Perfectly Imperfect (YESUNG X KYUHYUN)

Prolouge

It was a peaceful morning that Kim Jongwoon often appreciates, he took in a deep yawn before stretching slightly to wake up his limbs. His eyes landed on the clock besides his bed, taking in the information it shared with a sleepy gaze. 4:23 am, Jongwoon placed both of his on the floor and staring numbly at the floor before heading to the bathroom to freshen up a bit. After drying his face up, he silently made his way downstairs towards the music room which was soundproof.

He silently laced his finger tips at the Piano's dustless body and sat at its stool, opening the piano up. He placed a finger on a key and pressed it, then his other hand joined it and he started playing all together. Music flooded the room, giving life to what once was lifeless. After playing a score he smiled to himself when moonlight reflected at the piano. It was beautiful. He stood up, wiping away the sweat that formed on his forehead and went to the drawer near the bookshelf full of composition of famous composers.

He took out a bright red notebook and a pen. The mood was perfect, the way he breaths was at the rhythm with his heart that beats faster than normal because of the slight excitement he felt on composing a score. Yes, Kim Jongwoon prided himself as a musician. Even though he hadn't made his debut yet, which will not happen for the next couple of years. Most people discouraged him on not being a composer and focus on being a singer, because Gosh was his voice hotter than hell. Or they would say. But his goal was not to sing but to compose what is being sung. He had short fingers that he cursed every now and then because he couldn't reach some keys people his age could.

After what seemed have been a few minutes Jongwoon finally finished composing. He read it a final glance before placing it swiftly on the stand and playing it himself. He nods to himself as he plays, checking if he had made a mistake somewhere. There was no mistake whatsoever, but it could use a little tweak which he could do later on school at lunch break or music class.

He stood up from the stool, taking the notebook with him and went out. He didn't know what time it was, there was no clock in the music room nor did he bring his phone with him. He heard someone in the kitchen, a frying sound also a woman's humming. It was probably his mom, cooking his breakfast. He went upstairs, straight to his room, placing the notebook at the bed side, and took out all the thing he would be wearing from his wardrobe. His uniform and his underwear. He took his towel from behind the door and made his merry way to the bathroom.

After showering, he went to his bedroom and dressed himself till he deems it good. After a good 10 minutes, he took his phone from the bedside to sheck the time. 5:49 am, Jongwoon didn't know how long he was confide in the music room for the time to be this late (In his opinion). He silently made his way downstairs and greets him mom goodmorning while she places a plate filled with food for Jongwoon to feast on.

"Will you be late on coming home today again?" His mom asked, placing a glass full of orange juice besides Jongwoon's plate. He nods, "Yeah, there's a club meeting today and we're meeting the new members today." She smiled at him, "Okay, just heat up dinner later okay? I'll leave it in the fridge. Goodluck with your club." Jongwoon smiled back and finished up the last bits of his meal and drank almost all the orange juice. "T'was delicious, ma." His mom nodded. He stood up bringing his plate to the sink and went upstairs again.

HE went to the bathroom to brush his teeth, he went back to his room and took his notebook and stuffed it inside his bag and head downs with hurried steps. The doorbell started ringing. "Ma, I'm going now!" After he wore his shoes he went out and saw Leeteuk waiting for him, leaning against the gate. "Teukkie," Yesung greets with a small smile. Leeteuk smiled and leaned away. "Jongwoon," Leeteuk greets back. Jongwoon made his way out and they walked towards school together.

"Chullie is?" Jongwoon asked, his eyes looking around to find the beautiful young man. Leeteuk shook his head, "Probably still sleeping, probably stayed awake all night long again." Leeteuk said, shaking his head at disapproval. Jongwoon smiled amusingly, "Well, its still a wonder that you two are really the polar opposite of each other but you've been together for about a year now right?" Leeteuk nodded. "I didn't even think that I would fall in love with a person like that you know?" Jongwoon lightly slapped Leeteuk's shoulder. "But you still did."

They both laugh at each other, till they arrived at school. There were barely students coming in since it was still quite early for most student to come. When they came in they went their own both seperate ways. Since Leeteuk was the student council president, he had responsibilities here and there. Jongwoon didn't bother going to his room and went straight to the school's music room or the music club's club room. He wanted to perfect the piece he composed earlier on.

As he was nearing the room, he heard the familiar sound of the piano and a beautiful voice accompanying it. Jongwoon's eyes widen, he had never heard of such a powerful voice like that since ever and the piano, it was giving out a soft and warm feeling. Completely contrast to the powerful voice but it fitted perfectly. He silently made his way to see who owns this beautiful voice and piano playing. He didn't recognize the person playing but he was indeed handsome. He had a straight posture while playing and singing, which was impressive. He had his eyes closed but his light brown hair fell down perfectly on his face. He looked fluffy to be honest.

Jongwoon could feel his heart beat in excitement and something he didn't know off. He watched the person play until it ended. With the person heaving a breath. Jongwoon smiled and clapped loudly. The person looked at him in shock. "That was a beautiful performance... it was beautiful.." Jongwoon said with a bright smile. The person's eyes widen and bowed thankfully. "Thank you.." Jongwoon took a step forward. "I'm Kim Jongwoon, a third year, and a member of this club." He took out his hand, in which the other took hesitantly.

"Ah, I'm sorry, My name is Cho Kyuhyun, a first year..."

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Jongwoon never thought that the person would steal his heart unintentionally.

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(A/N):

Thank you for reading this fanfic. And yahhhh I really love this pairing wholeheartedly.. I hope you like it!