Piano

"Where are you going again Jimin-ah?" His mother asked him.

He was short of excuses, he hesitated for a long moment before answering his mother.

"Uhm I'm going to study with Taehyung." He bit his lips.

"You study everyday? Really Jimin?" She rolled her eyes.

"I mean, yeah, you know finals are approach-"

"Don't lie to me Park Jimin!" She screamed.

The young boy trembled with fear, he knew that his angry mother was no joke.

She left a deep sigh, trying to calm herself. "Okay now, tell me where you're going."

"To meet some friends." He whispered.

She approached him slowly. "And who are these friends?" She asked.

"Just some friends, I don't have to tell you everything eomma!"

"JIMI-" She couldn't catch him because he already slammed the door and ran away.

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"What's wrong Jimin? You don't look so well." Namjoon was worried.

"Nothing hyung don't worry about me." He looked around him. "Where is Hoseok hyung?"

"He told me that he'll be a little late, he has a meeting with the other dance instructors."

"Oh, I see." Jimin nodded.

"Say Jimin, can you play the piano?" The producer asked him after giving him a cup of orange juice.

"Just a little bit." He sighed. "I started learning it at school when I was still in England but my parents didn't let me continue so.." .

Namjoon smiled. "Want me to teach you?"

"But, we don't have a piano hyung." The younger said after taking a sip of the juice.

"I actually have one at home, it was my father's before. Wanna help me bring it here?"

Sparks lit in Jimin's eyes. "Oh my god, really hyung?!"

Namjoon laughed, "Look at how happy you are now!"

The musician was surprised when the younger suddenly hugged him.

"Thank you so much hyung!" He said.

They got into Namjoon's car to go home.

"Hey Hoseok-ah!" The older answered the phone call.

"We're going to my house to bring a piano, wanna help too?"

"Okay! I'll text you the address."

He hung up and turned to look at Jimin. "Hoseok is coming to help too, it's heavy so it would be easier with more people." He smiled.

"Oh, hyung! Want me to ask Taehyung? He can help too." Jimin proposed.

"Good idea!"

When they stopped at the red light, Namjoon made a call.

"Eomma! Prepare your famous bibimbap, I'm coming with some guests!" Namjoon smiled.

"Yeah, okay. Saranghe!"

Jimin smiled at the older.

"Why are you smiling to me like this Jiminie?"

"You're so sweet to your mum." He answered

Namjoon scratched the back of his neck nervously. "Well, we lived alone for so long so, she's like my best friend." He smiled.

"Lucky you." Jimin said and sighed heavily, making the older turn to look at him.

"Why do you say that?"

The younger hesitated before speaking. "Well, you know that I'm not in good terms with my

parents and especially my mum. I don't know, but we've never been that close."

The producer put his hand on Jimin's thigh to comfort him. "I'm sure that one day she will understand you."

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"Oh my god! What a great day to have such handsome men here in my house!" Ms. Kim welcomed her guests.

"Annyeonghaseyo Ms.Kim!" The three boys bowed to Namjoon's mum.

"You're so cute! Come in, come in boys!" She leaded them to the living room.

"Thank you for welcoming us Ms.Kim." Jimin said.

"You can call me eomonim! You must be Jimin, right?" She smiled.

The younger nodded. "Joonie talked a lot about you, thank you for trusting my son." She said, gratefully.

"All the pleasure is mine eomonim."

She went to the kitchen to continue preparing their lunch.

"Jimin-ah, come with me, I'll show you the piano." Namjoon grabbed Jimin's arm.

"Wow! I love it hyung!" Jimin's eyes widened after seeing the white and shiny piano which stood majestically at the back of the producer's room.

"Here, sit next to me!" Namjoon tapped on the empty space on the chair.

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"Taehyung-ah, you look tired, are you sick?" Hoseok asked his friend.

"No, no hyung, I've just been preparing for a small project I should send to the university. I'm

just afraid that I won't be accepted there." He answered.

"What do you want to be?" He asked him.

"I want to be a fashion designer." He smiled shyly to his crush whose eyes widened.

"Wow, really?" He stared at Taehyung for a long moment, making the younger uncomfortable. "I can already see you signing a contract with one of the most famous brands." He smiled.

"Thank you for saying this hyung.." Taehyung couldn't look at Hoseok's eyes.

"Aw, you're so cute Tae!" He caressed the younger's head gently.

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"You play so well hyung!" Jimin was surprised by Namjoon's skills.

"Thank you, the piano has always been my favorite instrument."

"I can understand you hyung, it gives you that kind of feeling that you can't even describe with words. It's been a long time since I last played it but I still remember that feeling." Jimin said, remembering his beautiful memories when he was in the music club in middle school when he was still in London.

Namjoon smiled at Jimin's words. "Don't worry Jimin-ah, that feeling I'll make it possible for you to live it again."

"Thank you hyung." The younger whispered.

"JOONIE-AAH!!" Ms. Kim called from the kitchen.

Namjoon went to see what his mum needed.

"Oh, Joonie! I forgot to buy some juice for lunch, can you buy it for me?" She asked her son.

"Yeah, of course. I'll grab my car keys first."

"No need for it." She cut him off.

"A new convenience store just opened in our street, you can go there." She continued.

"Oh, okay! I'll be back!"

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"Uhm which juice should I take?"

Namjoon was wondering in front of the store's fridge.

"The strawberry juice is really delicious, you should try it!" a voice said behind him.

He turned to see the tall man standing in front of him, his beauty left him speechless, it had been a long time since a guy caught his attention. He contemplated him from head to toe, his skin looked so soft, his large shoulders made him more manly and his lips..

Those lips..

"Beautiful.." Namjoon whispered.

"Sorry?" The stranger raised an eyebrow.

The producer's eyes widened after he realised what he just said.

"I-I mean yeah I should maybe try this juice. Thank you for the advice uhm..?"

"Kim Seok Jin, I work here." He said with a gorgeous smile.

"I will trust your words Seokjin-ssi." Namjoon smiled.

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Yoongi's POV :

I don't know what I did in my past life to deserve such a suffering. I don't know where to go, I don't know who I am.

After running away from the hospital, I just wandered in the streets not knowing where my feet will take me. I don't have a single penny in my pocket, wait, I don't even have a pocket because I'm still wearing the hospital gown.

It says that I'm from Daegu in my ID card but why am I in Seoul? What was I doing here before the incident?

I just walked and walked and walked again..I've seen all the different kinds of people during that night. People who are just happily living a simple life with their kids, people running away from studies, people lying to their partners, people lying to themselves, people who are happy and people who pretend to be happy. Also, people who are struggling like me.

I was tired but no one would let me sit in their coffeeshop's chairs because I won't consume anything.

The only people who can welcome me are the tramps of dark little alleys.

So many hours had passed and I was crazily hungry. I didn't have a choice but to get on my knees and start begging for money.

The passers-by didn't care about me like I was invisible.

What should I do to make them look at me?!