December 31 | 22:06

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Enveloped in the warmth of blankets wrapped around him, Jimin's eyes peer out the window through a hand-formed gap in the curtains. His phone sits beside him, charging as he patiently waits.

Ding!

Quickly scrambling to get his phone, Jimin's eyes light up, seeing it indeed is the awaited reply from Yoongi.

Yoongi hyung — Ah, so no one's home? :( that's sad. I'd come over, but I'm all the way on the other side of the town with my parents. I'll visit you tomorrow if that's okay?

Heart stuttering at the offer, Jimin opened the chat and typed in a reply, gleaming as he daydreamed of Yoongi's flustered reaction to it.

You — It's not sad, hyung. I'm talking to you, so I'm not sad at all.
And, hyung, you're going to come over anyway, you have to teach me piano, remember?

Yoongi hyung — That

Yoongi hyung — Okay, then

Yoongi hyung — I'm happy too

Yoongi hyung — And yes, you're right

Giggling to himself, a small squeal leaving him, Jimin sends another message, changing the subject to anything else, sparking conversations he loves having (that he wouldn't enjoy all that much if it was someone else, really).

Jimin never had liked getting lost ever since he was a kid. But, now, he finds getting lost in the feeling of comfort when talking to Yoongi one of his most favorite things in the universe (sitting right next to getting lost with the piano).

🎼🎹

Yoongi usually is out cold, asleep, by nine, especially when it's his own bed at home, exuding the scent of childhood.

However, the thoughts of the personified beauty evade his consciousness, the man himself also taking comfort in Yoongi's virtual presence.

Though he's longing for Jimin's physical presence, Yoongi compensates, time unknowingly passing by as he types back as soon as he gets a response. The bright gleam of his lips curving, as he converses, is an equivalent source of light in the room along with his phone screen.

When he's finally got a grasp of wondering what time it is, his eyes glance up to the clock, reading the numbers denoting seconds prior to the new years arrival.

And just then, his phone changes screens, taking him by surprise.

Park Jiminie (The Best Piano Student) is calling...

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