Yoongi and Jimin froze in their spots as no words were seemed to be able to utter out from both the boys mouths, their body's and minds completely froze up in their place because of the shookness of the situation. It was like the ability to speak was foreign to both the students by now. (A/N: me in my class presentations :'))
Yoongi's mouth opened up and closed repeatedly like a clueless goldfish breathing underwater as his small eyes met Jimin's own wider ones, both the boys unintentionally starting a wide eyed staring contest between one another.
Trying his best to recover from the shock, Yoongi cleared his throat and firmly voiced out while trying his best not to stutter--
"Jimin, w--what are you doing here?"
Dammit...
He stuttered...
"I--" Jimin swallowed a lump in his throat as he nervously shifted from left to right, clearing his throat and trying his best to keep it cool. "I--I came too--ummmm--"
Yoongi raised an eyebrow at the nervous boy in front of him, his lips twitching up in amusement at the sight of Jimin's cheeks heating up in embarrassment.
Jimin noticed Yoongi's immense amusement at his nervous state, a small scowl making it's way on his face as he glared at the white haired boy. "W--what's so amusing exactly?!"
Dammit...
He stuttered...
"Nothing, you just look cute that's all." Admitted out loud Yoongi as he turned his back towards the younger and sat on the small stool that stood in front of the piano, the older not even thinking through the unintentional complement that he threw in Jimin's way.
The mentioned blonde was even more embarrassed now, and a little shocked, because of Yoongi's unexpected compliment, the younger feeling his heart fluttering and his once hard features softening up a little.
"So what did you come to do here exactly?" Questioned Yoongi to the boy casually this time, as his big white veiny hands caressed the wood of the giant instrument, his fingers wrapping themselves firmly against the protective wooden case that protected the white and black keyboard of the grand piano, then slowly lifting it up to gaze at the white row of keys.
Jimin sighed at Yoongi's question, as the boy finally gave in on hiding why he was currently in here. "I come here every Friday." Finally admitted Jimin to the white haired boy followed by a sigh, as Yoongi's brows furrowed instantly at the boy's confession, confusion clearly lacing his face.
"Why?" Asked Yoongi as he slightly turned around to look at the blonde Jimin who wanted to just cower away into a corner at the moment, or just completely disappear from this situation just to get away from exposing his secret.
"I--I come here to study..." Mumbled Jimin loudly enough for only Yoongi to hear, even thought they were literally the only people in the giant silent vacant music room.
What?
Of course he wasn't going to tell him the whole truth!
Yoongi suspiciously narrowed his eyes at the boy's answer, clearly seeing through the white lie he had just told the older. But before he could call him out on it, Jimin quickly changed the subject by questioning the older himself loudly.
"What are you doing here anyway?" Asked Jimin to the older while slowly taking small steps towards him.
Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows at Jimin's question, snorting at the boy's ridiculous question. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm playing the piano."
Now it was Jimin's turn to morph his features into confusion, as he gave the older in front of him a questioning gaze.
"Why would you want to do that?" Asked Jimin, sitting himself down beside Yoongi on the grand piano. "I thought you quit playing a long time ago."
"Correction: my mom made me quit playing along time ago." Remarked Yoongi with a roll of his eyes at the memory, as he positioned his hands to hover over the white keys of the piano's keyboard.
Surprised by the boy's words, Jimin opened his mouth to question him further, but was quickly shut off when Yoongi slammed his hands on the white keys rather forcefully, Jimin flinching and feeling his heart almost burst out of his chest in surprise at the sudden action.
"What the fu--?!"
"Shut up. I waited a whole week for this." Grumbled Yoongi as he turned his head to glare at the blonde haired younger. "Let me play already."
Scoffing, Jimin rolled his eyes while crossing his arms over his chest. "Go ahead. You probably suck ass anyway."
Ignoring the boy's insult, Yoongi's eyes roamed over the multiple keys before him, as he took in a deep long breath while fluttering his eyelashes close.
Then, he let his mind take over his entire being, becoming one with the instrument in front of him.
His fingers danced from left to right on the long row of keys, as he struk with his fingers and thumbs of both of his hands against them, causing the hammers that hid behind the lifted protective wooden case surrounding the soundboard to strike forcefully against the metal strings, creating a beautiful melody that sent Jimin's ears into heaven.
Jimin flinched when Yoongi's fingers hit one forceful and sudden first pretty loud note in the air around them as he watched the older harass the keys of the poor brown piano in front of him, thought the boy quickly recovered when a sudden hit of familiarity hit him.
