016 .

155 16 5
                                    

f .

it was a classic taehyung had known well; beethoven, moonlight sonata. it was being played perfectly, the sounds of the keys resonating gracefully throughout his ears as he started walking down the hall.

he wanted to hear it better than he was now, his eyes moving around and taking glances at paintings as the melody only grew closer by the second.

soon enough he had stopped within the doorway of a room― the music, breathtaking and engulfing him within its sound; he laid eyes on the back of a man, his fingers dancing gracefully on the keys.

FIXATION   ,   固定Where stories live. Discover now