care for you and will always be there for you.” 

“I know...I know. I just don’t know what my dad did or was going to do. It's kinda scary to think he was doing something that could’ve caused his heart attack.”

“Yoongi will be here soon. It's going to be okay.” 

“It’s going to be okay because I had whiskey.” 

Yoongi entered the empty store to see Y/N at the register on her phone. She looked up and her bored expression was replaced with a wide grin, “Yoongi!” 

She ran up towards him and gave him a small hug as he returned it, “Are you ready?” 

“Yeah, Sophia had cameras all over the store but she doesn’t know how to check them. I had one of my coworkers take a picture of me sitting at the register so I can just put that there in case she does look but she won’t.”

“Smart, let's go and then I’ll treat you with a banana nut muffin from the cafe.”

“How nice.”

She walked towards the back and opened the door to showcase the mess of the backroom. There were countless amount of shelving units that were filled with boxes with headphones, vinyles and random wires that even Y/N didn’t know what they were for, “I would say sorry for the mess but it’s not my problem, it's Sophia’s.” 

He chuckled at this and headed towards the safe that she told him about. The safe itself was towards the back and if she didn’t tell him there was a safe he probably wouldn’t even notice it. The safe was on a table towards the back with boxes in front of it making it naked to the eye. They both grabbed the boxes and she wiped off the layer of dest to show him the keypad and let out a deep breathe, “Are you ready?” 

“Are you asking me or yourself?” 

“Both...Alright, let's go.” 

She typed in 040317 slowly and she heard the safe unlock making her take a step back as she was shocked, “I’m going to be honest, I didn’t think it would work.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah...I-I just need to hype myself up to open it.” 

She took another deep breath and opened the safe door in a quick manner and watched some papers fall out. She looked down and saw it was a photo of two young girls standing in front of a tree and another document. She picked up the photo and showed it to Yoongi, “Do you recognize it, Y/N?”

“Surprisingly yes, I do. It’s my grandfather's front yard. Why would Sophia be at my grandfather’s front yard?” 

He looked down at the floor and picked up the document. It was a journal entry, “Y/N, we should read this...” 

July 25 

She always gets what she wants and it's probably because he loves her more than me. I was the one that met him first and introduced him to her and of course she took him away. Mama and papa told me that it's because she's the only child and she's used to it but I think it's because she's selfish and loves to see me suffer. David even told me he thought Charlotte was annoying...

She looked at him with a confused look, “My dad and mom’s name is David and Charlotte and judging from the writing, she was a child when she wrote it.” 

“It’s clear she knew your parents when she was younger but why would she lock it away?” 

“Because something happened...” 

She took out more papers from the safe and handed it towards Yoongi to look through. She took a newspaper clipping and let out a small gasp, “Sophia’s parents passed away from a car accident, I never knew that.”

He showed her another document and pointed at the form, “Mr. Hamish liked Sophia at one point because she worked here and he wrote letters for her to get into college.” 

“Oh no...” She showed Yoongi the paper and it was a love letter from her father to Sophia, “My father loved Sophia? This doesn’t make sense because he was in love with my mother since they were young. That's what they told me.” 

“Y/N, I know you love your parents but I think you need to talk to your mother about this.”

She took the paper out of his hand and her eyes widen at what the journal entry said, 

November 5

I hate David and Charlotte so much. I thought Charlotte was my friend and David actually liked me but in the end I was a joke to both of them. The joke for them to laugh out when they grow old together and the fact they thought I wouldn’t be bothered by what they did. I may have ruined Charlotte’s chance to go to her college but to pretend to like me to make me feel better was the biggest mistake they could’ve made. 

“There’s only so much this can tell us. We need to talk to my mother about this because if they did what I think they did then...I don’t know how to feel towards them.”

“Are you thinking that your father pretended to like her because of what she did to your mother?”

