Myosotis (yoonmin) ON HOLD

Chapter fēoƿer

The sky had turned a bright orange, the glowing sun decorating the scenery with its beauty, the rays of the sun slowly getting absorbed by the calm sea and the trees on the mountains shielding the sun, allowing the darkness to take the spot of the light.

One of the musician seelies took place behind a clavichord, the small, oil painted, pianoforte, completely made of ebony, displayed a war scene, two men fighting, one standing on the ground and the other in the sky, one shielding his lover and the other not scared to kill.

On the sides of the clavichord, a black box was painted with an elegant gilded flower ornament, each string of the pianoforte was struck by a small piece of metal. Its touch-sensitive action allowing great expressiveness in playing, the small size, helping in softening the sound even more.

Gradually the fingers of the pianist pressed the stiff piano keys down, revealing the first notes of the melody, giving the chapel Master the authorization to start singing.

(A/N: for the full experience, play this song and THEN read the following paragraph!)

''Only you...''

After taking his husband's hand, Namjoon led Jin to the middle of the courtyard, where there was an area cleared for only dancing.

''...can make all this world seem right.''

The other seelies, who had already crowded the dance floor, quickly backed away to make room for the two kings.

''Only you...''

They all stood at the side line, waiting for the royal dance to start, the voice of the chapel master already booming through the whole place.

''...can make the darkness bright.''

Namjoon locked eyes with Jin and connected his left hand to his lover's right hand,

''Only you and you alone...''

bringing his right hand just underneath his husband's shoulder blade.

''...can thrill me like you do...''

Jin followed and placed his left arm on Namjoon's shoulder, slightly pressing down his right arm.

''...and fill my heart with love...'' 

This position bringing them closer than ever.

''...for only you.''

''Oh yes do not forget to keep your core engaged for better balance.'' Namjoon blurted out.

''You practised, didn't you?'' Jin asked, with disbelief. ''Just for you.'' Namjoon replied bluntly, a smirk appearing on his face.

''Since when did you become so bold, my king?'' Jin teased back.

Namjoon didn't answer and instead tightened his grip on Jin's waist.

''Let's dance, shall we?'' 

Namjoon had started to practice the slow waltz for a couple of weeks now. Every now and then he would make excuses to be on his own for an hour per day, meeting the royal dance instructor, who he arranged lessons with to learn dancing, beginning with the slow waltz, because that was something every royalty should be able to do.