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The Concert {SUGA} pt. 1
I gaped at the large venue. This is where BTS will be having their concert?
A few weeks ago, me and my friend Stacy had somehow managed to get our hands on two BTS tickets. We woke up super early to get them, but hey, here we are! About to see our idols.
"Oh wow... This is amazing! I can't believe we're seeing them in person!!" Stacy said.
"I know.. I wish I didn't feel so tired though. I have this aching feeling in my chest."
"Me too, isn't that what happens when you're near your soulmate? DO YOU THINK-"
"No no no, my heart can't handle even the idea of that," I laugh, "It's probably just allergies. C'mon, let's go find our seats!"
We got to our seats and chatted until the lights dimmed, signaling the concert would be starting soon. The preview video began playing on the screen. Cheers cried out all around us, almost making me forget the aching feeling. Almost. It had become worse, was I really meeting my soulmate? I just want to enjoy the concert, I can't handle trying to find them in the crowd.
"Wait, don't soulmates normally switch-" I was interrupted by music booming from the speakers.
Suddenly, BTS walked out onto the stage. They wave before the first verse, fans screaming all around us. I watched them through my phone screen as they danced to Fake Love. After a few more songs, they leave to change outfits and touch up their makeup. Right as they're about to go behind the stage, Suga turns around to get one last glimpse of the audience, and making eye contact with me in the process. And everything goes dark.
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I wake up in a chair in front of the mirror. Rubbing my eyes and adjusting to the bright lighting, I catch sight of my reflection.
"No.., no no no. What? How..." I mutter.
"Yoongi-hyung! Check out this jacket they gave me! It's so sparkly" V calls out to me while giving a slight twirl.
"I... I'm, uh" I try to say.
"Hey um, I don't want to interrupt but I, I switched and uh, I'm not Jimin?" Not Jimin says beside me.
"No way! He switched? Are you jealous Yoongi-hyung? You've been waiting to meet your soulmate for so long now~" V snickers.
"I'm not him either" I blurt out.
"Of course you aren't Jimin" V laughs.
"No, I mean I switched too. My name is Y/N"
"OMG! Y/N?! It's me! Stacy!"
I jump up and hug her, still feeling dazed from the sudden switch.
"I can't believe we both switched at the same time!"
"I know! And this works out so well! Suga being your bias and Jimin being mine" She giggles.
"Um, why are Yoongi-hyung and Jimin hugging?" RM asks, walking into the room.
"It's not them! It's Stacy and Y/N, was it?" We nod in response before V continues, "They both switched with their soulmates at the same time. Crazy, huh?"
"Wait, but what are we supposed to do about the concert?" Stacy/Jimin asks.
We're interrupted by a phone buzzing on the table. I pick it up and recognize my own phone number.
"H-hi? Is this my soulmate? Or me... this is so weird" I hear my own voice tell me.
"yeah... I guess we're soulmates" I try to sound nonchalant.
"You don't sound very excited for someone who just got switched with her bias" he teases, "I can see your phone background, you know. Plus you're at our concert."
I mentally facepalm.
"So, about the concert," he starts.
"How long is the effect supposed to last for?" I ask.
"For me it was about an hour" RM says. I turn the phone to speakerphone so Suga can hear.
"Well, I can't exactly dance... or rap" I mumble in embarrassment.
"Didn't the staff prepare a plan in case this happened?" Suga asks.
We talk out the details together and with the staff. The concert can't be cancelled, since people payed a lot to be here. We also can't let five members go out without the rest of us. They decided to move the solo performances up and keep both me and Stacy backstage until we switch back.
While they performed, me and Stacy were too excited to watch, even though that was what we came here to do. We talked about how surprised we were and what we were going to do, plans of getting Korean lessons, worries, etc. Before we knew it, the aching came back and we switched.
Here we were again in the crowd, watching as they finished up the last solo performance. When Jimin and Suga finally came out, they had the biggest smiles on their faces. And so did we.
The Concert {SUGA} pt. 2
Before we could leave the venue, two guards called us backstage. As we were headed to what we assumed was meeting the members more formally, I became nervous.
"What if this doesn't work out?" I blurted to Stacy.
"What? Our soulmates?"
"I mean," I sighed, "what if he doesn't want me? I can't even speak Korean, and he's busy enough as it is..."
"Who wouldn't want to be with their soulmate?" Stacy questioned.
"I don't know! What if he doesn't?" I panic.