“Yes, two wrongs don’t make a right and this is clear. I understand being angry at Sophia but there must be more to the story. How about this weekend we go to my mom’s place and ask her.” 

“I think that's smart but for now we should go get that muffin and think about what happened.” 

“Look at you treating me, I love to see it.” 

The drive to her mothers was slow but she knew she had to ask her the questions that were on her mind. Yoongi told her the only way to know the truth is to ask the questions that were the hardest because the truth is worth it. Yoongi held her hand as he drove with one hand, something that caused her to feel warm on the inside. They parked in front of the house and she looked at him as he raised his eyebrow, “What?” 

She didn’t say anything and leaned in to gently kiss him. His tongue licked at the bottom of her lip asking for her entry and she gladly accepted it. He brought his hand up and grabbed the back of her head to bring her in as close as she could without getting hurt. His slender fingers combat through her hair as she lets out a small moan. She pulled away and gave him a smile, “Thank you for being with me.”

“Always, Y/N.” 

They got out of the car and the walk to the house was too fast for her as she stood at the door rubbing her arm gently, “I guess I should knock...”

“Do you want me to knock?”

“No. I’m a big girl...I think, I mean not height wise but age wise I am. Is that how it works because-”

“Y/N.”

“Right.” 

Before she knocked on the door she turned to the side to look at him as he gave her a gentle nod, giving her confidence to knock on the door. Her mother opened the door and gave her a wide grin, “What a surprise! You should’ve texted me to tell me you were coming with Yoongi, I would’ve made you guys something.”

“Oh, mama you don’t have to worry. I have to ask you some things...”

Her mother tilted her head in confusion but nodded her head, “Of course sweetie, come in.” 

They walked in and sat in the living room as he grabbed her hand and rubbed the top of her hand with his thumb. She glanced at him and gave him a smile but it changed when her mother sat in front of them tying her cardigan, “Is everything alright, Y/N?” 

“Mom, why is there a picture of you with Sophia?” 

The concern look she had on face changed into a shocked look as she leaned back into her chair, “How did you know-”

“Mom I found the picture in a safe. Sophia’s has made my life a living hell and I think it's because of you and dad, now tell me what happened.”  

Her mom looked down at her feet as she let out a deep sigh and she looked up at her, “Sophia, is my cousin...you're related to her.” 

She scoffed and shook her head as Yoongi continued to rub her hand, “Why would you hide this from me?” 

“Because she’s the reason why your father is dead!” 

“What? I saw the love letter to her from dad.” 

Her mother got up from her chair and started to walk back and forth in front of them, “That letter was for me...he wanted it to be a surprise so he hid it in my notebook but Sophia asked to borrow my notebook and I gave it to her. She found the note and assumed it was for her. She became obsessed with your father to the point he asked the teachers to not sit next to or near her. He tolarted her because she was my cousin and she felt pity because her parents died so tragically. We all felt pity towards her, I did until she did what she did.” 

“What did she do?”

“She realized if I left then your father would come with me or I would go with him because that was the plan. She sent a letter to the college that I wanted  saying that I abused her growing up and how she almost killed herself because of it...They believed her without even talking to me because of how delicate the matter was. They told the other schools around me and I was so embarrassed that I felt bad for this person and my dreams were crushed because it was on my records. I knew I should’ve seen it coming but...”

“Mom, what do you mean you should’ve seen it coming?”

Her mother glanced at her with sad eyes as she went back to the chair, “When I was younger I had a best friend named Mary. We did everything together but Mary didn’t like Sophia, she said she made her uncomfortable. One day I left Mary in the shed to get us some water and...Sophia went outside. Sophia pushed Mary and she hit her head knocking her out and if I didn’t get there soon enough, she was going to set the shed on fire. I told my father this but he didn’t want to send her to a mental institution because he thought all she needed was a family. Mary moved away and never spoke to me again because of what happened and I don’t blame her. I wanted to protect you but I guess- I guess I did that wrong too.” 

