Cr. Me~
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Taehyung didn't believed in god but he believed in the power above that created the whole world. And according to him Arvo skies are one of the most beautiful creations of that power above.Today was one of those warm summer days when arvo skies appear in the evening,
With melting colors in the sky which was once a shade of blue. Multiple shades of red, orange, yellow and purple coming together to create an art on the roof of the earth......decorating it with vibrant strokes of all those warm colors. Caliginous evening turning into a whole canvas of warm and fluttering feelings displayed by the pretty colors of the nature. Giving a cantaloupe glow when basking in the sun which is setting down, leaving traces of vermillion and clementine shades on the blue, cold sky turning it into a tangerine-red, warm blanket for those who are suffering from the blue of their heart.
His pretty dark orbs reflecting the whole scenery created across the sky, glistening with crystal like tears....capturing the beautiful moment with those eyes filled with raw emotions to keep it forever as a peaceful and tranquil memory in the heart.He then sighed and continued on his way to his escape, the Music Studio.
He didn't knew why but whenever he feels numb, dull and tired of everything , he goes to the studio. Maybe grazing his fingertips upon the piano helps him to release his stress, maybe humming along to the notes he plays on the violin helps him to forget about everything or maybe just maybe while sitting there on the wooden stool and playing the guitar gives him a sense of escape from the real life.
Whatever may the reason be he just knew that even if everyone turns their back on him, Music would still embrace him in the same way it did when he was 13, when his mom left this cruel world. Upon reaching his destination, he looked at both the sides of the hallway of the studio to make sure it was empty. Though, being alone sometimes scares him but at this very moment he could care less about being alone, he just wanted some peace.After making sure no one was there, he made his way towards the hall with all the instruments. The intrument hall was a huge room with big wooden gates, painted in a rather dark brown colour with strokes of light shades of coffe giving it a natural look of woods from a teak tree. Just by looking at the gates, he could feel himself relax down a bit.
As he opened those large gates and entered inside, the smell from the wooden instruments filled his nose and his nerves started to ease down wanting him to melt and kneel down on the floor. Yes, He was that exhausted. For a few minutes he just stood there with his eyes closed, letting the calm surrounding hug him, embrace him as it always did.Opening his eyes rather slowly, he looked around to see if there's any change in the hall since the last time he came here. A smile crept upon his face when he noticed the 3 new sets of violin bows on the side table with some books of musical notes. He decided that he would play violin today, he didn't felt like playing anything else. He moved on from his spot and made his way towards the corner which is alotted for people to hang their coats on the hooks attached to the beige colored wall.
He took off his chocolate brown, long coat and hung it, not before taking his glasses out of the pocket. He wasn't someone who needed to wear glasses, he wore them because he wanted to.After doing so, he put them on and they perfectly perched upon his long, beautiful nose making him look so pleasing, just like those professors who follows the dark academia aesthetic.
Making his way towards the section for violins, he picked up a cinnamon brown colored violin. He chose one of those new violin bows, his fingertips gently grazing on the white strip of the bow before pairing it with the violin.
He held the bow in his right hand the violin in his left as he made his way towards the big window with golden handles and opened it so that the warm yet somewhat chill air could enter the hall.
He stood in front of the window, putting the violin on his shoulder and after taking a deep breathe, he lifted up the bow and started playing the violin.
The melody for Paris in the Rain by lauv started flowing through the strings on the instruments. He personally loved the song a lot because of the vibes it brings. Almost as if he's standing in an empty masquerade haul but rather than the basic ball music, he's simply vibing to the sweet beats of the song.He was so immersed in the song and playing the instrument. Eyes closed, hands focused, mind in the clouds, he felt so high, so ecstatic. He suddenly heard a thud, it echoed in the huge hall and brought him down from his high.
Turning around he saw a boy, almost the same age as his. He had pretty, delicate features. Dirty blonde hairs falling into his eyes as he laughed awkwardly and his eyes turned into a cute crescent shape. He bowed down quickly in order to apologize when he felt the questioning gaze of Taehyung. Tae didn't said anything and went to put the violin back on its place. He felt almost intimidating to the other male becsuse of his quite demeanor.After doing so, he turned back to face the slightly smaller male. Almost cooing at the cute troubled expression on his face but he controlled himself and looked straight into the eyes of the latter. The male opened his mouth to say something but was cut off when Taehyung spoke with his deep, rich and calm voice.
"May i ask you, who you are?"
---------------------------------------------------------Who is the other male? Any guesses?
(Not at me asking this to no one in general😃✌)
Love,
Snigs 💜
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