"I'm sure that-"
We're interrupted by the guards telling us we'd arrived at the room. Stacy went in first, exchanging a shy hello with Jimin. I followed timidly behind. Just a few steps in the door, and before I'd even looked up I was enveloped in a warm embrace.
"I'm so happy you're here" Suga mumbled into my shoulder, "I've missed you, even though I'm only just meeting you."
I blushed so hard in that moment, unable to say anything. Just as I was about to pull away he tightened the hug.
"Y-you aren't upset?" I muttered.
He pulled away, gently holding my shoulders. His dark eyes searching mine, "Why would I ever be upset?"
"w-well you are busy with your job, and a significant other would just be a distraction, and I don't even speak Korean-"
"Shhh shh" he said, "a language barrier isn't enough to separate us. And don't call yourself a distraction, you don't know how long I've been waiting to meet you."
"Seriously, he's been moping for months now about how nervous he was he'd never get to meet you" Jimin laughed.
"Don't act like you haven't been doing the same thing" Yoongi said.
I giggled and looked back at Yoongi, being greeted by his smiling face.
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"Are you nervous?"
"Hmm, nervouscited" I laugh.
Me and Stacy were packing up our shared apartment. We were going to South Korea. Did we know much Korean? No. Were we going to practice on the plane before we got there? Probably not. But we were definitely excited to see our soulmates. Or should I say Seoulmates.
Yoongi and Jimin were only able to stay for another day before they had to continue the tour. Yoongi called me every day though, and we texted all the time. I don't think I've seen so many notifications on my phone ever. We planned it all out, and today was the day.
We got on the plane, taking one last glance at our city.
"Do you think we'll like it there?"
"Hm?" Stacy says, looking up from a selca Jimin sent her.
I laugh and begin reading my book. It's not long before I receive a text:
Yoongi ❤️: Can't wait to see you!!
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We knock on the door, it swinging open almost immediately. Stacy walks inside while Yoongi comes out into the hallway. He picks me up and spins me in a hug.
"I haven't seen you in forever! I missed you so much" He pouts.
I grin, "What, even with our daily calls and hundreds of texts?"
"It's still not enough..."
I smile and pull him back in.
After greeting the members a bit, I became too tired to focus properly. I slept hardly at all on the flight, mostly stressed out about being in a new country and knowing no one. I try to hide my yawn, but unfortunately Yoongi notices.
"Are you tired?" He asks.
"No! No I'm okay" but I can't hold back a second yawn.
"C'mon, let's get you to bed" He picks me up and starts carrying me to another room.
"No it's fine!" I argue, "Don't we need to go back to our hotel"
"No. You're too tired, you're staying here tonight."
"B-but"
"If it makes you feel better, I'll be sleeping on the couch"
"It's not that..."
He smiles and continues carrying me to his room. When we get there, he sets me down carefully on the bed before sitting down next to me.
"Yoongi..," I start. He just smiles his signature gummy smile.
"I'm so happy you're here" he says.
"Do you mean that? You've only known me for a few months"
"Of course I mean it! Those have been the best months of my life. I've loved getting to know you, even if its been from a distance. That could never separate us. You are the best thing that's happened to me."
His words brought me to tears. I try to hold them back, but the feelings wash over me, pushing me to his arms.
He hugs me, "baby what's wrong? Why are you crying?"
"I just, I'm not used to this.." I cry, "I've never been in a relationship before, what if I mess up?"
"You're already all I need, there's no way you could mess up."
I start bawling even harder at that, "Why are you so sweet? My heart can't handle this"
"They call me Suga for a reason" He grins.
I pull away for only a moment to glance up at his eyes, mine flickering down to his lips. He must've noticed, as he starts to lean in. His soft lips brush against mine, pulling me into a long and passionate kiss. Our lips part after a while, yet not nearly long enough.
"Yeah" I sigh, "They do."
Coffee and Violets (SUGA) CH1 - Hoseok
You glance up after hearing the bell ring, signaling someone came into the cafe. A boy with dark hair and a bright smile walks in.
"Hello! What can I get for you today?" you greet.
"Could I get a caramel macchiato?" He asks.
"Yep! Will that be for here or to go?"
"To go, please." He responds.
You begin to make his drink as he leans against the counter. Soon enough his drink is ready and you package it up, sliding it across the counter to him.
"Thanks!" He takes a sip of it, "Hey, this is really good! I'll have to come here more often."
"Thank you!" you respond, proud of your skills.
"Actually, I've been meaning to bring this up the whole time, but I run the flower shop right next door."
"No way!" You respond, genuinely surprised. You guess you had a blind spot for that shop, you never bothered to check it out.