Yoongi stared at her mother with wide eyes as Y/N did the same, “What did she do to dad? Was he going to buy it from the store?”

“We moved away from where we grew up to be away from her and my father understood because I was pregnant with you. That music store became your father’s savior because he was depressed from moving away. He wrote so much music for us that I have three binders worth. Mr. Hamish was going to hand over the store to your father but Sophia somehow got it and the fact that she was in the same town as us made us scared so we moved again.” 

“But what about dad?” 

“Sophia threatened your father if he ever tried buying the store again that she would do something to us. So we stopped trying but one day, your father couldn’t stay away from the store. He walked into the store but Sophia saw him, he was so scared that he ran into his car and drove off but she was right behind him. She hit the back of your father’s truck and he crashed, she left a note saying that he should’ve been with her and he wouldn’t be dead. I tried getting the cops involved but she always talked her way out of it. I even have the tapes of her hitting the car but nothing. I told you he had a heart attack to protect you from the truth...I’m so sorry Y/N.” 

“Why did you let me work for her?” 

“I-I just wanted you to have a normal life and I was scared to say anything because if I did Sophia would figure it out and she would hurt you...I just didn’t know what to do because your father loved that place and I wanted you have a piece of him...I’m sorry, I’m a horrible mother.” 

“Mrs. L/N, do you have proof that Mr. Hamish was going to give the store to your husband and the tapes still?” 

She looked at Yoongi with furrowed eyebrows and nodded her head, “O-of course I do. It’s in my closet, why?” 

“I do have good lawyers...Maybe it's time to return the store into the right hands.” 

“Oh, are we suing someone? That's kind of hot...”

“Y/N.”

Five months since everything and it was finally June making the sun brighter than usual and the days feel shorter. She walked up to the grave and looked down with a sad face, “You know I never thought our family would be so mysterious. I thought we were a family on a sitcom, not a crime show. I wish you told me the truth but I can’t go back and change the past because I know why you did it and I think that hurts the most. The reasoning behind it. Sophia finally got what she deserved though and I’m the owner now, more responsibilities, how fun. There’s one person you should thank and he's coming up now...”

She turned around to see Yoongi hold a bouquet of flowers giving her a small smile, “Sorry I had to take a quick phone call.”

“No, it's alright. Yoongi, this is my father. Ignore the grass on his chest.” 

“Y/N.” 

He rolled his eyes and gently placed the flowers on the grave and wrapped his arms around her shoulder as she cuddled into his neck, “You know we did this opposite.” 

“What do you mean?” 

“You knocked me up before meeting my dad, how scandalous.” 

“Don’t say that in front of your father’s grave.” 

“Shall we go have dinner at Sapphire, you know the restaurant you never learned the name of even though that’s where we had our first date at.” 

“Yes and let it go, I know what the restaurant is called now.” 

She waved at the grave as Yoongi grabbed her hand leading her back to the car carefully, not wanting her to fall. She was only two and half months pregnant and she told Yoongi constantly that she was capable of doing things on her own but he was persistent. The past five months were a rollercoaster for the both of them. For starters, suing someone for something they did in the past was a long process and on top of that finding out she was pregnant. 

“Sophia might as well tell the truth.” 

She glared at Y/N, Yoongi and the lawyer as she brought the cigarette to her mouth, “You already have the truth, why would you need me to say anything?”

“It's the least you can do...”

Y/N glared at her as she gripped her pants tightly and Yoongi saw this and grabbed her hand before she ripped her pants. Sophia chuckled and shook her head, “Such a child, do you want me to give you a gold star for figuring it out? The acknowledgment and the praise. Pathetic.” 

Y/N stood up making her chair fall back over but Yoongi pulled her back gently, “With the evidence we have you can go to jail for the rest of your life.” 

“Fun, oh and congrats Y/N on the pathetic baby of yours.”

