#the ears!!! it looks so fluffy and soft 🥺💖✨

[xinyuehui]

Floppy ears 🐰🐰

[kookieswan]

Hi hi!! If your requests are still open, may I pls request Yoongi's reaction to you showing him your first self-produced song and you're really nervous but he's just so ridiculously soft for you 💖🥺 it could be a reaction or headcannon or whatever you want, you always write so well!!

parkdatjimin 🌻

Yoongi x Reader

Word Count: 724

Genre: Fluffy fluff

Note: I hope you like it lovely, sorry it’s a little late, but I thought it would be the perfect way to kick off the weekend 🌸✨

Produce

“Yoon!” You call out to your boyfriend immediately after punching in the passcode to his studio, wandering in without a second thought. It was finally happening; you were going to show him the song you’ve been working on for months now. It was a challenge, but you’re more than happy with the result.

The issues lies in the fact that Yoongi is an amazing producer, so showing him something that’s considered novice level is a little nerve wracking. Either way, as soon as you mentioned to him that you were producing your own song, he immediately took interest in the situation. He even offered to help, but you declined, wanting to surprise him with the finished product.

Truth be told, it’s a bit of a love song, made for him of course. So much of your inspiration came from your affection for him, and the pure love you feel every time you so much as look his way. Yoongi has always been a safe place, a fire to ignite you, and you allowed that to help you make a song you consider a hit.

“Hey pretty. Take a seat here. I got the email earlier on, but I wanted to give it a listen like you asked me to.” You plop down on another plush chair, something Yoongi probably rolled in for you so you could sit together comfortably. He gives you a little grin, the corners of his mouth upturning as he takes in your somewhat rigid form. If he notices that you’re nervous, he decides not to comment on it at first, instead clicking away at his desktop.

“You know, there’s nothing to worry about. I guarantee this song is going to be amazing. Even if it ends up being a knife on a chalkboard, I’m still going to love it.” You roll your eyes and scoff as a chuckle leaves his pouty lips. He turns back to his desktop and brings the file up, ready to play it when you give him the okay. He looks for your okay and you nod, allowing him to clock on the file for it to play.

The music starts flowing through the speakers, surrounding the room in all of your hard work. As Yoongi stares on into space listening, you watch his face closely. He doesn’t do much but nod along at first, but you see his eyes start to widen as he comprehends the lyrics. You knew he’d catch on eventually, it’s practically a confession of love for him all over again.

You hold on to every beat, every lyric, every single thing you hear like it’s a lifeline. You want to nitpick it, but after working so long on the damn thing you can’t. It’s perfect to your ear, but that doesn’t necessarily mean that it’ll be perfect to Yoongi’s. The song ends after another minute and you sit in silence, waiting for him to say something. He looks far away, thinking about the last four or so minutes of his life closely.

“So, I guess you love me or something huh?” Stuttering over your words, you smack his arm lightly as he starts to laugh at your outrage. After being together for three years, going on four, you suppose you do a little bit. The audacity of this man sometimes, you swear.

“No, clearly I wrote the song for Namjoon.” He looks disgusted almost instantly and you cackle at his reaction, booming laughter filling up the room. It’s his turn know, clicking you on the forehead lightly as you continue to giggle about the thought of writing Namjoon a love song. A soft look comes over his face, mirth leaving his eyes and replaced with warmth as he contemplates at you. He pats his lap, wanting you to take a seat. You do so, leaning back against his chest as he wraps his arms around you firmly.

“It was absolutely beautiful pretty girl. I don’t think I’ve ever had someone dedicate something so amazing and special to me…” He trails off, laying kisses against your shoulder. You smile quietly, grabbing one of his hands so you can play with his fingers. You bring one to your lips and kiss it chastely, turning your head so you can look at him fully.

“I could dedicate an entire discography to you Min Yoongi.”