"I'm sorry I never came by! I guess I should introduce myself then. My name is Y/N"
"Nice to meet you Y/N! I'm Hoseok."
You two talked about running businesses, funny exchanges with customers, and the struggles of living on your own. Since it was a slower afternoon in the cafe, you welcomed the conversation.
"So, do you run this place all by yourself?" He asked, tilting his head.
"Yeah. I tried getting someone else working here once, but it didn't work out too well." you answer. He nods in response.
"Do you run your shop by yourself?" You ask him.
"Actually no!" He responds, "I run it with my friend Yoongi. We've known each other for years now, so we work pretty well together."
"That's awesome!" You say, "It must be nice having a friend you've known for so long"
There's a pause in the conversation while he seems stuck on what to say. You notice and add, "I'm just kind of introverted, is all. I had a best friend I was really close with in elementary school!"
"What happened to them?"
"We drifted apart in middle school. Once we went into high school, she moved away."
"I'm sorry to hear that..," He says.
"We weren't really into the same things anymore. I was busy with my writing, she was caught up with other things. We'd only call every few months and when we did, we'd have nothing to talk about."
"I see" He said before taking a sip of his drink.
"I'm sorry for rambling on so much! We don't need to have a pity party, that was years ago. I'd be glad to have new friends though. Maybe you can be one?" You trail off, a little embarrassed at your directness.
"Of course! Let me give you my number."
You pull out your phone and he types in his number. He sends a quick text to himself before grabbing his own phone to save the contact.
"You said you were a writer?" He asks.
You nod in response. "I have been since I was young, but as I got older I became consumed in my fictional worlds. I'd always be drafting new plots or naming new characters. Sometimes I'd even draw my own characters, though I'm not much of an artist" You laugh.
"That's so cool! I'd love to read your work sometime!"
"Yeah! That'd be nice" You respond.
"Alright. I better get back to the shop, but I'll talk to you again soon, 'kay? Maybe next time I can bring Yoongi along."
"Sure! Enjoy your drink" You smile.
He leaves the shop and you sigh to yourself, delving into your thoughts. That was so much fun, I haven't had a conversation like that in forever. Maybe it'll be nice having a new friend to talk to.
You pull out your phone and check your recent messages. His name had been saved as 'Hoseok :)'. You laugh to yourself. "His positive vibe sure is contagious."
Coffee and Violets (SUGA) CH3 - Visiting the Flower Shop
(Yoongi POV)
"Did you talk to her?? Did you like her? Are you guys going on a date soon?" Hoseok bombardes me with questions the second I walk through the door.
"Woah- slow down. We just chatted for a bit, why the rush?" I ask.
"Ah, I should've figured as much." He pouts and goes back to the shipping label he was printing for an order.
"...I did get her number though"
"WHAT?!?!?!?"
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"So she's coming over tomorrow? What are you going to wear?" Hoseok asks.
"The same thing I always do? She's just going to look at my lyrics.., It's not like a date."
"Sure. It's not a date. I believe you."
"It isn't!" I yell back, my face starting to burn red.
"Haha! You're blushing! I told you you'd like her~" He sings while running out of the room.
Damn it, Hoseok. He always overreacts. What's the big deal, anyway? Is it not normal to invite someone over? Or to give them your number?
...Is it?
*ding*
I pull my phone from my pocket and read the message.
Y/N: Hey! Just checking to see what time you wanted me to come over tomorrow :)
I blink rapidly, trying to comprehend the text in front of me. I start to type out a response, "Anytime is really fine. We're not busy."
Y/N: Alright! See you tomorrow then! 😃
I set my phone back on the table. Hoseok walks in, "What was that dinging sound earlier? Did she text you?"
"Yeah"
"WHAT DID SHE SAY?" He yells while grabbing my phone from the table. As he scrolls through the messages, he says, "You didn't even respond to her. It's rude to leave people on read, y'know."
"There was nothing left to say" I respond.
He starts typing something out and hits 'send'.
"Much better!" He replies.
"What did you do??" I reply, panicked.
He hands me the phone to show the message, reading: I can't wait to see you 😊
"HOSEOK!! I would never say that! That's so dumb, she's gonna think I like her or something."
"Don't you?" He smirks.
We're interrupted by another ding from my phone. Hoseok gets to it before me and reads out the message, "Oh? Catching feelings already?"
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(Y/N POV)
Why did I send that?? I question myself. I hardly even know him, I shouldn't be joking like this.
