Min Yoon-Gi

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Note: The illness being described in the story is not real, not that I know of. I didn't do any research

(Please play music in the media throughout the one shot to get a deeper feeling, if you wish to that is)

Italics - is your thoughts or you doing sign language

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(y/n) - your name

(h/l) - hair length

(h/c) - hair colour

(e/c) - eye colour

"(y/n)! wake up! you're late for the fan meet!" you instantly woke up and ran around like a headless chicken, brushing your teeth as you tried to put on pants. You jumped around, packing your bag as you tried to find a suitable shirt to wear, along with your shoes. The door suddenly opens and you see Aunt G grinning with a mischievous glint in her eyes. You stop short and glare at her.

"I'm not late am I?"

She shakes her head and you drop on the bed, an arm over your eyes.

"Why did you do that!?"

"It was the only way I could wake you after 5 tries. You really are a deep sleeper." Getting up slowly, you fix yourself as you stood in the mirror. Wearing some ripped jeans and an oversized jumper, you put on your boots and packed your bag. You gingerly picked up the letters, hugging them and placing them carefully in your bag, making sure to not get crushed by the medication or the oxygen tank. Brushing your hair then tying it up, you head downstairs to be greeted by an amazing smell. You sit down at the table, eating with Aunt G and talking to her about yesterday. She wasn't surprised as she knew how amazing a musician you were. Time flew by and you had to head out to the fan meet. Tickets in your pocket, you walked out, closing the door behind you. Taking a deep breath, you started walking to your destination. Coming across the arena in no time, you headed towards the door. You handed in your ticket and went to sit down in your designated seat, which was right in the middle. No one was here besides a few fans, but you didn't mind. A seat was then occupied on your left and you turned to see quite an energetic girl. She had long black hair but big doll-like eyes that were brown. She turned and waved at you. You wave back shyly.

"Hi! Are you excited!?" she asks in Korean and you shake your head. Her smile turns into a frown and you shake your hands.

"I can't speak Korean."

You sign language and she looks back at you shocked. You hold up a finger, gesturing for her to wait a minute. You take out your phone and translate what you were trying to say.

"Omo! You are a foreigner. I am so sorry!" She types back and you smile at her.

"It is ok. I cannot really speak at all."

"What is your name? Mine is Sunhi."

"(y/n)."

"How long have you been in Seoul?"

"I just arrived yesterday. I was given tickets for the fan meeting as a gift."

"Omo! These tickets are really expensive you are really lucky. May I ask how old you are."

"22 years."

"So you are my Noona! I am 17. That is pretty awesome seeing someone in their twenties like BTS. Normally, wouldn't it be young teens?"

"Maybe. But BTS helped me find my future. So I am here to thank them."

"That is so sweet! Maybe we can hang out after this. Let me show you around."

"That would be great. Thank you."

"Hey, have you heard about the rumour of an amazing pianist yesterday?" you blush slightly and nod.

"Um, that might have been me."

"OMO! NO WAY! You are way more awesome now!"

"I work in a music industry as an assistant and artist, though they are instrumental, seeing as I cannot sing."

"That is freaking amazing! You have to show me a few of your songs! There was also a rumour that Min Yoongi was listening outside the cafe."

"He was!?" you blush more darkly, your heart racing.

"Ooo, someone likes Yoongi. You are close to his age as well. Honestly, I would love to see you two together. Such a perfect match. Two amazing musicians."

"That will never happen. There are many other lovely girls here. Even you."

"Why thank you, but my bias is Jungkook. He is so cute!"

"He is." you smile at how lively Sunhi was. The two of you kept talking until the band had officially arrived, taking their seats at the table. The fans immediately went into an uproar, screaming and squealing as the members waved at the fans. The meeting was in progress and you smiled, happy to see them finally in person.

Yoongi sat on the couch, his head laying back as he thought of you again. His eyes were closed, the music still heard. A faint smile was seen on his lips and the other members saw this.

"Yoongi Hyung. Why are you smiling like that?"Jungkook asks, curious to know what made his tired hyung to smile so brightly. Yoongi peeped an eye open and saw the rest smirking at him, thinking more on the dirty side. He groans, knowing he will get teased.

"I bet its a girl he saw today." Jin says.

"Who was it? What did she look like? Is she nice?" Taehyung exploded with questions, curious as well.

"Maybe he's thinking of her in his bed." Jimin smirks, "Ow!" until he received a hit to the head by a disapproving Jin.

"Maybe she is coming to the fan meet today. I can't wait!" Hoseok grins.

"Let's see. We have to go out there now. Maybe you can spot her in the crowd." Namjoon says, smirking at Yoongi.

"Just drop it, please. I don't know if she is coming. I saw her once yesterday." Yoongi mumbles and everyone grins at how in love he was.

