His fingers softly hit the piano keys, making loud but also a harmonious sound. A beautiful melody was being played, reaching every room of the house and filling it with a sense of sadness. The lights weren't on, only the moonlight illuminated the place; an imperfect reflection of the moon could be seen in the black piano. It was a beautiful picture, almost too perfect to be real. A beautiful piano illuminated by the lonely moon while he played, leaving all the broken pieces of his heart in the music tones that came with every piano key.
Where are you. Yixing thought, he always wondered the same. I miss you. His tears seemed to say. He was suffering, he was crying. He was lonely but no one dared to interrupt him, no one dared to break the moment. His friends watched from the shadows sometimes without making Yiixing aware that they were there. It was what you can say a private moment, only for him and his thoughts. But of course his friends worried, because he had been like that for two complete months.
Every night Yixing went up to the piano room to play. Everytime someone asked him, he would reply with a "It's my way of forgetting, my way of keeping my mind quiet". But they all knew it wasn't like that, they all knew that it was in those lonely nights when he could think openly, when he would open the door of memories and remember, remember with those beatiful yet sad memories, her smile. Everyone knew that he played in solitude to stop hearing her voice that was trapped in his thoughts, and hear it instead in his music. He played for her, he played to keep her close, to feel that she was still there with him.
My memories go back To when I was with you I miss you as time goes by
One night as he usually did, he went to the room and sat in front of the piano. Everyone was waiting for the piano to start, it had become a routine, it had become something precious to all of them; after all Yixing's music was always beautiful. But it never started, Yixing just sat there, listening the tap on the windows from the raindrops. Watching how they slid on the window surface, just like his tears ran down his cheeks. "Are you doing well?" He asked to no one in particular, yet hoping she would hear his voice, hoping she would answer his question. "That's all I need to know, know that you still smile and laugh like I remember. To know that among all the noise in the world, I will still hear your laughter". He was scared, scared that he would lose your memory, scared that the rain would was down her sound from his ears. He feared he would never see her again. "I need to find you" He thought out loud, looking back to the piano, staring at his hands as the slowly pressed the keys. "I need to tell you" He wished to the moon as he played the song he had been writing for her, that she would listen, that his song would reach her. He didn't go back to the piano room the next night or the nights that followed, but his song reminded there. The sheets were there and no one dared to touch them. One day, those sheets would become part of a published song. One day it would reach her ears and one day she would hear what he wanted to say before she left. One day she would realize that she had to come back, back to Yixing. One day he would say it.
I need to find you. I need to tell you. I love you.
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A/N: So idk if the anon who requested this wanted it to be written with Lay, but many commented they would like to see Lay on it so.. yeah xD I hope y'all like it! Xo, Ara~