This time Yoongi went in front of her as he glared at her, “Now that we're done, you can rot away. Don’t you ever, ever call my child pathetic you bitch.”

He grabbed her hand and headed outside as Y/N smiled at him. They stopped in front of a vending machine as he was breathing in and out in anger, “You know...that was really hot.” 

“Good to know, baby.” 

The two entered the car as Y/N smiled at him, “I love you.”

“And I love both of you.” 

Extended ending: 

“Cana is with Elisabeth and Jin for the night...”

“Oh, I know my love. My woman looks gorgeous without trying.”  

Her heart fluttered at his compliment as he undoes the belt of her pink silk robe, slowly. He pulls the fabric away only to take a large inhale through his nose. His eyes beginning to fill up with lust, “Fuck, baby.” 

His hands moved up and down the white lace corset with his bottom lip tucked in between his teeth as she looked up at him with a smile, “I thought you would like it. It’s white and lace, your favorite things in one piece.” 

Yoongi hums in agreement as he begins to kiss down her skin. His small hot kisses fueled her fire as she gently spread her legs. He smirked at this and kissed her forehead, “I love you.”

“I love you so much more, Yoongi.” 

Yoongi pulls at the garter making them snap at her thighs making her let out a small whimper, “That hurt, asshole.” 

“Oh but you like it. Should I fuck you in this or out? Maybe this is the reason we had Cana, because you looked so sexy when you bought it.” 

“If we have another baby then that’s on you and your pull out game.” 

He rolls his eyes before bending down and sealing her lips with his own. His tongue licked at the bottom of her lip asking for entry. Their tongues begin to fight for dominance as his fingers make their way up and down her body. His simple touches sending jolts of lighting throughout her body.  

“Sexy little thing. Always driving me crazy, how did I ever control myself during Christmas. I should’ve taken you to my car and had my way with you when I saw the white lace on your pussy.” He whispers against her ears as his finger reached down to her clothed pussy and started to rub the outside making her whimper at the sudden touch. She let out a small moan when he dug his fingers inside her underwear, rubbing between her lips letting his fingers and thong rub her clit. 

“Yoongi...”

“You're so beautiful, gave me love and a beautiful baby girl. You deserve everything in this world.” Ever since they started their relationship, Yoongi never missed the chance to tell her how much he loved her or how beautiful she was. When she had Cana the compliments increased and everyday he gave her confidence with motherhood. The love between them got deeper because of having Cana and now nothing can come between them. Her hands went up and down his white t-shirt as he took it off and she smiled at his chest. 

“I love how big your chest has gotten from working out.”

“Maybe next time I should fuck you in the gym showers.”

“Oh, I would love that.” 

He pulls down his black sweatpants and his underwear as his cock was already standing up, “Get on the bed.”

“Whatever you say, baby daddy.” 

“Don’t ruin the mood.”

“Sorry.” 

 She goes on the bed and watches him go between her legs hooking his fingers on the side of her thong and peeling it down as he licks his lips at her, “Such a pretty little pussy you have baby.”

“Before we start, I just want to admit that I am extremely nervous to have sex because I just had Cana.”

“That's fair but baby it's been four months. I’m sure it's fine.”

“Oh, it fucking better be because I’m horny as hell right now.” 

“Remember what I said about that mood.”

“Sorry...again.” 

“Do you feel comfortable with me eating you out?” 

“No...just fingers and your dick. Maybe next time you can.” 

“Whatever you want love.” 

Yoongi spreads her legs wider as he smiled at her, “I love you.” He slowly enters a finger as he groans to himself, “So fucking tight.” He starts to slowly move his fingers but his eyes never left her as he was trying to make sure she was okay. When she gave him the green light, he started to go faster. A moan left her body as she felt the speed change and he smirked at seeing his fingers glistened in the light. 

“Yoongi, I want to come!!” 

He leaned forehead and gently kissed the tops of her breast in the corset, “You will...”

