Narim sat on a short sofa and looked into the ceiling as Taekhyon rattled in the next room somewhere and tried to build something that smelled like tea. The girl was lying back and looking around fearfully. The feeling of water on the skin was almost invisible, you get used to it if you boil in it all for a long time, but the fear does not disappear, as you do not get used to it, as you do not chase it. It is too uncomfortable to feel constantly in danger, especially when this danger, with its cool captivity, envelops every part of your body.
She did not immediately notice Taekhyon, whose steps were so weightless that they were almost silent. With all his angularity and eccentricity, he was still so graceful and easy that Narim had to be jealous of this posture, this correct gait, which is common for girls, but not for guys like him.
- Tea," the guy carefully put a big white cup on the nightstand next to the sofa.
- More or more fluids in my life," Narim smiled, pulling up to the edge of the sofa, close to a cup of hot beverage.
- The fluid is your destiny, I have to take it," Taekhyon shook his shoulders, but never noticed the girl's nervous gaze.
She took a mug with both hands and took a full sip. Luckily for her, the boiling water was kindly diluted. One of the sweetest aspects of this guy's life was care.
- Tell me about yourself," he sat on Tae's couch, at the opposite corner.
- What can I say? - She sipped a little more fluid from Narim's mug, catching a nearby silhouette on the edge of her gaze.
- What do you do, what do you love, what do you dream of...
- I'm in my sophomore year of philology, majoring in journalism. I didn't think about my dream. I love weekends, sweets and reading...
- I don't like to read," interrupted Taekhyong's story, who just smiled at the statement and put a cup of tea on the nightstand.
- It's okay, now it's not enough, who likes to read at all.
- The best I can do is a fairy tale, but that's all I can do. I don't like it," the guy categorically said, clenching his long, dark fingers in his fists.
- But honestly," smiled at Narim, looking somewhere in her lap.
- I'm studying music and theory," Ta mumbled, with my legs tucked in.
- Wow," the girl opened her lips slightly in admiration.
- I wanted to do vocal, but they said I wasn't very talented," he said, slamming his teeth over the back of the couch.
- They don't know who they missed," Narim smiled reassuringly, but never got a smile back.
- Why do you say that if you don't even know how I sing? - Tae wasn't happy, and the girl suddenly felt uncomfortable for herself.
- I'm sorry," she whispered quietly.
- Nothing. I love bright things, as you might have noticed, the whole house is in them," Taehyun said in a smile. - I love everything nice. It's all right. I dream of recording my song.
- A song? - interrupted Narim's boyfriend in a second with his face almost completely turned to him.
- I'll show you! - jumped off Tae's couch.
The girl only managed to track his location with a keen eye, and the young man had already found a guitar in the hall and pulled a stool closer to the sofa to sit in front of the guest.
Fingers were going through the strings, his hand with a squeak slid on his hands, and Narim was ready to listen carefully to every word. How much I wanted to hear his voice at last.
- The sun is shining,
The birds are singing,
The people of the world
They don't live long.
A bird shouted
Somewhere in the woods,
The eyelash is stuck
In the right eye...
The girl was awkwardly smiling, but she didn't dare to say a word. The guy's voice was so wonderful, so low and pleasant, shivering, but the lyrics of this song ... Te tried so hard as if so much meaning put into these lines, and Narim saw for the first time, singing about nonsense with the soul. But this voice... Too charming to just walk past. Inside there was such a dissonance of different kinds of thoughts that could not fit into one, kiss.
- How do you like it? - Taekhyong asked a girl who wasn't here right now and who even had to pinch her knee before she woke up and somehow reacted to it.
- You sounded like that..." dodged the question, Narim said. - Pleasant. Don't get me wrong, I'd listen to it forever, but..." she said.
- Is the song bad? - The guy's face got visibly saddened.
- No! Not bad! - A girl wrapped her head around her.
- Actually, it's about love, - dreamily lifted his face into the ceiling, and a dark-blue fringe slipped off his forehead, slightly exposing him and black eyebrows.
- Really? - Narim grinned angrily, covering her mouth with her palm.
- There were more than just metaphors there," Taekhyon laughed, and a couple of bubbles of air broke off from his puffy lips. Little transparent balloons soared up to the high ceiling, gathering two eyes at once. Two gazes with a certain trembling accompanied them upward and unwittingly walked in a smile.
- Isn't it beautiful? - whispered to Tee somewhere in the ceiling. - Look at that. It's so beautiful," the young man exhaled and soared up a dozen more shiny bubbles. - As if in a fairy tale.
- Frighteningly beautiful... - the girl's voice shuddered nervously.
"to be continued in the next part"