Namjoon's Pov

As I walked next to Yuki eating my strawberry ice cream, we enjoyed the fall breeze as the ice cream made my entire mouth cold melting on my tounge. "Namjoon can you lower down to my height?" Yuki looked up at me as I looked down at how small she looks next to me. I narrowed my eyes at her, "Why?" I scooped another spoonful of my strawberry ice cream.

"Just... lower down," she pulled my arm down until I was about her height. I chuckled at her, she took her spoon and took some of my ice cream, "Hey?!" My voice cracked as I stood up straight looking down in my bowl of ice cream. Yuki giggled, "Not bad, no wonder you like strawberry," she had her eyes closed savoring the taste of the strawberry melting in her mouth. I smirked as I stared at her mint chocolate chip ice cream, I stuck the plastic spoon in my ice cream and snatched her bowl of ice cream and ran.

"Wha- YAHH!!!" She shouted running after me, I looked back and laughed. "Kim Namjoon! Give me back my ice cream!" She had her fist in the air running after me. "Mmm, mint chocolate chip ice cream is actually really delicious!" I ran taking a scoop of her ice cream. "You dare ate my ice cream!" Her high pitch scream pierced as I laughed harder.

"That's for eating my strawberry ice cream without my permission!" I shouted back at her. "OKAY! Stop... I- I can't run anymore," I looked back and she was panting with her hands on her knees. I jogged back to her, "Here," I held out my hand to help her stand. She took the offer and stole her ice cream back leaving dumbfounded. "Hey!" She laughed jumping up and down like a kid, "I tricked you~" She sang as I chuckled at her cuteness. "You sure did."

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Yukiko's Pov

Back to school, don't want to wake up. Namjoon has been messaging me all morning, as my phone did not stop buzzing. I covered my head with my blanket groaning. Frustrated and annoyed, I sat up taking my phone off the lamp desk next to my white bed.

Namjoon: Yuki!

Namjoon: YUKI YUKI YUKI!!!

Namjoon: Wake up! Rise and shine sunshine!

Namjoon: Yuki CHAN~~~~

I didn't want to read the rest, 'What do you want? It's so damn early!' I messaged back, resting my head back on the pillow with a groan and a yawn afterwards. Right when I was about to drift back to sleep, my phone that was resting on my stomach buzzed. I lazily took my phone and stared at the screen, with an unamused look.

Namjoon: oh you're finally awake, good morning!

I gave a slight chuckle, still laying on my bed scrolling through social media, when my phone buzzed again.

Namjoon: Wanna meet up at school?

Yukiko: Um what for?

Namjoon: I want to show you something.

Yukiko: Like what?

Namjoon: It's a surprise! Meet me in the music room at 6.

I looked at the time on my phone, 5:38 am. I sighed and messeged him that I'll be there. I left a note on the refrigerator to let mom know I went to school early. I walked to school as usual, it was still a bit dark outside as the sun was still rising up. Even the sun knows when to rise, instead of having someone to wake you up. The school doors were unlocked and open for other students who came to school early.

I walked down the empty and dimly lit hallways, and into the music room. I slid the door open and no one was in the room, I took my phone to look at the time, 6:01. I look up from my phone, with the expression of what-the-heck? Namjoon said to be here at 6 and he's not here, another thing that isn't here in the room, is the piano. The piano is not in the room, what the heck is going on?

From afar, the halls echoed with the sound of the piano playing Moonlight Sonata. Twirling on the heels of my shoes, I walked out the door following the sound of where Moonlight Sonata is playing. He could be playing anywhere, on the left sounds a bit more faint, and the right sounds a bit louder. I followed the sound turning to the right walking into the four way hallway. I groaned, now where could the sound be from?

I listened to the song, his playing seems to be lacking with the flow as it became it bit more choppy. The corners of my lip tugged, as I kept going forward as the song ascended louder. I saw the sign that said 'auditorium', I pulled the door from the handle and on stage, stood the piano and Namjoon playing.

I walked down the aisle, and found my way on stage and stood next to the piano as he played Moonlight Sonata. He messed up his notes as he gawked at his mistake. I giggled at him with my hand over my mouth. When he finished he smile sweetly at me. "How did I do?" He peered over me, as he leaned against the piano.

I rubbed my chin with a hum, "It was too choppy, need more work," I look up and nodded, "You criticizing my playing instead of how well I do?" Namjoon rose an eyebrow. I hummed again, "Wow," was all Namjoon muttered as I giggled, "I'm joking, it was amazing and yes you were kind of choppy," I nudged his shoulder lightly. Namjoon sighed with his hands over his chest. "I was worried I played horribly, I practiced all week, day and night until I got it memorized," Namjoon said proudly.

