A/N: This one is a bit of long one compared to the first one lol oh well enjoy~
I knock on the studio door. "Hey, Sam, can I come in?" I asked nervously. I heard a voice say yeah from behind the door. I slowly open the door to reveal a black haired boy sitting in front of many large computer monitors. I scoffed as I realized he was just watching Netflix instead of working. 'Why have so many of those big ass screens if you're only going to use them for that?', I shook my head.
"What do you want Jun, I'm busy," he said not even facing me. I let out a slightly dry chuckle. "I just came in to see if you wanted to go out and eat somewhere," I asked walking next to him and turning his chair to make him face me. His dark, almost black, brown eyes stared right through my soul.
I suddenly get nervous at him staring at me like that. "Sure," he says flatly. I'm caught off guard since he normally says no. He gets up and looks at me with an impatient expression. "Aren't you coming?" he says opening the door to his studio. "Y-yeah!" I mentally slap myself for stuttering like that.
I follow him out of the building into the coldness of outside. "Here" he throws his jacket on my face. "Are you sure? Aren't you cold?" I ask with concern in my voice. looked at me and smiled. "I'm fine" he started to walk away. I've never seen him act like that. For a second he was sweet and nice, not how he usually is, cold and doesn't care about anything. I smiled at this thought and ran to catch up with him. He had his hands in his pockets and his back swayed with the wind as we walked.
I started to notice things I didn't notice before. How his eyes reflect the star-filled night, the way his hair was perfectly in place without any effort, and how his lips were a perfect shade of pink and how they curled into a smirk... 'omg I was staring at him! Omg! Oh shit!' I turned away so he wouldn't see my red face. "You were staring at me." he leans in closer at my face.
Our eyes met and my cheeks started to get hotter. His smirk became wider. "S-stop," I said nervously, pushing him away. He chuckled and backed away. I puffed my cheeks to calm myself and speeded walked towards him as he speeded up.
We arrived at a food stand that had some tacos. We got 4 orders of shredded beef, and 2 orders marinated pork. The food stand had a seating area and we sat down at a table next to the heater. "Mmmm... So good..." I sang as I licked my lips. "You're so messy when you eat." he hands me a napkin and chuckles at my silliness. "Thanks," I say happily. I wipe my mouth with the napkin and continue eating. "Headass, you missed a spot." He leaned in closer. I froze. He then wiped my nose with his finger. I felt my cheeks heat up while he did this. He cleaned his finger with his napkin and continued eating like nothing ever happened. I hesitantly continued eating.
"Sam..." I was cut off by him. "Yeah?" he said not looking up from his food. "... How did you get started in music?" He looked at me and put his food down. "I learned how to play piano at a young age and I sort of fell in love with it. But I stopped playing after a while because of something that happened." he looked off to the side and I mouthed an 'O' showing that I knew that he doesn't want to talk about that.
"When I turned 18, my life turned upside down. Struggled with many things and some I still do struggle with at times..." It shocked me that he's being so honest and so open about his past and his feelings. He started talking about how those struggles had destroyed him. How he wants to be successful in his music career. And how he doesn't want to be known as an "artist". He wants to be known as what he really is. A singer and a songwriter. Not someone who has songwriters writing their songs. Our small and awkward conversation soon turned into a long and close-felt deep one.
After our long talk, we got up and threw our wastes in the trash bin. We walked back to our dorm in silence. But it wasn't an uncomfortable or awkward silence. It was actually pretty nice.
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RomanceI have no idea what this is but these are just random scenes that pop in my head when I get inspiration. Do y'all ever have that happen to you? No, just me? Okay...