He added a third finger and he moved even faster as she arched her back lightly, “Wait-wait...” 

He stopped immediately and looked at her with concerned eyes, “Baby what’s wrong?”

“Sorry I got too overwhelmed with coming...ah, I ruined the mood. I’m sorry.” 

“Do you want to continue?”

“Yes...Sorry.”

“Baby stop apologizing, it's okay.” 

“I’ll give you a blowjob in the morning for being so sweet to me tonight.” 

“You don’t have to. Is it okay if I remove your corset? If you don’t want me too then I won’t.”

She bit her lip and looked down and let out a small sigh, “Yeah, it's starting to hurt but I’m scared you won’t like my body anymore.” 

He leaned down and kissed her so quickly she didn’t have time to kiss him back, “No matter what, I will always love you and forever. You gave me everything I ever wanted, love and a daughter. You are the future that I never thought I would ever get but I am so grateful to have you and Cana, shit maybe another kid after tonight but you are my everything.” 

“Awww, Yoongi. Take this corset off of me and fuck me before I cry.” 

He gently removed the corset and his eyes were focused on her breasts that jiggle when he removed it. Ever since her pregnancy, Y/N’S breasts grew double the size and he became obsessed with her chest. Before her pregnancy, she wasn’t flat chested nor did she have a big breast but now they were perfect and fit perfectly in his hands. He grabbed her breast and started to pinch her nipple making her gasp, “Yoongi, not tonight. They're sensitive because of your daughter.” 

“Good, that sentence turned me on.” 

She rolled her eyes and brought him up to give him a quick kiss, “You always turn me on...I love you.” 

“Should we take a shot everytime we say I love you tonight?”

“No, we have to pick up Cana in the morning.” 

He spits on her pussy before rubbing the head of his cock into her clit causing a small moan leaving her mouth as he glides the head over her folds, “Your pussy belongs on my cock.” 

“Yoongi...Please...” 

She whispered, pulling at his arms, he bit his bottom lip before entering the head into her slowly. The heat of her pussy caused him to shiver a bit as he let out a small goan, “You always feel so good, baby.” He inches inside of her slowly, his mouth opened as he pushed himself fully into her. 

“Maybe, I’ll fuck another baby into you...would you like that? Cana having a sibling would make her happy. I loved how you looked when you were pregnant, looked so happy and sexy.” She whimper out as he buries himself to the hilt. Yoongi puts himself on top of her and begins to thrust into her slowly. His teeth took her earlobe in between them as he runs his tongue over her skin. She wrapped her legs around his waist as a sign that she was okay and he began to bulldoze into her. Loud choked moans leaving her lips as she whined out for him.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” A sheen layer of sweat gathering over the both of them as he fucks into her. His elbows found his placement near her head as he continued to thrust into her, “You're beautiful, no matter what.” 

“Forever?”

“Forever and always.” 

“Fuck I’m going to come.”

“Are you okay? Do you want me to pull out for you?”

“No, please no. I love it.” 

He pushed her knees up higher, the head of his cock caressing the rough patch within her. Tears of pleasure and pure love left her eyes as she sobbed loudly putting her head against his forehead. “Y/N!!” 

Every thrust was hitting her at the limit and grips at her knees roughly. His mouth opened slightly as he came, his come was shooting into her as she groaned quietly. She brought him into a tight hug and he pressed all his weight into you as he let out a deep sigh. She ran her fingers through his hair and kissed the side of is head. “That was fun.” 

He pushed himself up to look down at her with his gummy smile that made her heart flutter. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead, nose and cheeks before looking down at her, “I’m so glad we have this little family. Would you like to complete it?” 

“What do you mean?”

He gently removed himself from her causing her to let out a moan when she felt empty. She watched him lean towards his nightstand and held something in his hand as she watched him with curiosity. Her eyes widened and looked at him with his mouth gaped open, “Yoongi?” 

“Be my wife?” 

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