"Forbidden love. That is cute Hyung." Jungkook grins as their manager walks in.

"Time to go boys. The fans are waiting." The boys nod and head out. When they hit the stage, the fans all cheer and scream out. The boys wave and smile back but Yoongi was searching the crowd. He stopped where he was on the stage, his eyes landing on you. You didn't notice him staring, talking to a friend next to you. Yoongi awes at your bright smile, that shining glint in your eyes. The rest of the members smirk as they sit down, noticing Yoongi still standing on the stage. He smiles slightly, looking at your appearance. He thought of how adorable you looked in an oversized sweater, your hair tied up with your fringe covering a bit of your eyes. How he wanted to go over there and place a stray hair behind your ears. Yoongi didn't notice he was being pulled and was forced to sit, still staring at you. The fans asked what he was staring at but didn't answer. You finally turned around and Yoongi admired your face. He placed his head in his hand as he watched you place your glasses on, making you look more adorable with wide happy eyes. He was being nudged and Yoongi finally turned around to glare at Jimin, the rest looking over at Yoongi.

"Is that her? The one with the sweater and glasses?"Jimin smirks as Yoongi rolled his eyes.

"There are many other fans here with glasses and a sweater."

"Yes, but they don't have (h/l) (h/c) hair or (e/c) eyes. Now, do they." Namjoon was being smug, noticing a slight blush on his cheeks.

"She must be around your age, she looks to be the oldest here." Jungkook mumbles, blushing a bit at his Noona. Yoongi glares at Jungkook with a 'back off, she's mine' face. The others all hoot and laugh at this.

"So it is her. She is cute." Jin says, continuing to tease Yoongi.

"Especially with her glasses and that large sweater." Hoseok says, grinning.

"Wonder what she looks without that sweater." Jimin mumbles, smirking at Yoongi. Yoongi starts to fume but holds it in. He didn't want the others going after you.

"Back off." Yoongi says before turning towards the fans, answering a few questions. He continues to stare at you and your eyes finally meet. Yoongi's breath hitches when he sees a blush rising on your cheeks, fumbling over his words as he tries to talk to a fan. The others cover for him and you blink before looking away. Yoongi's cheeks heat up as he saw you hide your face, talking to your squealing friend.

"Why does she have to be so cute." Yoongi mumbles and forgot that the microphone was in front of him. The fans all start asking questions about who Yoongi was talking about. He watches as you blush darker, and he smiles at how cute you were acting. One of the members quickly came up with a believable excuse, the fans aweing and leaving Yoongi be as he held his head in his hands, still smiling at you. It was time for the fans to come and personally give their gifts to the members and Yoongi didn't stop moving in his seat. He couldn't wait to talk to you. Multiple fans passed by until he saw you meet Jin, Namjoon, Taehyung, Jungkook, Hoseok, and Jimin, all handing them a letter. You bowed at each of them before leaving for him last. You caused bewilderment in the members as they didn't get to talk to you. Your friend talking to them for you, apologizing as you couldn't speak. You finally arrived at Yoongi and he stared at you, still smiling.

"Hello." He said softly in English and you jump before looking up in wide eyes. Out of habit, you sign language but stop short, remembering that he wouldn't understand you. You take your phone out and typed something before handing it to Sunhi.

"It was very nice to meet you. I am sorry that was not able to get much but I hope you read this letter. Thank you for everything you have done for me." Sunhi spoke in Korean as you looked down and handed Yoongi his letter. He watched surprised when his hand touched yours slightly, making you jump again. He wondered what you meant. You were going to pull your hand away when Yoongi grabbed it. He loved the feel of your small hand in his, how it fit perfectly. You blush darker and stare up at him, Yoongi blushing as well.

"Thank you. I will read and keep this. I hope we meet again." Yoongi spoke in English and you gape up at him. He wants to meet me again? Yoongi brings your hand up to his lips and softly kisses the back of it. He watches in amusement when your face turns completely red. You take your hand back slowly before bowing repeatedly. Sunhi fangirls out loud and takes you away to your seat before you pass out. Yoongi smiles as you curl up in a ball, trying to hide from his stare. "Why are you so adorable?"

Your heart was beating fast, the adrenaline flowing through your veins. You could still feel his stare roaming your body, sending chills down your back. You were blushing bright red and Sunhi was fangirling at what had happened. You take a peek from beneath your clothes and see Yoongi a bit preoccupied with the other fans. Turning over to Sunhi, you notice her jumping up and down in her seat like she was on a sugar high or something. She quickly types on your phone and hands it to you.

"I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT HAPPENED!? MY SHIP IS SAILING!"

"Do you think he will read the letter?"

"Of course! I can tell he is in love with you. How'd you do that!?"