This piece--
Jimin's eyes widened as his mind finally registered the sound of the music Yoongi was playing, memories of their childhood flooding his brain.
"Why do you always get to play and I don't!" Exclaimed a smol black haired five year old Jimin as he pouted angrily while crossing both of his arms over his chest, huffing in frustration at the dark haired older beside him.
"It's because I'm better then you shorty!" Childishly remarked the smol Yoongi while sticking out his tongue at the younger, Jimin's face reddening in anger as he was ready to throw some fists at the older. Thought before he could do that, a book clashed against Jimin's and Yoongi's heads.
"Ow!"
"Mom!"
Yoongi's mother rolled her eyes at the crying duo. "Well don't fight and blows like this won't come your way boys."
Pouting at the mean older woman, both the smol boys that were seated in front of the dark brown piano in Yoongi's room turned their attention back at the mentioned instrument.
"Well? Are you going to play or what?" Rudely said Jimin to Yoongi with his arms crossed over his chest as he stared at the older with challenging eyes.
"I am. So zip your pie hole." Spat out the smol Yoongi, Jimin rolling his eyes at his rudeness.
Yoongi's fingers then started to slowly move around the keys of the piano, playing a song that his mother had taugh him yesterday, every note perfectly getting hit woth the boys small but long baby fingers.
"Pfff." Huffed out smol Jimin with the roll of of his eyes. "You call that playing? I heard babies play better."
Gritting his teeth at the smol boy beside him, Yoongi momentarily stopped the movements of his smol hands on the long row of keys.
That's it.
Screw it.
The smol boy was going to do it.
So, he started playing again.
He started to play again an entirely different song from before.
Jimin's eyes widened at the melody that Yoongi was playing, his innocent smol eyes glimmering as a wide smile appeared on his face.
"I--I never heard this piece before, it's so beautiful!!"
Yoongi eyes lit up as well at this as he excitedly turned towards Jimin, the dark haired boy stopping his smol fingers from moving around on the grand piano's keys any longer.
"That's because I was the one who composed it!!"
"Y--You did?!"
Jimin smiled to himself at that one memory of their childhood together, unknown to the blonde that Yoongi was subtlety watching him every chance he got. When Yoongi saw the wide smile on Jimin's face and dazed out face that he carried at the moment; he knew exactly what the boy was thinking.
So, Yoongi started to sing. (A/N: which is the best thing in the whole freaking entire universe)
" Amugeosdo saenggakhaji ma."
Jimin flinched at the sound of Yoongi's usual rough voice suddenly singing so softly.
"Neon amu maldo kkeonaejido ma."
As Yoongi played and sang, Jimin eyes widened at the boy's weird sudden change of character.
"Ayo, oh."
"Geunyang naege useojwo....yeah."
A sudden change of character that he was unaware of.
"Nan ajikdo mitgijiga anha
I modeun ge da kkumin geot gata
Ayo, oh
Sarajiryeo hajima
Yeah."
....When did he write songs?
" Is it true? Is it true?
You, you
Neomu areumdawo duryeowo."
It was the first time Jimin saw this kind of side of the white haired boy, as the blonde haired boy only could just watch with fascination at the way the older played and sang.
"Untrue, untrue
You,
you,
you."
There was a sudden pause at the middle of the song, as Jimin watched as Yoongi took a small deep, relaxing breath.
Jimin felt his heart fluttering at the action, as the blonde could only think of one thought in that moment.
"Gyeote meomulleojullae
Naege yaksokhaejullae
Son daemyeon naragalkka
buseojilkka
Geopna geopna geopna
"Siganeul meomchullae
I sungani jinamyeon
Eopseossdeon iri doelkka neol
ilheulkka
Geopna geopna geopna"
"Butterfly, like a butterfly
Machi butterfly, bu-butterfly cheoreom
Butterfly, like a butterfly
Machi butterfly, bu-butterfly cheoreom."
...
'.....beautiful.'
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I dare y'all to count how many times I used the word 'smol' in this chapter lol.
And yes I used butterfly in here cause I'm seriously a hoe for this song XD
I'm sorry for not updating in a while! I got so many work on my plate I can barely breath :') I won't be seeing any of my notifications or be able to reply to your comments cause I sTiLl hAvEn'T fInIsHeD tHiS tOrTuRoUs ThInG cAlLeD sTuDyInG sO pLeAsE fOrgIvE moI
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