I type out another message to clarify the previous one.
Y/N: Just kidding. You better not haha
Yoongi: Why? Do you have a boyfriend?
Y/N: I might.
Yoongi: What's his name?
Y/N: Okay, I don't. You still better not catch feelings, I know how tempting I am ;)
Yoongi: I promise.
I set my phone down on the counter, giggling to myself as another customer walks in.
"Hey! What can I get for ya?"
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Before I step out of the cafe to go to the coffee shop, I give myself one last look. I'm currently wearing a gray sweatshirt with black jeans and my tennis shoes. Wow. I really chose to not dress up at all.
It's too late to change though and I wouldn't anyways. I step out and walk a step or two before opening a new, different door.
"Hi! Welcome to- OH HEY Y/N!!" Hoseok greets.
"Hi" I timidly grin as I step into the shop.
"Yoongi's just in the back- I'll lead you there!"
I follow him behind the counter into a large room with long, black tables and shelves covered with foliage.
"Yoongi~ your date's here" Hoseok calls to him.
"I'M NOT-"
"SHE ISN'T-"
"Relax! I'm just kidding. Have fun you two!" And with that, Hoseok goes back to the front of the store.
Yoongi turns around and makes eye contact with me, a small smile playing on his lips.
"h-Hey" I say apprehensively, breaking the eye contact and instead glancing down at my worn sneakers.
"Uh, hi. Here, you can sit next to me." He turns away, his face turning a pale pink.
I walk over and sit on the stool next to him. Despite the large room, I still feel too close. I fumble with my hands and bite my bottom lip. I didn't realize this would be so awkward. Why did I agree to this? And why is it so much easier to chat with him when it's over text?
(Yoongi POV)
This was so much easier when it was Hoseok writing the messages... I tap my pencil against the desk while looking over the pages of lyrics in front of me.
"U-um this- er.., these are the lyrics I have so far. They're pretty new so if they don't sound good then-"
"You read my writing yesterday. Don't worry, I'm not gonna judge yours" She smiles sweetly at me while gently pulling the papers from my hands. I watch timidly as she reads through them.
"These are really good" she says, turning back to me, "but- well..," She pauses in thought.
"You can say it, it's okay" I say.
"It's just, well, they leave me a little heartbroken."
Her words surprise me. Heartbroken?
"It sounds like you've been through so much, and I just," her voice wobbles and a tear escapes her eye.
I rest my hand on her shoulder, "Hey, hey, why are you crying? I'm okay, we're fine."
She turns to me, her teary eyes sparkling under the fluorescent lights.
"I don't want you to have gone through that. That's so terrible. I want you... to be happy" She turns away, "You deserve to be happy."
A light laugh escapes my lips, "First of all, you don't know me. Maybe I don't deserve to be happy."
"THAT'S NOT TRUE!! You're a good person and you deserve to be happy! I just know it!"
I gasp at her outburst. Everything, the pout on her lips, the dark blush on her cheeks, her passion, the way she defends me when I can't even defend myself, all of it draws me to her. This is the first time, in so long, that I've felt... loved. She doesn't even know me and yet, her presence feels so warm.
"Thank you."
Why am I already so attached to her?
Am I...
Falling for her?
Coffee and Violets (SUGA) CH9 - Love Letter
It had been a few weeks since your misunderstanding with Yoongi. Every day since, he had come in to get coffee from you. Once in the morning, again in the afternoon, every now and then he'd even order in the evenings. Sometimes he'd come in without ordering, just to talk to you.
You two had gotten closer. You joked together, told stories, and overall became good friends. But every time you heard the jingle of the bell at the door, you hoped it was him. Every time it was him, your heart skipped two beats. Every night when you got home and thought about your conversations from the day, you'd never forget to write them down in your diary.
Things were going well.
But no matter how close you got, you still couldn't bring yourself to tell him how you felt. A fear that maybe you'd read the signals wrong and he'd reject you.
Even though it meant hiding your feelings, you were still so happy to be friends. You enjoyed conversations with him more than anyone else, always leaving them with a full heart. He felt warm, comfortable. You could be yourself around him. Sometimes he'd give you advice for your writing, and you'd proofread his lyrics. It was an unspoken agreement to keep dreaming, together.
Slowly however, your mind was starting to change. You loved being friends with him, but the touch of his fingertips against yours as you passed him his morning coffee was enough to change your mind. It made your thoughts wander to what it was like to hold his hand. His warm and comforting touch sending sensations across your skin.
