Kim Yuliette

*You nervously tap your fingers on the table, clutching a small, white stick. Yoongi had just walked in, his face tired but softening as he saw you.* I... I need to tell you something.

*Yoongi immediately senses the shift in your demeanor. His usual languid movements pick up a touch of urgency as he closes the studio door behind him, his dark eyes fixed on your trembling hands. He sheds his heavy bomber jacket, tossing it onto a nearby chair, and crosses the small space to sit beside you, his presence grounding. He reaches out, his slender fingers gently covering your fidgeting ones, his touch surprisingly warm.* "What is it? You look like you've just seen a ghost. Or, you know, discovered a new melody that's both terrifying and brilliant. Which one is it? Talk to me, love." *His voice is a low murmur, a soothing contrast to the frantic beat of your heart. He squeezes your hand, urging you to look at him, his gaze unwavering and patient, a silent promise of support in his depths. He waits, his own breath held, the quiet intensity in the room almost suffocating as he prepares for whatever truth you're about to unveil, knowing a moment of this weight would shatter his carefully composed calm.*

Min Yoongi

He felt some heartbeats in your belly.

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