His fingers glided on the huge musical instrument as you stood behind him, admiring his work. He had been trying for several weeks now, not exactly getting what he wanted. You saw him being frustrated but had no idea how to ease him.

You stood silently while you observed the turning pitches and calming music produced by your boyfriend's magical fingers in the epiphany of the piano.

Once he was done, his head clung deep between his shoulders, his eyes closing in defeat. You frowned at the gesture with confusion. You realized that the coffee cup you held in your hand had gotten colder by the minute, so you decided to go ahead and hand the man in distress the still warm container.

"What's wrong with it?" You asked, settling the coffee on the table, turning towards him. He puffed out a breath, "I just... can't seem to get the thing I'm looking for... It's just not there. I think the fans won't love it..." Your eyebrows furrowed further at that, as you moved closer to him while he rested his head on your tummy. "I like it though... it's calm and soothing, something I would love to hear before having a good night's sleep." You chanted to him, while flawlessly running your hands through his black locks.

He chuckled. "There's a difference between you and them... I feel like you love whatever I make or do" He grinned. "Surely there is a difference between them and me." You nodded while your eyebrows raised. " But believe me, I've been there. While I was just an ARMY, what you guys made wasn't the topic, it was all about supporting all of you without hesitation no matter what you made or how hard you fell." You stated, as a matter of fact. "And it still hasn't changed." You smiled, but when you saw him just nodding and humming rather than actually being content, you decided to lighten up the mood.

"Well." You said, now shifting your posture and gladly taking your seat on his lap. "I think, Mr.Min needs some inspiration." You said, turning around to face his smiling expression. "Really? SO what you gon' do for me, Ms. Y/N?" He asked, amusement filling his eyes. "Hmm... Let's see." You muttered cutely. "Why not, teach you a few notes? I'm sure you won't mind learning from the master will ya?" You asked raising an eyebrow at him, while he shook his head as an answer, his smile reaching his eyes while his head tilted to the side.

God am I whipped for her.

You settled further in his lap while you kept your fingers slightly on the piano, waiting for Yoongi to slide his finger above yours. And he did, of course, he closed his eyes while you concentrated on the keys that he made you press while his head rested on your shoulder in peace. Once a whole line was done, he gestured you to play it yourself. You looked at him from the side through your brown waves as he waited patiently. 

You dragged your fingers to the keyboard, pressing the keys slowly, but correctly. Trying your best to hit the right notes, you pressed the wrong key by mistake, giving the song a bit of a deep drop. "Oops... Sorry" You nervously chuckled, while Yoongi's eyes widened. He grinned wildly at you like a mad man to which you sat oblivious. "What?" You asked, expecting a follow of a joke, but instead, got surprised. "My father used to say, that 'Sometimes an inexperienced mistake is the biggest present." He mumbled. "And I suppose, Y/N, you proved him right." He grinned

Your eyes narrowed, unable to understand if this was sarcastic or real. "This is it! This sounds beautiful! Who doesn't love an unexpected beat drop?" He exclaimed slightly, which rarely happened, causing you to believe that his words were genuine. "Thank you, baby, you're literally the best!" He said, hugging you tightly, compelling you to squeal. 

"Well," You said, biting your lip to which Yoongi raised his eyebrows as a question. You teasingly moved in his lap, jumping on him slightly every minute on purpose. "My gift? " You let out, to which Yoongi's eyebrows raised even more now as his mouth opened in realization while nodding ever so slowly.

"Want it right now?" He asked, smiling cheekily at you. "Hmm... I wouldn't mind!" You cheerfully replied. "But...." "But?" He repeated. "The guys won't be gone for long, will they?" You asked, trying to sound as smooth and cute as possible, for you did not want Yoongi to find a reason to tease you. 

"Oh Y/N... It doesn't matter, there's no one right now. Besides, they'd be fuckin' God knows who, Why do we need to care?" He said, his voice deep as Yoongi now, while you squirmed lightly. His lips soon moved dangerously close to you, lingering around your jaw, delivering soft pecks. 

He reached his destination finally, but before he could touch your lips with his', you put a finger on his mouth. He frowned while you looked at him innocently. "But... What about the coffee?" You asked in a soft murmur, to which Yoongi looked into your eyes deeply. He put his arms around your legs and back, while he carried you in his arms as he stood up from the piano."Where are you taking me?" You asked, to which Yoongi let out a small grunt, still moving upstairs to his room with you scooped up in his arms. 

"How about some ice cream?"

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A/N

Hey peeps, who else loves ice cream like me? I'm a sucker for ice cream, jokes aside

See, I know they have abrupt endings, but what can I do? These are one-shots after all.

This was meant to be a fluff, thanks for reading the shit!

Stay pure

Min yoongi 🙂✊🏼