World's most famous band 'Icy Love' is at the peak of their career, but lead singer Yuta is trying to forget his past, depression, the empty lyrics book in affairs and a luxurious wild playboy lifestyle. He's only looking for pleasure till someone u...
Donghyuck has always loved the lyric even it was so Yuta like, one of his fierce crazy nights out with a girl, a lot of drugs and alcohol, sex, upside down visions, yet Yuta still managed to be highly creative. Yuta's soft voice was sounding like years ago, his powerful expression his magical charisma all was back, all enchanting when Yuta stopped singing giving place for Donghyuck's guitar solo. The boy jammed along giving it all, or how he had missed to preform.
He made a wide solo with all possible tricks and variations. He heard Mark shouting "Wow!" whistling and clapping.
Yuta sang the last chorus then Donghyck ended with a power chord. The three men in the room were clapping, Mark was jumping up giving his excitement into a lot of noises. Donghtuck moved up, he bowed a little when glancing at Yuta who's cheek were red his eyes glittering.
"Guys have you ever considered becoming professionals?" asked the barkeeper.
Donghyuck and Yuta tried to fight bursting out with laughter.
"We'll think about it," Yuta winked to Donghyuck who was trying his best to keep a straight face.
They gave the guitar back, thanked the men then left into the icy cold night.
"Have you ever considered becoming professionals man that was quote of the year," Mark was barely keeping on his feet from laughter once they closed the door behind them.
"It's funny but he also has no idea, for him we're some bunch of local kids doing music in their garage," muttered Yuta.
They calmed down, jumped into the car. Mark was still giggling like crazy on the backseat.
"I recorded it, I will listen to it a million times," he said lifting his phone with the new film. "I hope the quality doesn't suck so much."
"Will you?" Donghyuck felt cold sweat.
"No I won't post it anywhere. I'm not crazy, it would mean you'll leave from here immediately and I don't want it, please never ever leave from here," he looked at them with puppy eyes.
"Soon we'll be back on tour and I will nave have to see you again, yeah!" Donghyuck turned to the window.
"How can you be so insensitive to my feelings!" shouted Mark.
"Says the most insensitive guy at school," Donghyuck rolled his eyes.
"Guys shut up I need to concentrate to get through this freaking fog, Mark help me with the directions you know every stone in this village," said Yuta so they stopped arguing.
The rest of the ride Mark was giving them directions, he insisted to go to their house where he had left his bike and cycle home because he wanted to make sure they're safe.
"He's a sweet kid," muttered Yuta when they had stopped the car on the driveway and were watching Mark disappearing in the milky darkness behind the gate.
"Him?" asked Donghyuck in shock. "Sweet?"
"He has a major crush on you can't you see it?" Yuta giggled.
"I don't want to know it's disgusting," Donghyuck covered his ears running into the house.
After the foggy night the next day was really lovely, the sun came after 9 a.m. and the school day was going rather quickly. Sicheng was counting the hours to his meeting with Yuta after classes, once the bell rang to signalize the last lesson he grabbed this backpack running out on the corridor.
"Sicheng!" someone shouted his name so he stopped turning around to notice Ella. "Sicheng come for a moment," she said.
"I have no time please," he begged running to her.
"Just come," she walked up the stairs so he followed feeling that all the air was stupidly somewhere else but not in his lungs. Yuta was waiting, the precious only twenty minutes of the day they had for being together and making out was running away, how could she, but she walked all the way up to the library then closed the door behind them.
"Miss Ella please Yuta is waiting," begged Sicheng as he was pretty sure her and Taeil knew about everything.
"That's why we're here," she winked to him. "Yuta had asked me to help you two to have a little bit more time together, so yes, I hope my plan will work," she smiled while the unpleasant fleeing in Sicheng's stomach turned into burning butterflies drastically.
He stayed there watching how Ella walked to the librarian's desk then took the handset of the school phone and called some.
"Hi, it's Ella, yes teacher at school, I'm calling to ask if your son could help me to clean the library today, we have a lot of old books that are too damaged to use, we need to clean the shelves, do a new books register," Ella was speaking in a lovely way nodding her head to her right shoulder, the sunlight playing in her long blonde hair.
Sicheng realized he understands why Taeil was so enchanted by Ella, she was so lovely.
He slipped closer to hear his mother's voice coming through the phone.
"And this work is like a punishment?
"Yes Mrs, I thought about using it as detention class but Sicheng had volunteered to help me," muttered Ella.
"Can you find more punishment work for my son?" asked his mother.
"There's tons of," Ella winked to Sicheng who grinned widely.
"Great, so he needs to stay there until he does it all, don't let him go earlier, ah and tell him if his work will take longer than till 4 p.m. he won't get dinner anymore," his mother was speaking in her usual strict tone.
"Yes, sure, I understand, thank you again," Ella finished the conversation then smiled to Sicheng. "Off you go, you have as much time as you want but better be back home before nightfall," she muttered.
"Thank you o much!" Sicheng had the urge to hug her but he was sure it would be bad so he turned around running to the door, but there he stopped.
"Miss Ella, but if you have to do it I can help, maybe Yuta can come and help too?" he turned to her.
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Thank you for your feedback, you are amazing. What do you think about Donghyuck not willing to warm up towards Mark? What about Ella helping Yuwin?
