as if my wish had been granted,my fingers almost stopped playing
when i heard a familiar noise
from the left side of the stage.
numerous gasps and murmurs
filled the crowd,
and i saw confusion
etched on the faces
of the audience members,
and especially the judges.
there was a violin.
but i wasn't playing it,
and neither was anyone else
i knew of.
when i turned carefully
while still playing,
i felt the weight
on my shoulders
lift off,
and vanish.
there he was,
bandages covering
his beautiful head
and a patch in front
of his left eye.
he was in
a wheelchair.
but he was wearing
a formal tux,
and he had his
bow and violin
in hand.
he smirked at me,
bruised and all.
i would've taken this time
to yell at him,
and ask him why
he's out and about
when he's supposed
to be resting.
but for now,
i'm just so, so glad.
that kim taehyung,
my duet partner,
is okay.
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THE VIOLINIST AND HIS PIANIST. / KTH
Fanfictionwhat's a pianist got to do with a violinist? a kim taehyung fanfic. ©95STIGMA