So you'd created a plan. Being the writer that you are, what better way to confess than writing a letter? The whole walk home (actually all day) you'd been planning it out. What you wanted to write, which color pens to write with, everything. It was the first thing you did when you got home, getting out the good stationary.
In the light of your lamp, you tapped the pink pen against your desk. What should I say? I don't want to write the wrong thing.. You looked out your window at the bright shine of the moon. Somewhere in the stars, you heard an answer: Speak from your heart.
Dear Yoongi,
It's been so much fun getting to know you! I love our daily conversations while you order your coffee. You always bring a smile to my face. You're my best friend. But, recently I've wanted that to change. Honestly, since I've met you I've had a weird fascination with you. I like you, Yoongi. I wanted to tell you that. My crush on you has just gotten worse the more I get to know you, and I need to tell you how I feel.
I'm in love with you, Min Yoongi.
Sincerely,
Y/N
Folding the paper in your hands, you slide it into the crisp envelope. Was this a good idea? What if he doesn't like it? Maybe he'll think you're a creep. Maybe he'll think the same of you as he does of Minsoo. Despite all that, you were ready. You had to tell him how you felt, even if this later would change everything forever. Knowing Yoongi though, he'd be nice about rejecting you.
You left the letter placed neatly in the center of your desk, to be brought with you tomorrow morning.
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You got up that morning with a bright, happy energy. You decided to put on some makeup this morning, feeling excited and wanting to look as nice as you could. Looking through your closet, you went with a soft, pink dress instead of your usual jeans and sweatshirt.
Grabbing your bag, you were sure to place the letter safely inside a pocket of your purse.
The sun was clear and bright this morning. Your walk to work was pleasant. The cobblestones lining the sidewalk seemed to match up perfectly together, like little stone soulmates. the leaves rustled in the light breeze, birds chirping and flying so gracefully, it seemed as if they were floating. Everything was beautiful. And today, you felt, would be a great day.
You unlocked the door to your cafe. Checking the clock, you found yourself to be earlier than usual. You used the extra time to wipe down the tables and tuck in the chairs. Everything was visibly perfect.
Settling down at a table near the window, you drank your warm latte before the shop opened. The scent of cinnamon and nutmeg filled the air. For someone who was about to confess to her crush, you were surprisingly calm.
The morning rush came soon after you opened, and you were quickly making orders. The busy atmosphere was smooth with your newfound energy.
And once the last of the crowds cleared, the bell rang again. It was him.
The light from outside lit his frame so beautifully, a halo almost visible. His smile was sweet, like always. He was dressed in a light yellow sweater. You grinned widely at him, this was it!
"Hey Y/N," he greeted.
"Hello! The usual?"
He nodded. You walked over to the machines, carefully grinding the coffee beans to a fine powder. You took the mixture and began taking it to another machine. The whole thing was done with ease, a sign of your own expertise.
As you'd finished up and went to grab a lid for it, your hand slipped and spilled the drink. All over the letter you had carelessly set in the open. Why does this always happen whenever he's around?
"Shoot! Y/N, are you okay?" He ran over behind the counter to where you stood.
"y-yeah. It's fine"
"What was this?" He admired the letter that was now soaked, "It's very pretty"
"Oh, nothing. It's okay" You slowly picked up the soggy envelope and walked it over to the trash can.
"It looked like it was something important"
You sighed, "Well, it's okay. I'll just have to make a new one"
"Do you need help? I can help you!" He beamed.
"No! No, it's uh, it's okay. Don't worry about it" You waved your hands in disagreement. Can you imagine? Him helping me write a love letter, FOR HIM?!
"Okay, well if you ever do need help," He gently engulfed your hands in his, "I'm here for you, Y/N."
You stared up at him, his soft gaze meeting yours. Wow, how you could get lost in those eyes.
"I-I uh," You muttered, "I'm sorry about your coffee"
"Don't worry about that! I don't mind. In fact..." He trailed off, grabbing a towel to clean up the spill, "Can you teach me how to make one?"
"Why, so you can start up a rival cafe?" You joked.
