#bts singing

JIMIN SINGING HOUSE OF CARDS

Hoseok flawlessly hitting the high note from Taehyung’s ‘Stigma’

Pairing: Reader x Min Yoongi Word Count: 700  Genre: Fluff/Drabble

A/N: School is kicking my butt right now, but I was bored today and kinda based this around today’s events for me. And yeah, I had 3 cups of coffee at 7 pm. Hopefully its relatable enough. Enjoy! XOXO,  은지

It had been a long and boring Saturday for you. You had gone to the gym to work out for an hour in the morning, then gone grocery shopping and returned home. Your boyfriend was gone for the day for business related to his band's most recent album release, and you were left alone to fend for yourself. 

It wasn't that there weren't things to do to fill your day, it was just that they weren't very mentally or emotionally stimulating. All day long you had busied yourself with small errands. You washed and folded the laundry, taking the extra time to mend a tear in one of Yoongi's sweaters that you loved to wear so much. You watched a few episodes of your favorite drama in between study sessions for your upcoming tests in college, as well as shuffling through the flashcards and grammar books of Korean, trying to improve upon little nuances of the language that you still didn't have down.  

Finally running out of ideas and beginning to get tired, you made a pot of coffee to keep you awake until Yoongi arrived home, which you were sure would be late that night. You looked at the clock to find it was only 7 pm and wondered if Yoongi was as sleepy as you were at that moment. Minutes later, you were halfway through your second cup of coffee and feeling at least slightly more awake than you had been before, and filled with enough energy to tackle another few minutes of studying before becoming bored. Taking your laptop from the table, you relocated across the room to the piano bench, placing the device gently at an awkward angle above the keyboard. With a few clicks, you brought up a chord website and searched through the songs until you found one that sparked your interest.

Playing piano had never been one of your strong points, but you had taken lessons as a child, and still remembered enough to play songs by chord, even if you sucked at reading sheet music. A love for music was one of the things that you and your boyfriend had in common, although he excelled at it, while you were more one to sit and listen instead of making music of your own. Soon enough, however, you were lost in the music, skipping around to play different pop songs, even some from Bangtan. The world outside your apartment window grew dark, but still, you sang and played to fill up the empty apartment around you. If nothing else, it was distracting you and keeping you awake. In the first few lines of "I Need U", as you sang, you saw two slender hands creep onto the keyboard next to each of yours, suddenly taking over the light melody. You could smell Yoongi's cologne and felt him press a gentle kiss to the base of your neck. Embarrassed, you gasped and immediately jerked your hands from the piano, bringing them to cover your face instead.

"Baby, why did you stop?" Yoongi asked.

"You scared me," you laughed and smiled to yourself, still catching your breath from the surprise. "And besides, no one needs to hear me sing anyway. I was just wasting time until you got home." You turned to look at your boyfriend and pecked his cheek. 

"No, you sound so pretty, I promise," He said, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. "I missed you today," he murmured, the words muffled but the air from his mouth tickling your skin. "Just one last song, and then we can go to bed," he nearly begged, looking up into your eyes again and giving you a gummy smile. 

"Fine," you sighed, knowing you couldn't resist him. He took a step over the piano bench and sat down beside you before pulling you into his lap, you having to settle between his legs so your legs wouldn't be squished under the piano. Once again, Yoongi's hands danced across the keys and music filled your apartment, and you started singing, switching off with him when you reached the rap parts of the song.