I wake up to find myself in someone else’s bed. It took me a minute to wake up and look to see where I was. I sit up in the bed looking around. Where am I? Think Y/N, the last thing I remember was *lightbulb* OH SHIT I’m in Yoongi’s bed, and I’m I look down to see I wasn’t wearing my dress but just a plain white t-shirt. I look to see if Yoonig was in the bed with me but he was not. That’s when the smell hit my nose. The smell of breakfast, it smelled so good.
I get up out of the bed and walk towards the kitchen, when I reach the kitchen I find Yoongi in there cooking pancakes, eggs, bacon, and there’s tea and coffee already.
“Good morning.” I say to him, Yoongi almost jumped out of his skin before he turned around. I started to chuckle a little at his reaction.
“Ah! Good morning, did you sleep well?” he asks as he places some pancakes on a plate. I nod my head in response.
“Would you like tea or coffee?” Yoongi asked. I took a minute to think.
“Tea please with a little honey and lemon.” Yoongi nods and gets me a cup of tea.
“I’m just curious did we do anything?” Yoongi laughs and shakes his head.
“You fell asleep and I put one of my shirts on you and I slept on the couch.” Yoongi explains as he points to the couch, I turn my head to see the pillow and blanket.
“You know most men would take advantage of a girl in that situation.” I said. Yoongi shakes his head.
“Well I’m not like most men, I’m actually old fashioned and respectful. Plus, I would want you to remember what we did then not.” Yoongi said with a wink. I bend my head down embarrassed and a small smile creeping on my face.
“Your grandmother raised you to be a gentleman that’s rare these days.” I said. Yoongi smiles and hands me a plate with a couple pancakes, eggs, and bacon on it. He sits his plate next to mine and walks over with syrup in his hand. Sitting next to each other enjoying the morning and the wonderful breakfast he made. I could get used to this.
“What are your plans for the day, it’s Sunday?” I asked him. After he finished his breakfast, he took a sip of his coffee.
“I have an appointment at the local senior center, and then I have piano lessons.” He replied. He gets up from his seat and takes his dishes to the sink. “Are you finished eating? I’ll wash your dishes for you.” He asks. I nod my head and before he could snatch the dishes I grab them and get out of my seat, walking over to the sink.
“I’ll help you.” I said with a smile. Yoongi smiles back and accepts my help. We are done with the dishes in no time, when I hear my phone ringing. I walked over to check it and thankfully it was just my mother so I’ll call her back later. I look at Yoongi and I’m about to tell him I’m going to head back home when.
“Do you want to come with me today? To the senior center?” he asks. I smile at him nodding my head.
“Sure, just let me go home to shower and change clothes.” I reply. I give him a peck on the cheek and walk out of his house. Yoongi watches as I leave to my car and drive just down the road to my house. Once he sees that I’ve made it, his heart feels lighter.
I quickly shower and change into a pair of shorts, and a t-shirt with my favorite Kpop group on it. I meet Yoongi at his gate, he gets in my car. Yoongi tells me the address of the senior center and I put it in my GPS.
“Let’s go!” I said with a smile, Yoongi just shakes his head. It is an easy drive since I have the GPS I didn’t get lost at all which is why I love it; I don’t know how people functioned without a GPS. I can’t read a map.
We walk into the senior center, Yoongi is greeted by some nurses and a lady dressed in a business suite, I only assumed it was the director of the facility.
“Good morning Yoongi, I’m so glad you could make it today, we had some requests for you I hope that isn’t a problem?” she asks Yoongi who smiles and shakes his head.
“No that’s no problem. Do you have the list?” Yoongi asks, the lady hands him a piece of paper. Yoongi takes a quick look at it and nods his head.
“Oh this is my girlfriend Y/N.” Yoongi finally introduces me to the lady, who looks at me and smiles smugly. She stretches her hand out for me to take it. I shake her hand.
“It’s nice to meet you.” She says coldly behind a fake smile. I nod my head.
“Likewise.” I respond. I follow Yoongi and the lady in black towards a giant room. In the corner is a Steinway & Sons classic grand piano. It’s a smaller than a concert grand piano that I am used to, but it’s just as beautiful. The black body, the beautifully white ivory keys, it’s like your favorite dessert such as a chocolate cake or something warm where it melts in your mouth and the warmth from the baked good just feels like velvet. The sweetness comes from the sound of the instrument.
Yoongi walks towards the piano, he tells me to sit in the first row of seats. I do as he asks, and while he is preparing the room starts to fill up with a handful of seniors. Some in wheel chairs, others with walkers, some with aids, some without. I can only imagine the enjoyment these people have when a young person comes to play for them, it warms my heart and makes me feel proud that Yoongi is such a kind hearted soul.