Taehyung awoke to hear someone ripping off a paper and crumbling it while mumbling some incoherent words. He blinks calmly and takes in where he was. It was both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.
Memories quickly invade his mind and he finally took in the room that he was in just this morning. Taehyung gently sat up to see Yoongi in his music corner with a huge headphone covering his ears, so he was unaware of Taehyung watching him.
Taehyung observed on as Yoongi plays a soundless melody on the keyboard that only Yoongi could hear through his headphones. Then he turns to write something onto a sheet next to him before he's back onto the keyboard. He was moving swiftly and promptly as if he didn't want to lose his thoughts.
Writing lyrics was never really Yoongi's talent. Namjoon usually took care of the lyrics portion for most of the songs that he's written so he was struggling with the newest tune that entered his mind while carrying Taehyung inside to his room. He couldn't help but think to himself that he could understand Taehyung. Maybe not a lot, but he understood the feeling of watching the person you love, love someone else.
Yoongi could hear the music perfectly in the back of his genius mind when Taehyung fell into his arms. He was struggling to get Taehyung upstairs and into his room. He didn't want to forget the melody in his head. The moment Yoongi tucked Taehyung in, he moved to his music corner and started composing the music he heard. He plugged in his headphone as to not wake up Taehyung.
So while Yoongi was so engrossed in writing, he forgot that Taehyung was sleeping on his bed and groan out loud in annoyance while tossing his headphone off.
"Ugh! Why can't I find the right lyrics!"
Yoongi turns around to see Taehyung sitting up in his bed, staring back at him.
"Oh, sorry. Did I wake you up?"
"No, It's okay..."
"Are you feeling better now?"
'Yoongi Hyung, help me. I feel so suffocated. I can't breathe...'
Taehyung's face starts to heat up again, but not because his fever was acting up again. He was embarrassed to have let Yoongi see him in that state. He had never wanted to come back to Yoongi, but when Sunni left Taehyung remembered Yoongi's words.
'Taehyung! I'll be waiting. I trust that you'll call me Hyung one day. Remember that you are not alone so don't fight with yourself anymore. I'll be here whenever you want to talk.'
"I should get going now," Taehyung said as he flips the blanket that was warmly tucking him in. He gets up and heads towards the door.
"Taehyung!" Yoongi calls out to him causing Taehyung to stop in his track.
"Stay with me for a bit. I would like to hear your thoughts on something that I just wrote."
Taehyung had never really had any interesting music but when Yoongi asked him to listen, he couldn't help but feel a bit curious to hear what the older man in front of him had written earlier. So he moves back towards the edge of Yoongi's bed and sat down.
Yoongi turned back around towards his keyboard. He unplugged his headphone that was connected to his keyboard and closed his eyes before letting the beautiful melody take over the room.
Once he was done, Yoongi turns around to see Taehyung's mouth and eyes slightly opened in awe.
Taehyung couldn't explain the feeling he felt when he heard the music of the piano. The tune was so pleasant to his ears. It strangely comforted Taehyung and he didn't want Yoongi to stop playing.
"Can you play it again. I want to hear it again..." Taehyung silently asked Yoongi. Yoongi let out a small smile before playing the tune for Taehyung once more.
Taehyung closed his eyes and took in every note. It was as if the song was written just for him. Before he knew it, his eyes were glistening and he let them fall loosely down his face.
"How long have you been writing music?" Taehyung asked Yoongi once he finished the last note. He was genuinely curious.
"Ever since I was 13 years old. Music became so important to me that it was all I ever focused on until.... until Sunni came into my life."
Yoongi thought back to those endless nights that he had done nothing but write and play the piano. He would stay up and compose at least a song a day, sometimes even two songs a day. That was how important and how much he loved music.
When he met Sunni, he was distracted from music. He knew it from the 8 months that he was together with her. He didn't stop writing completely, but he wasn't as passionate about music anymore. He wrote songs only for Sunni and spent so much time with her. So as he graduated, he made the ultimate decision to take a break from their relationship until he was stable and well off with his dream.
No matter how much he regretted it, he couldn't change the past. He was young then and ambitious about his dream. So he chooses his dream over Sunni. He could only try and change his future with Sunni now.
"It's beautiful," Taehyung quietly mumbled and brought Yoongi back to the present. He smiles warmly to the younger, knowing well of his internal battle with himself. Yoongi wanted to help Taehyung in any way that he could. Whether it be to lend a listening ear, playing music with him, or keeping him distracted from any thoughts of Jisoo.
"I thought of the title for the song, but I can't think of any lyrics. Namjoon usually writes lyrics for my work. Do you think you could help me Taehyung?"
"Write lyrics? I could never. I'm not talented at anything. I've always only followed behind Jin Hyung..."
Taehyung paused to think about what he had just let slipped out of his mouth. He had always followed Jin. Everything Jin did Taehyung did as well. He looked up to his Hyung and did everything for Jin.
Entering and protecting the company was for Jin, getting together with Sunni was for Jin, and letting go of Jisoo was for Jin.
It hits him hard in the face that he brought everything upon himself. Jin had never asked for any of this yet Taehyung was doing so much just for Jin. Maybe it was time. Time to stop thinking about his Hyung and to start thinking about himself.
What did Taehyung love to do?
He loved playing video games. He loved taking pictures of the world. He loved art.
Taehyung had been blinded with winning his Hyung's attention that he didn't even stop to think about all that he wanted to do.
Music, it was also a form of art. He couldn't get rid of the feeling that Yoongi had given him from just one song.
"...but I think I want to try."
He swallows the thick lump of saliva forming in the back of his throat before finally deciding. It was time to stop following and become the leader of his own heart.
"Yoongi Hyung, I want to learn more about music. Do you think you could teach me?"
Yoongi smiles brightly upon hearing Taehyung call him Hyung and his request. He nods to agree to teach the younger while grinning away.
Taehyung noticed how Yoongi's gummy smile warmed his heart. This was the first time he's smiled so brightly at Taehyung. Yoongi looked a little too happy and Taehyung didn't know why, but he returned the grin with his own rectangular smile.
Taehyung somehow felt he was going to be alright.
To Be Continued...
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