"I am not sure, but I can't stop blushing!"

"Awe, Noona is in love with Yoongi and Yoongi is in love with Noona. This is so cute!"

"Shut your mouth." You pout at Sunhi as she grins at you, still bouncing in her seat. Your heart continues to beat fast as the fans return to their seats, Yoongi now staring at you. Your chest starts to feel uncomfortable so you shift around. You suddenly wince slightly, gripping your shirt above your heart. You bend over as stabs of pain erupt from your chest. Your breathing becomes ragged and the room starts to spin. No. Not now. Not again! You stumble to look for your bag, accidentally spilling the contents. Fans turn to see what was going on as you have more troubling breathing. My medication where are they!? You try to pack your belongings back in the bag but fall to the floor. Some people try to help you but could not understand. The pain in your chest increasing every second and you scream out. Tears fall from your eyes as blood trickling out from your mouth. Your lungs contract and they stop working, making it harder to breathe. You turn to your side and the last thing you see is Yoongi running towards you before you fell into darkness.

Yoongi stared at you again as the fans returned back to their seats. He held his head in his hands again and saw you talking with your friend. He notices you grip your shirt and he sits up straighter, adrenaline pumping. He sees you bend over and wince in pain. He looks around to see if anyone notices and turns back to see your bag spilling everything and you fall to the floor. Yoongi's heart beats faster and he stands up, knocking his chair back. Fans start to swarm you and the members stand up as well.

"Is she ok?" The members seem to ask all at once, glancing at the fear in Yoongi's eyes. Yoongi hears something drop and looks over the table to see a bottle. Standing up and picking it up, he looks over the bottle, trying to understand what it was saying. He looks up when he hears you scream in pain.

"Move out of the way!" Eyes wide and scared for you, he runs over ignoring the members. Tears brim his eyes as he sees blood trickling out from your mouth. He drops to the floor next to you, placing your head in his lap. He looks around to see your oxygen mask and quickly puts that on you. Yoongi ignores the blood and urges for you to wake up.

"Move out of the way please!" the members all ask to give Yoongi space as he slings the pack on his back, picking you up in his arms. He runs past the members and out the arena. Yoongi runs backstage to the biggest room he could find and barge through the door. He ends up being in one of the music rooms and found a couch near the right side of the room. Yoongi carefully places you down on the couch, hoping that you would still be breathing. Yoongi lays down beside the couch, holding onto your hand as tears started to brim in his eyes. He notices your chest slowly moving up and down, relief flooding through him knowing that you're breathing.

"Please wake up! Don't go, I'm begging you." Yoongi starts to cry, tears falling down his cheek. Yoongi doesn't go back out, in fear that the fans might be asking what was happening. The members all suddenly barge in, a medic in following close behind him. The medic's eyes widen and he instantly calls the hospital. Yoongi continues to hold onto your hand, staying by your side as doctors and nurses enter the room after much struggle from the publicity. "Please help her!" Your hand gets taken from Yoongi's and he gets pulled back by the nurses to leave the room. He lurches forward but is held back by two of the members as the door was closed in front of him. "No, please! Let me be with her! Please! I need to know if she is ok!" Yoongi falls to the floor, tears falling to the floor.

"He loves her. But they have only met." Jungkook says, confused. Jin sadly looks at Yoongi, placing an arm on the Maknae's shoulder.

"This was fate. They are meant to be together." The others all stared at Jin, wide-eyed. They help Yoongi on his feet but he stumbles as he is placed on a chair.

"Yoongi, the manager won't be happy with what happened." Namjoon says.

"I don't care. I want her to be ok." Yoongi fists his hands, his head lowering to the floor. Tears don't seem to stop as he wonders why he cares so much about you.

"You two were meant to be." Hoseok says as Yoongi looks up at him.

"Why do I feel that I need to protect her, be by her side? Why is it that I want to get to know her better? Know what she likes and her dislikes. I want to know everything about her. I want to hold her close to me. Why do I feel like this?" Yoongi mumbles out and the members stare at him.

"Love at first sight it seems." Taehyung says, smiling softly.

"You love her. Even if you don't know her name." Jimin says, patting Yoongi's back. Yoongi looks down at the floor, contemplating everything that had happened. The members all wait by Yoongi's side and he is grateful for that. Yoongi shakily takes out your letter and reads it, the only thing that he has of you with him at the moment.

Breathing heavily, Yoongi stands by the doorway and almost stops breathing himself. He sees you lay there so fragile and small, almost swallowed up by the countless wires and needles. He walks forward quietly as if he was afraid you might break and disappear. He slowly takes your hand in his and kneels down by the couch. He stays in that position until he hears someone enter the room. Yoongi turns around and sees a doctor, instantly standing up.

