• Someday • Chaipunk •

•Chapter 2•

Pavitr walked through the corridors for a while, unable to get his mind off of the man from the classroom. His mind was brimming with curiosity to figure out who he was, and possibly befriend the taller man if he was lucky. He would truly count himself lucky if he were blessed with the sight of the gorgeous other man once again

As Pavitr continued to walk back through the halls, he spotted a figure he recognised from across the cramped space. Recognising him from a photo his friend had shown him, he saw Gwen's boyfriend, Miles Morales. Pav decided to walk up to him so see of he had any clue where Gwen had gone off to so he could get his Planner.

Speak of the devil, there she was, standing next to her boyfriend with her arm linked in his, their fingers intertwined. Pavitr began to make his way over to Gwen and Miles, before the older girl spotted him and ran over, grabbing his arm excitedly and dragging him to meet her boyfriend as he watched awkwardly, waiting for their return

"Hey! This is my boyfriend, Miles!" she said gesturing between the two, pointing to each respective person as she spoke their names.

"Hi! Im Pavitr Prabhakar! its nice to meet you! Ive heard alot about you from a certain someone" Pav said, elbowing Gwen lightly while she giggled a little, then extending his hand to the younger man.

"Hey! Im Miles Morales, great to meet you too!" Miles replied, shaking Pavs hand. Pavitr couldn't help but notice the childish but also somehow mature seeming handshake. The younger man gave off an energy Pav had trouble deciphering, which was strange as he was great at reading people.

All of a sudden, the bell rang out above their headw. Had it really been that long?

"Oh! Gwen, i need my planner!" Pavitr said hurreidly, reaching out to Gwen. The girl rummaged in her bag for a second before quickly tossing it to him before waving goodbye and walking in the opposite direction.

Pav's next class was.. music! Pav loved music! He was a great fan of many music styles, and envied other peoples ability to create such mesmerising sounds with such strange means. He'd never been able to get the hang of instruments, the videos he watched were always too fast paced and he could never get an in person teacher.

As Pavitr strolled through the halls to his next class, he thought once again about the man in the classroom. He couldn't seem to think of anything else, his mind always wandering back to the taller man. He wondered what his name could be. What could possibly label such brilliance as the mystery man? Him and his amazing hair, fantastic clothing choices.. everything about him seemed to to draw Pav in more and more.

As Pav finally reached his music classroom, he sat on one of the chairs scattered around as the teacher explained their task. All they had to do was to learn to play something. They could pick the instrument, the song and whatever else about it they wanted, they just had to be able to play it.

It seemed almost too easy to Pavitr, though it was a bit simple for a double period. Pav looked around, attempting to pick an instrument thay interested him. He began scanning the room. He saw drums, the instrument of his best friend, Gwen. He saw pianos, keyboards, triangles, flutes, steel drums and when his eyes scanned the section full of guitars was when he saw him.

The man from the classroom.

He was lounging near a window with a guitar in his hands, and the more Pavitr looked the more the taller seemed like he belonged there. The other quickly noticed Pavitr staring at him, and stood up, walking towards the shorter man. It wasn't until now Pav realised just how tall this other guy was. He loomed over him, looking him up and down, smirking.

"You got a starin' problem or somethin'?" The taller man spoke, a low british accent catching Pavitr off guard, a bright red blush enveloping his face, making him look something akin to a tomato, as the other man leaned down to speak to him, becoming ever so slightly closer, though to closeness wasn't lost on Pavitr.

Hobie noticed the blush, and thought it was awfully cute, just how flustered the boy got around him when they'd only met an hour or so ago. Either way, Hobie would've thought the other was cute. He simply couldn't take his eyes off of him. And when he was nowhere to be found, the short, tan man haunted his thoughts.

"Staring problem? Nahhh nope! Not me! Or any me- anyone in me. mean! I mean- i mean to say i mean" Pav really was a nervous wreck, face flushed and unable to look the other man in the eye.

The more the shorter man spoke, the more red he went and the bigger Hobies smile became, watching this catastrophe unfold.

"Its aight, i dont mind. You play any instruments?"

"I- not really. Im a huge fan of music but ive never been able to get the hang of it."

"Mhm.. i can teach you somethin if you want?"

"Really? That would be great! Thank you!"

Hobie smiled at the shorter mans enthusiasm. Personally, he thought it was quite adorable.

"Great, i play guitar."

"Oh cool!"

Pav smiles up at the taller boy, as he walked over to the edge of a stage, sitting on it and patting the seat next to him. Pavitr quickly rushed over to sit next to him as he grabbed a guitar on the way over.

Pav was determined that this would go well, and that he'd have nothing to worry about.

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