Where Taehyung makes Jeongguk's heart flutter the same way he tugs on the strings of his guitar.
"You're doing it wrong."
Jeongguk's hand, which was playing the guitar, halted, he looked up, hesitantly to see the main and most sought after guitarist of the university peering at him.
He couldn't get words out of his throat, his mouth opened and closed like a fish. The boy just chuckled, "I'm Taehyung." He offered his hand to the blonde, taking a seat in front of him.
Jeongguk blinked looking at the hand, it was after a moment he realized that he had to shake it. He took out his right hand so fast and thrusted into Taehyung's with a force that made the guitar fall from his grip.
He internally cursed, out of all the times, he's going to get himself embarrassed in front of someone so elegant and poised like Taehyung.
𝑊𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜, 𝐽𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑔𝑢𝑘
He bent down to pick up the guitar, pulling away his hand, and to his luck, Taehyung too, bent down at the same time. Their foreheads softly touched each other, making his heart thunder in his chest. Jeongguk swallowed as his gaze flitted to Taehyung's face, he could feel his breath fanning on his lips.
He could see a scar on his cheek and a mole on his nose, he noticed how his eyelids are uneven, but he still managed to look pretty.
"Thank you, that means a lot coming from someone as pretty as you." Taehyung's voice was sweet but it had a teasing tilt to it.
𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘, 𝑑𝑖𝑑 ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑑?
Jeongguk wanted to bury himself in the ground and never ever wake up again, he could feel his face getting hot. Partially because of embarrassment and partially because of the compliment
During his internal crises, Taehyung had already picked up the guitar.
"Shall I call you pretty or will you tell me your name?"
Oh.
Fan-fucking-tastic.
Jeongguk wanted to bash his head against the wall, now. He did not even introduce himself, can this get worse?
"I'm J-Jeongguk."
Taehyung shot him a pleased grin, nodding as he gestured to the guitar.
"Do you want to know where you went wrong?"
Jeongguk nibbled on his lower lip, "I don't want to take your precious tim –"
"You are the precious one here." Taehyung gently cut him off.
Jeongguk's eyes widened, he thought his face might be on fire. He tucked a stray strand of blonde hair behind his ear shyly and noticed how Taehyung himself looked a bit.....flustered because of his own words.
Taehyung cleared his throat, "Your index finger should be here." He placed his finger on the second string. Jeongguk nodded.
"And the middle one should be here, on the fourth string." He placed his middle finger on the thinnest string of the second fret. Then he played the guitar with his right hand and it sounded perfect, Jeongguk thought.
"Can I try?" Jeongguk asked. Taehyung handed him the guitar instead of replying.
Jeongguk followed his instructions, but when he played it, it did not sound like Taehyung's at all. Pouting, he looked at him, "Am I wrong again?"
