Here we were, his fingers lay gently on the piano keys and my voice humming along with the soft tone he played. It wasn't a big deal, just warm-ups for today's practice.
"K-kyungsoo." His deep voice spoke out quietly. I looked up from my hands in my lap to him. Though I was scared to look him in the eyes, his chest was as far as I could get.
"Yes?" I sighed, he was quiet.
"Can i- do you-" he studdered clicking his tongue in frustration in attempt to find the right words. His body language said it all, he was obviously nervous for what he was going to ask. He cracked his knuckles and wiped his sweaty palms on his pants.
"Chanyeol," I grinned. "Spit it out." He was the cutest when he was shy. I loved it.
"I don't want you to think the kiss meant," he spoke moving his hands as he talked. His paused scared the shit out of me. He doesn't want me to think what? That he meant it?
"Say no more, I get it." I sighed.
"You do?"
"Yeah, it meant nothing." I waved him off and turned opening my songbook.
"No no no!" He shook his head grabbing my sleeve. "It's the exact opposite! I don't want you to think it meant nothing, because it did mean something."
I lifted my eyes to meet his. There was nothing between us for two full weeks and all of a sudden he's cared enough to speak about what happened? Is he for real?
"Chanyeo-"
"Kyungsoo, will you be my boyfriend? Will you go out with me?" He spat out before I could shut him down. My jaw dropped and I made a sound that kind of sounded like the beginning of a word in a foreign language. My blush and silence pulled him closer.
Here we were staring at each other with his hand on top of mine as they lay on my thigh. In the corner of the music room, at the big piano.
"K-kyungsoo?" He questioned after a while of silence. I gulped and shook my thoughts away. A frown appeared on his face and I looked him in the eyes.
"Chanyeo- I, uh," I couldn't find words, so I did the next best thing. I crashed myself into him my arms around his waist. He seemed taken back by the embrace but accepted it none the less.
"Uh, kyungsoo? You okay?" He mumbled after a full minute of hugging. I but my lip and pulled away looking up to him. He seemed so worried I just had to smile.
Next thing I know, his hands held mine and his lips locked with mine. I kissed back with everything I had at that moment in time. Which was nothing but passion and happiness.
Wow, just wow.
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The Sketch Book (UNDERGOING EDITING)
FanfictionIn Which Kyungsoo has a crush on Chanyeol and likes to draw pictures of him in his sketchbook.