"Please tell me she is ok. Is she ok? What happened?" tears brim Yoongi's eyes and the doctor stands there in wonder. Smiling sadly, he nods his head.

"She seems to have an illness considering her lungs. They were very weak and it seemed she needed to take constant medication for that as well as her having to carry around an oxygen tank. And her voice box is underdeveloped too, so she can't speak without damaging them and coughing up blood." Yoongi almost stops breathing, his heart hurting at the news of you suffering through so many years with this illness.

"Is there a cure?" the doctor shakes his head slowly and Yoongi falls to his knees, his mind still not being able to process the information. The doctor tries to help him up but Yoongi pushes him away. He stands up and stumbles your way, sitting beside the couch once more. Time seems to slip by and Yoongi silently waits by your side so you could wake up. Tears continue to fall and Yoongi stands up, to get some water for you when you wake up. He walks past the members, all wondering how you were but Yoongi couldn't talk to them. Getting a bottle of water, he returns to the room to see you sitting up. Yoongi stands there frozen not knowing what to do. He watches as you struggle to lean over to your bag and get your medication. You wince in pain, breathing heavily into the mask, your small hands getting a bottle of water and your medication. Yoongi's heart breaks when he sees your hands shake as you take a pill, breathing deeply into the mask. Yoongi was about to walk over to you when you shakily stood up, the blanket around your shoulders and you holding onto the couch for support. You shakily walk to the grand piano that sits majestically in the middle of the room and slump down on the seat.

Yoongi enters the room quietly, still unsure what to do. He watches as you play a key with a finger, letting the single note hang in the air, you play another, adding rhythm and beat to the song. Yoongi instantly recognizes the song as you sweep past the keys, creating the melody and the harmony. Yoongi feels the unending sadness blooming the song, the pain that resonates within the harmony. Yoongi starts to walk towards you and sits next to you quietly. You continue to play, tears streaming down your cheeks as you don't notice the presence next to you. You sob out in pain and sadness, the music drifting through the door and into the arena for all to hear. Your body sways with the music, your heart getting lost in the rhythm. The chorus comes up and you play the beat as if you were banging down on the keys. Tears stream non stop and Yoongi watches, tears falling down his cheeks as he couldn't help you. You press harder against the keys, in the end banging on them as you bend over, crying heavily. You bite your lip so to not make any noise, Yoongi watching your small figure shaking violently. Yoongi starts to play, his fingers moving along the keys. Your eyes widen as you stop abruptly, letting Yoongi to play on. You sit there frozen, feeling the sadness emanating from the song as Yoongi continues. You notice the tears streaming down his cheeks when he ends the song. Yoongi looks at you, sadness in his eyes. You stand up and start to walk away, afraid to look Yoongi in the eye. Your breathing starts to get ragged again and you fall to the floor. Yoongi catches you before you could hit the floor. Yoongi hugs you from behind, rocking you slightly as you sit in his lap, your breathing calming down. You lay your head on his chest, gripping Yoongi's shirt in your hands.

"T-thank. Y-you." you whisper, instant pain coming from your throat. You try not to cough as you continue. "Y-you. F-first. H-hear. S-speak." you swallow the pain from your throat. Yoongi's eyes widen at your sweet voice. So soft and angelic. He wanted to hear you talk all the time, no matter the topic. He would sit and let you talk days on end, just to hear your voice, and him being the first ever person to hear you speak made him grin at you. Yoongi turns you around so you were facing him, legs on either side of his waist.

"I read your letter." You gulp as Yoongi hugs your waist, his head resting on your neck. "I am glad you look up to us and that we helped you find your love of music. I am glad I met you."

"T-thank. Y-you. G-glad. M-meet. Y-you." you whisper again, hugging Yoongi.

"I never did get your name." Yoongi says as he pulls back.

"(y-y/n)."

"That is a beautiful name for a beautiful girl." you blush instantly along with Yoongi as he grabs your hand in his. He kisses the back softly, glancing up at you. You hum I Need You and Yoongi joins in, singing with you.

"I Need You Girl." Yoongi whispers, a hand to your cheek. He leans forward and leans his forehead on yours. Yoongi brushes his lips close to yours as if asking permission. You lean forward and capture his lips with yours and Yoongi deepens the kiss. Your hands around his neck as Yoongi wraps an arm around your waist, bringing you closer to him.

Meanwhile, at the entrance of the doorway.

"Jungkook! Do not watch this! You are too young!" Jin exclaims, covering the eyes of the Maknae, the others grinning and smirking at the scene in front of them.

"We are so getting him for this." Jimin says and Namjoon videotapes the whole thing, though sweet. Taehyung and Hoseok awe at the romantic scene, leaning against each other.

"Oh grow up you all." Yoongi yells over his shoulder, glaring at his friends.