I stared at him in disbelief and scoffed a laugh, "Good job then," I patted his arm. We chuckled together and thought we should play Moonlight Sonata again, as Namjoon played the harmony and I played the melody. After we finished playing, Namjoon said we should take the piano back to the music room before school started. I pushed while Namjoon dragged the front of the piano.

"Go to the right," I said, as Namjoon went to the left, "No no, my right!" He quickly went to my right as we continued to push and drag the piano. "Ugh, Namjoon. How did you.... drag the piano... into the auditorium?" I kept pushing, "I don't know, I just sort of did it," I cried silently to myself as I kept pushing the grand piano out of the auditorium. Finally, the piano was in the music room again, I sighed fanning myself. "That was a lot of work," Namjoon stood next to me, as he fanned himself too. "Yeah, and you squished my between the doors," I glared. He smiled sheepishly with a shrug, "Don't ever do this again, or else I'm leaving you behind to push the piano by yourself."

I took my back pack and walked out the door. Namjoon ran up to me, as he slung his bag over his shoulder. "If I do it again, I'm gonna make you help," he narrowed his eyes at me. I scoffed, "Yeah right," I sped into our homeroom and sat down. School started and class began. I couldn't help but to feel something is off with Yoongi. He doesn't look happy, his eyes and mouth says it all.

I tapped the end of my pen on the table bothered. My legs moved up and down, I couldn't focus. I really hate seeing someone upset or pissed rather than being happy. Once class was over, I turned around to face Yoongi. "Is everything okay?" I asked, Yoongi looked up from his notebook, "Yeah, every thing us fine," he emphasized his sentence, with a bit of annoyance and sarcasm I'm his tone.

I blinked, "Okay then, if you need someone to talk to, I'm here," I informed as I turned around. "Is Yoongi hyung okay?" Namjoon whispered in my ears as he glanced up at Yoongi. "I don't know, he said he's fine," I replied getting my next notebook out, for my next class. "If hyung said he's fine then he's fine, don't worry too much about hyung," Namjoon's voice harden as took another glance at Yoongi.

I look back at Yoongi as he stared at Namjoon and me, and looked away. I sense some tension between the two of them. Before Mrs. Choi walked in, I glanced at Taehyung if he knew what was going on. He just shrugged as Mrs. Choi began. Namjoon has been quiet and played close attention taking in notes. He would be poking my side by now and annoy me, but he's actually paying attention and taking notes. What is wrong with him?

A couple classes kept going, until it was our break time. Yoongi got up walking out of the classroom, with his hands in his front pockets of his pants. Yoongi rufles his hair turning to the left, as I kept staring at him though the window. In a short while Namjoon stood up, "I need to use the restroom, Tae you need to go to?" Namjoon motioned with his head, as Taehyung stared at Namjoon blankly.

"O-oh yeah," Taehyung stood up from his chair and left with Namjoon. I bit the inside my mouth and maybe I was composing, while the boys were out.

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Third person Pov

As Yoongi head out into the gym storage room, Namjoon came in followed by Taehyung and the rest of the boys. "Go play some basketball while we talk," Nmajoon looked over his shoulder, as his voice became serious, the tension that was rising heated. Jungkook and Jimin looked at each other before averting their gaze to Hoseok and Taehyung. If Jin was there, he would have stopped, but the eldest hyung isn't here, and the dongseng can't do anything to stop their hyungs.

They agreed and left the two boys staring face to face each other, "Don't think you can come every morning and play the piano with, Yukiko," Yoongi said with monotonously, titling his head slightly to the right. Namjoon scoffed, "I can do whatever I want," Namjoon's voice was low and husky. "Are you jealous hyung?" Namjoon's eyebrow twitched as he smiled.

"Of course I'm jealous, why wouldn't I when we both like her," Yoongi paused before continuing, "I was supposed to be the one there with her, playing the piano every morning," Yoongi's eyes spoke differently, anger and jealously. "I made my first move, why didn't you? Oh wait.... Maybe you were scared?" Namjoon provoked with tsk at the end of his sentence.

Yoongi's blood was boiling at this point, his hands clenched into a fight fist until his knuckles turned white. "What's wrong hyung? Are you scared you might lose to me? Ha," Namjoon chuckled, "I can give you a chance to be with her, hmm maybe today? No, tomorrow? Or never," Namjoon slurred the 'r' slowly making Yoongi even more pissed. "Stop, provoking me," Yoongi gritted through his teeth, as his nails dug into the palms of his hand.

"Me? Provoking you?" Namjoon was skeptical as he snorted, "You're funny hyung, I would never provoke you," Yoongi smirked as his eyes averted ready to kill. "I guess you just did," Yoongi said haugtedly, with a smirk rubbing the back of his head licking the corner of his lip.

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TBC!

A little bit of love from the author!! Because Spring is HERE!!! I don't have short hair, my hair is at the end of my ribcage but my hair was put back so it looks short.