Song of the Heart (Khun x Bam) On Hiatus

Boring Sweetness

As they walked out of the lobby, the drumming of the roofs by the falling of drizzling water bounced onto their ears. Luckily, the trio had not left the covers of the building and remained unwet. The sound raced in pace at each passing second, causing a nervous bout of words escaping the sole lady of the group.

The student found the rain displeasing as he peered over up above through the glassy doors to see the sky no longer painted with its tranquil blanket of blues but instead with cloudy ashy grays. The day started bright, reminding him of his childhood.

And the sky darkened all too quickly and all that was left was the lonesome feeling of unheard distress screaming from the star in his chest. He shook his head in appparent displeasure to which he placed his hands on his pockets.

The all unpleasant reality that was the rain snapping him out before doing something inconceivable. As in, going to a Sunday service with two utter strangers. Wonderfully reckless of him to do so and his unbecoming mind ceded no remorse. He turned, headjng back towards the elevators without a word.

Rachel saw this who was in the middle of her concerning courses of anxiety-inducing and incoherent rants. A hand pulled on his wrist, grip as soft as cotton candy. If was more of touching the hand in different way instead of holding people back. But it compelled him to stop either way, he had no heart to soil the nutty colored hair boy with his plundering decision.
Lifeless blues carrying a sharp glint as it met with the boy's. It was alluring, as if he was at something so beautiful like a dazzling gem unheard-of. His hair, velvety and fragrant, scent sweet and delicate but lasting. An explosion of luscious flowers of all kinds. He might reconsider of purchasing a different brand as he could breathe in the heavenly whiff of lavender, being the most prominent smell.

"Yes, Bam?" He shifted his head a little to the side, musing him.

"Mr. Blue, where are you going?" He started, voice carrying a golden resonance. He could listen to this forever too. The scent and a voice so heavily pleasing, he couldn't help but kidnap the boy and keep him in his room.

That was scandalous. And to a child no less.

What is the matter with his mind nowadays?

He though he had gotten over 'it', but not knowing what 'it' is might be quite the impasse. It urked him to have been perpetually thrown into disarray. It was unnerving, to say the least. And he hoped for this brewing storm fo settle itself because he is awfully clueless to the whole ordeal that was his massive confusion on his actions.

Was it the stress? Or was it something entirely new? Perhaps the new-found information had done him in. The answer, he not knows. Unsettling, it is.

"Ah, where else? To my room. I don't know what came over me earlier but I just remembered I have a few more loose ends to deal with and so I need to go." He answered with a smile.

"Huh? You told miss Rachel earlier that you weren't busy with anything else." He saw his eyes frowning along with the forming pout on his lips.

He was right, he did finish everything. But this wasn't in any of his plans, Sunday was for studying for that test coming next week.

Well, studying would be more a stretch considering that he already prepared himself. A possible review of material was in order, not going out to church. "It's raining cats and dog, Bam."

"Really? Dogs and cats are falling out of the sky?" His attention quickly waved over to the transparent door but no animal was in sight. His excitement was rather cute but it was quickly over when disappointment coated his face. He found it unpleasant to see such an expression on a face like his.