Loving You ~ pjm + kth ✓

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"Jiminie!" I heard Taehyung shout to get my attention.

It was 4th period. Chorus. Tae and I picked it out together like a lot of our other classes. Most of our other classes, we picked because they were all something we mutually enjoyed. However, Chorus had a different backstory.

Tae and I were on my bed. Just staring at the ceiling, sharing earbuds, and listening to nonsense. I took the phone and turned off the music. I turned to him and buried my head in his chest and asked him to sing for me. I had never asked something like that before but I just wanted to hear his voice and what it would sound like.

He was confused at first but then relaxed and asked me to join him.

"I can't sing." I bluntly replied, lifting my head from his chest, his arms were now enveloping me, making me feel as if I were in a cocoon.

"Well try." He said. "Which song do you want to sing?"

After I thought for a while, I asserted the perfect song. "All of My Life by Park Won," I said and he smiled at me, hospitably welcoming my choice of song.

And so, we sang it. He sang so beautifully. His voice was so deep but he carried it out in a way I had never heard before. A lot of times, people with deep voices claim that they can't sing but the way that Taehyung carried out his voice and controlled it in a way that sounded better than the actual song sent chills down my spine and I was immediately hooked to the melody his voice conveyed.

He sang in a harmonic way and it was like I was opened up to a new universe. My voice was ordinary compared to his. However, these were one of the few things that I have never and will never try to compete him on. I will never try and make my voice sound better than Tae's because his harmonies are a place of hiding, a place where I can ease my mind from its constant whirl.

Although, his voice did greatly soothe me. I could see that it made him uncomfortable and insecure in a way. So, I very rarely ever ask him to sing to me anymore. But when he oddly suggested we should sign up for Chorus, I jumped at the offer. Eager to reconcile with his harmonies.

Needless to say, Chorus always was one of my favorite classes.

I waved at Taehyung ushering him to my spot on the back stand. There were 6 stands that seemed to go on forever and people were starting to pile into the room.

A lot of people took this class. After all, this was a school of arts.

The class was a rectangular room with a whiteboard and an orchestral music stand at the front of the class. The rest of the class, - except for the teacher's desk which was at a corner of the room, so as to not "interrupt the creative atmosphere", as our music teacher, Mr. Paek said - was mostly filled with stands for the students to well, stand on.

Taehyung came over to where I was standing in the back, grinning like a maniac.

"What did you do?" I asked teasingly addressing his queer smile.

"I need to talk to you. It's really important." He said, ignoring my comment, the grin still plastered on his face.

Before I could protest, Tae grasped my arm and lead me through the halls of our school. I reached my hand back and turned to try and grip my bag, but with no such luck, we went down the stairs to our forsaken school basement. Reason being that the only thing prevalent there was old-dusty classrooms untouched by society and left to decay in silence.

As we were running, his hair was blowing back towards my face. I was an arm's length away, so it didn't reach my face, nevertheless, it was a beautiful sight. Which is odd considering he wasn't even facing me. Too focused on leading the way through the empty hallways and staircases, as everyone was already in their classes.

Without thought, I closed the distance between Tae and I. Now side by side, we ran through all the obstacles that faced us.