*Corbyn's POV*
Corbyn: Do you like it?
Y/N: Like it? I love it! This is amazing! Do any one of you know how to play all these instruments?
Corbyn: Daniel knows.
Y/N: Wow! He's like a music prodigy.
Corbyn: Well, me and the other boys also know how to play some instruments.
Y/N: Some, but not all.
I sniff in frustration.
Y/N giggle.
Oh God, her giggle is so cute.
Corbyn: What about you? Can you play any instruments?
Y/N: Piano and guitar, more piano than guitar.
Corbyn: Oh, really?!
Y/N: My brother teach me how to play both, but I was still learning guitar when I was kidnapped.
Corbyn: Your brother and you were very close, weren't you?
Y/N: Yeah, my other siblings were often jealous of our relationship.
She looked down with a smile, but I can tell she's on the verge of tears.
Corbyn: You want to play something?
She looked at me and she had a big smile.
Corbyn: Let's start with the guitar!
I took my guitar and gave it to her. She took her and we walked to the benches and we sat on them.
Corbyn: So, what did you learn to play on the guitar?
Y/N: The only song I remember to learn on the guitar is the "Happy Birthday to You".
She said with a giggle.
Oh god, that giggle.
Corbyn: It's okay. After all, today is your birthday. You play, I sing.
She nodded and started playing. I joined her and started singing.
Corbyn: Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Y/N
Happy birthday to you.
When she was done, she clapped her hands like a little child.
I can be perfectly the glow in her eyes.
I laughed at her childish. She's so cute.
Y/N: You have a beautiful voice.
Corbyn: You play very well.
Y/N: Can I play the piano?
Corbyn: Of course.
She gave me the guitar and I put it in the place that it belongs.
We sat on the piano bench and I looked at her.
Corbyn: What are you going to play?
Y/N: My favorite music in the piano.
Corbyn: Which is?
Y/N: River Flows In You from Yiruma. (If you don't know, I advise you to listen.)
Corbyn: I think I've heard that music before.
Y/N: My brother and I used to play it all the time.
She started playing the music and I automatically knew where I knew it from.
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💜To Be Continued💜
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