"The Beautiful Boy." || Yoongi/Suga || « part two »
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(A/n: Thank you all so much for 57k reads, that's mind-blowing! I'm glad you all are enjoying my story! Another exciting thing that happened today, Mono was released! It's amazing, I listened to the entire album on Spotify! I hope you all enjoy and have a wonderful day/night! ☀️🌈💕✨)
Requested by: @I_Am_The_MULTLFANDOM
Song: "Too Good" by Troye Sivan
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M/N's P.O.V
I walked into the music room and quickly shut the oak door behind me, finally escaping the loud hip-hop music and the godawful smells of puke and alcohol mixed together. The intoxicating smell of rosin and old music filled my nose as I set my gaze on the back of the small, black-haired man, who had stolen my heart and locked it in a cage.
"Yoongi?" I asked, seeing he was sitting at a beautiful, black piano, playing to his heart's content. "Did you get my messages?" I walked over to him, sitting down beside him on the piano bench.
"Yeah, I got them." He replied, playing a tone I swear I had heard before. "What did you want to say?" He glanced up at me for a second before returning his gaze to the piano keys.
"I... I wanted to ask, uh, if we could play the piano together...?" I struggled to say the words I wanted to say.
It was as if the words were lodge in my throat, not daring to say the three words I wanted them to say.
"That's all?" He inquired, his playing slowly coming to a stop. "What do you want to play?" I smiled softly, the perfect song coming to mind.
"Too Good... I love that song." I mumbled, staring down at the piano keys. "I can sing and help play." He gave me a gummy smile and nodded.
"You've always had a lovely singing voice, (M/n)." He stated, readying his fingers in the keys. "You should sing more often... The whole world stops to hear you when you sing."
"Thank you." I shyly mumbled, a dark blush forming on my cheeks. He had such a way with words, I only wish I could describe things or see the world the way he did.
I was drawn out of my thoughts as he began to play the soft yet heartbreaking melody of Too Good.
"Scared my love, you'll go. Spend my love, heart broke." I began to sing, realizing how much this song hurt to sing aloud. "So my love, don't show. Scared my love, you'll go. Too good to be, good for me. Too bad that that's all I need. Too good to be, good for me. Too bad that that's all I need. All I need. Fingers walk your thigh. Breathe my love, get high. And oh, I'm so scared. And oh, I'm so scared..." My voice wavered as tears flooded my eyes, blurring my vision as my fingers stopped dancing along the keys.
"Hey, you okay?" His hand gently rubbed my back, sending shivers down my spine as I tried to regain my composure. I weakly nodded, quickly wiping away the tears that threatened to fall.
"I'm fine." I lied, feeling my heartbreak as negative words filled my mind. "I think I'll head home... All the noise has given me an awful headache." I faked a smile as I stood up from the bench.
"Okay." He lightly nodded, turning towards with open arms. "I usually don't give hugs, but you look like you could use one." My heart fluttered as I bent down, wrapping my arms around his figure.
"Thanks..." My voice was muffled by his shoulder, but I knew he heard me. I pulled away from him, pain filling every part of me as I waved goodbye and walked towards the door, leaving him to watch my departure.
He'll never love me back, he only sees me as a friend. A friend that's not supposed to like him. A friend he sees as his little brother. I am only his friend and that's all I'll ever be to him. A friend; the two words that shattered my heart into pieces, leaving it on the floor. I loved him, every flaw, every quirky thing he did, I loved every part of him, but he would never love me back.
I tried to stay hopeful, hoping maybe there was a possibility he could. But he had always loved girls, I had seen him get girlfriend after girlfriend, they always left him heartbroken. He was always there though, occupying my thoughts, 24/7. Why do I fall in love with the wrong people... The people that won't love me back, the people who only see me as friends, the people
Why is it always me? Why can't I be the one who finally gets a happy ever after? Why is it always me who gets their heart broken, over and over again? Why?
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(A/n: There will be a part three, so don't worry! I hope you all enjoyed! ☀️✨💛)
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