Unintentionally Loving You || Lee Taeyong

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The car stopped in front of a mall. Just as we jumped off, Taeyong stopped me from entering the mall. "What do you mean by bringing me here?"

"U-uh? The fun fair must've been closed at this hour so arcade was the best place I can think of to replace it." I smiled.

Don't get mad now please. Not yet. You can yell at me as you wish once we got home. Let us enjoy the time being.

The less he questioning my intention, the more I want to spend time with him. Just the two of us, how good will it be if he knows about my feeling.

"Can you get in first, I need to go to a restroom." I stopped at the entrance of this arcade as I was hesitating to step in first. I felt less sense of safety after Taeyong left.

Took a glance at my watch for several times, I've started to wonder why did he took so long to even go to restroom. What if he try to run away? As I fell deeper into my thoughts, my phone's ringtone quickly snapped me out.

Reading out the caller ID, my fingers were hesitating to answer it. But I ended up picking up the call anyway.

"Hyeyoon, have you found him?"

Have I found him? Why do I refuse to tell her that I've found him?

"Oh, senior Taeyong, he.."

Before I could even finish my sentence, my phone was being snatched by a person. And that person was Taeyong. He hang up the call without asking me a permission, how am I going to answer Sooah later?

"W-what are you doing?" My fingers were running around my hair as I got them into a mess. I really don't understand him and I think I would never get what he mean by his action. His behaviour kept changing that I can no longer keep guessing.

Now that he had put me in a dead end, I was really done for.

"I don't want to meet anyone else tonight. Can you keep this a secret for me?" Why do I suddenly feel guilty after hearing him saying those things? He has never beg me before.

Returning my phone, he slowly flattening back my messy hair. After clicking something on my hair, he walked away to enter the arcade first.

I pulled the thing he stick off of my hair, turned out it was a hairpin. Could this be the reason why it took him so long to just go to a restroom?

"Hey, wait for me!"

***

After having so much fun yesterday, I found out that he has started to feel comfortable hanging out with me.

That was a good thing I guess.

"Hyeyoon, let's fetch something to eat."

I followed Yeojin to the cafe but a sound of piano being played stopped me at once. It was a familiar song. Who played that?

"What's wrong? Do you forget something in class?" Yeojin turned to me as soon as she noticed that I have no longer following her.

"Do you hear that sound?" She gave me a confuse look, telling me that she heard no sound.

"Um, I'm sorry Yeojin. I'm not joining you. I'm going to check on the music room" Not waiting for her answer, I rushed to the room.

The closer I was, the clearer the sound of that piano. I took a glance from the window outside the room, turned out it was Taeyong who sat on the bench and running his fingers on the keys.

I stared at him not knowing that he would suddenly looking back at me. Just as our eyes met, I became nervous and about to leave until he stood up and waving his hand to call me in.

He stood next to the piano, waiting for me to come in.

"I-I didn't mean to peek on you. I just happened to pass by here and found you playing alone. The song you played was familiar to me and-"

"I haven't ask anything yet." He chuckled at my sudden explanation.

Yes, he was right. He hasn't ask me anything but I was getting too nervous if he finds me being suspicious. I grinned in awkward as I picked on my nails.

"Come here." He patted on the bench, telling me to take a seat.

He then stood behind me and started leading my hands to rest the fingers on the keys.

"T-Taeyong-" I was about to turned to him as I was a bit shock by his unclear action until he pressed some of my fingers on each bars.

His touch was soft yet I could feel the coldness of his hands that was right on top of mine.

Is he nervous too?

He eventually helped me to slowly play a song by the famous Japanese pianist, Yiruma. Not finishing the whole song, his fingers stopped moving mine.

A sound of his sigh was clearly passing by my ear. He seemed to have something stuck in his mind that he can't spill it out but I didn't dare to ask no matter how dying I am to know.

"Your hands are cold." He pulled back his hands after noticed that he was still touching my fingers.

"S-sorry."

I turned to him but his phone rang, blocking me from questioning him more. I looked down on the floor, pretending not curious about his phone call.

"Yes, I'll join the practice. Um, don't worry." I lifted up my head at the word 'practice' that came out from his mouth. What practice, to be clear?

"Alright, thank you." As soon as he ended the call, I spoke out for my curiousity.

"Are you having a performance?"

"Musical teather, next two weeks at our university's hall. You don't know that?" I shook my head.

"So you're going to play the piano?" He smiled and nodded to me. "Oh." I nodded along.

"Now that you've known about it.." I eyed him as he bend down closer to my face.

What is this situation? Why did he get so close to me? No, no, no!!

"Will you come to watch me?"

Come to..watch you?

"Uh? Sure, I will." I said, pushing him back a little with an awkward laugh. I turned my head to the left side and flattening my quite messy hair but I noticed that Taeyong didn't get his eyes off from my hair.

"You wear that." I turned back to him. He was staring at the hairpin I placed on my hair.

To be exact, it was a hairpin of  Treble Clef. How can I not loving it? Not to mention that it was given by him that made me feel like showing it off to everyone.

"Yeah, I do."

"Wait, Hyeyoon! Can you play violin?"