New World | SOOKAI

Chapter 29

12 months later

It had been a whole year since I was turned. It was the start of winter again and as much as I did initially miss the daylight hours, Soobin and I had since created our own world inside our small bubble of heaven and the sun was always shining.

Although as much as Soobin enjoyed the quiet solitude, I was soon itching to get back on the stage. I loved performing for Soobin in our home, but music is designed for all ears. We had visited The Black Swan again many times and Soobin eventually began to see how much I yearned for sharing my music again and enjoying hearing the stories within other's songs. He came home one evening from a walk by himself, placing a small stack of paper in front of me with a smile. He had bought The Black Swan for me; for us. It was ours now and I couldn't be more thankful for Soobin bringing further purpose into our lives for us.

I sat there upon the stage on a chair, having just restrung a guitar that belonged to the club and Soobin was tuning the piano. It was our first opening night under our management and I was buzzing with excitement.

"I was thinking, Kai, perhaps we should invest in a new piano," Soobin said as he looked somewhat disgruntled at the strings inside of the large, black instrument.

I placed the guitar down against the edge of the chair and walked across the stage to him.

"Why do you say that?"

"The previous owners didn't tune this one very often and its parts are beginning to wear prematurely."

"Might not be a bad idea.. we could bring our one in."

I grinned at him as he looked up at me with complete disgust. Oh, Soobin. You're still far too easy to tease.

"I'm kidding, Soobin.. I know you like only me playing that one." I bent down to place a gentle kiss into his cheek to lessen his worries.

I parted from him and made my way backstage to the large group of musicians who were going to be performing that evening. I compiled a stage roster and worked out how long the sets would go for. I was beyond exuberant with the oncoming evening ahead. I had never seen such a large influx of musicians there before. All of them were different. The people, the genres, even the languages. But they were all there for the music. And music is a language that everyone can understand.

Soobin kept himself busy with cleaning (of course) and serving people drinks from the bar, making sure everyone was taken care of. It was perfect for him. He didn't let on, but I saw the subtle smile on his lips when he would ask if everything was to someone's liking. He was born to lead, quietly, in his own unique manner. And I would follow him anywhere.

It was nearing the start time of the musical performances and I saw someone make his way in. I recognized him immediately. The same shorter, slim, black-haired man who had spoken to me outside The Black Swan when I had thought about giving everything up.

"You're..."

"Yoongi" he said as he approached me quietly. He was in light blue, distressed jeans and a black leather jacket with a contrasting white t-shirt underneath.

"Got room for one more on the stage tonight?" he asked, his deep voice was almost a whisper.

"Sure thing! How long is your s-"

"3 and a half minutes. One song. Piano." He cut me off and started making his way backstage slowly to wait. He understood the procedure and left me without much else to say as I could only watch him walk away from me.