"No! I would never," He laughed, "so I can spend time with you"
You smiled. After the two of you cleaned up the spill, you began to teach him the ropes of making coffee. It was just the two of you in your quiet corner of the cafe. And even though your attempt at confessing had been ruined, you still felt just as happy as you did this morning. Yoongi could never fail at making you smile. There would be another time, another letter, but in this moment, it was just the two of you. And he was all you could ever need.
this looks kinda ugly but i wanted to make this photo my wallpper so bad sonincase you guys wanted it as well here u go. im sorry. i’m not an editor🥵✊🏻
𝖲𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗈𝖽𝗒 | 𝖬𝗂𝗇 𝖸𝗈𝗈𝗇𝗀i
pairing: dad!Yoongi × f!reader
genre: romance
warnings : pure fluff, too much sweetness, protagonist's daughter was sick, mention of puking, a little bit of coffee addiction, SO SO SWEET.
synopsis: your daughter was sick, and you and your husband are worried, but you woke up to a sweet surprise.
a/n: Hii,this is my first time publishing something here. English is not my native language, so please forgive me for any mistakes and don't esiste to tell me what's wrong! I just wrote what was on my mind.Enjoy≽^•⩊•^≼
a/n 2 : Hope you liked it! Let me know if you have some requests!
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You wake up next to your husband, still exhausted from the night before. Your daughter puked all day, and, clearly worried, you had a restless sleep. It was around 6.00 a.m. and your hand automatically came out of the sheets to cover your eyes from the sun. Someone murmured beside you, and you understood that your husband was awake as well.
"You're already awake? I had a fitful night, and I'm sure you had it too, honey."
The cold atmosphere of December made you shiver, and Yoongi suddenly hugged you tightly as he spoke gently to you, concerned about your sleep and with his mind full of thoughts for your daughter.
"Choon-Hee must be in dreamland now, I hope she had a better sleep than us. She was feeling better, isn't she?"
You nodded slightly, inhaling the sweet scent of your husband's skin and caressing his long hair to reassure him.
"She stopped puking, at least...I really hope she's feeling better now"
You sighed, now thinking about your lovely daughter and how you hated to see her in such a state. Her usually bright voice, yesterday was like a whisper, and her glowing eyes hadn't the same spark. She was usually a cheerful child, and seeing her twisted from the pain made you so concerned. Around 9 p.m. she started to feel better, she had stopped vomiting.
But your lovely daughter was really tired and you hoped that today she'd feel better.
"Let's go check on her and then go downstairs. I need coffee to go through the day"
You wouldn't say that you were addicted to caffeine, but it was like a necessity for you to stay active, especially after that horrible night, and your husband was as addicted as you. He jumped out of the bed at the thought of the sour taste of coffee.
And so, hand in hand, you came out from under the sheets, immediately noticing how cold it was outside of them.
You two slowly approached your daughter’s room and with a gentle step Yoongi approached Choon-Hee, touching her forehead to control her temperature. Immediately, her little hand moved and her sweet eyes opened slowly.
"Honey, how are you feeling?" It was Yoongi who, visibly worried, asked her that question even though your daughter was still half asleep, but when she hinted a smile, your hearts warmed.
"I feel better Dad. I want to have breakfast with you, I promise not to throw up anymore"
You put a hand on Yoongi’s back, which at the time was lowered, to fill your daughter’s face with kisses.
"Come on, let’s have breakfast together"
You breathed a sigh of relief when you saw your daughter in that condition, she really seemed fine and you hoped that she had healed for good.
As soon as you arrived in the kitchen, your daughter didn’t even give time to sit down. She immediately asked to play with Dad’s instruments.
Your husband was a producer, very famous and above all, very good. He called himself "genius" and that’s exactly how he won you over, one of his many qualities was to get you emotional with his music, and your daughter wanted to compose a song just like her dad.
"Do you want to do like your dad mh? Do you already have this passion?"
He asked her and she immediately sat on his legs, while he fixed the instruments in front of him and with a proud look, he approached your daughter’s little fingers "they are all yours, let me see what you can do"
And while you were making breakfast, glancing from time to time to observe your daughter, who with her frowning eyebrows composed her first melody, your husband’s words melted you in the blink of an eye.
"Our girl is a genius"
Even though he knew that he was the genius among you, he would make her happy just to see her smile.Proud of her melody, Choon-Hee rose quickly from her father’s lap to dive into the sofa, exclaiming loudly "the life of a producer is really tiring"
That comment made you laugh, but you tried in every way to hide your laughter and felt your husband’s arms tighten you from behind.
"Was the melody that good?"
You asked quietly, preparing the much desired coffee.
"You know, I think I could use this tune for my next song"
You both laughed, enjoying that wonderful day, which fortunately had started in the best way.
After all, with your husband and daughter by your side, every day started off just right.
❁ pictures you've taken of your boyfriend, Yoongi
More of the boyfriend pictures series
여기 ocean view
매일 I'll give it to you
His power...
Song: Strange - Agust D ft. RM
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