Oneshot // Ignorance is Bliss // Wonbin x Jaejin
Title: Ignorance is Bliss
Rating: PG
Paring: Wonbin x Jaejin
Length: 848 words
Author's Note: Just a little thing I threw together because suna_sprite wrote a story for kuiper_belt and I. I've never written Jaebin before so this was a new experience. I'm now trying to successfully write one of every FTI pairing 8D
Whenever I saw the way your fingers glided along the strings of your bass as you practiced, it made me want to take those fingers in my own, hold them tight and press sweet kisses to them. Call it stalker-ish, call it weird, call it what you want, but I still can’t ever get over how free and amazing you are when you play. I always wish I could be like that. Wish I could play just because I want to, play because it was my passion; play with the intensity and the love for the game like you do. I wish it were a game for me. When I play, though…I’ve always been forced to play my guitar. My father was a guitarist and forced me to learn from a young age. It’s all I really know how to do, but I…I don’t hate it, but I don’t like it. I’ve always wanted to be a singer. My father always discouraged me from singing because ‘singers don’t make enough money. If you go on gigs with more than one artist, imagine all the money you could rake in.’ But I find the same passion when I sing that I see in you when you play. And if I were to sing with you playing, I believed we could make beautiful music together.
I eventually approached you to see if maybe you’d want to join me in a talent contest. With your bass and my vocals together, we could make the world see how talented and passionate we were. You told me that you’d join me on one condition but refused to tell me what it was beforehand. Desperate, I told you yes and even to this day I’ve never regretted it. I found out later that you actually had more than one, but the first one you gave me was that you’re friend Jonghun had to play guitar for us. I reluctantly allowed it, but only because I want to keep you around. Jonghun was almost as amazing a player as you were and I knew for a fact that he was much better on guitar than I was so I played back up guitar and sang. I was fine with that.
We practiced and practiced and practiced for hours on end and for days in a row, only taking breaks on the weekends. We practiced every lunch period and every day after school for the next two months, anticipation for the big day building and building until there were some days where I couldn’t take it anymore. Finally the day came and the three of us stood on the stage in front of the audience that filled the auditorium. My heart raced and I swallowed hard. It’ll be fine, Wonbin. Everything is fine. I had to tell myself more than once even before the song started. I heard you and Jonghun talking about something behind me, but at that point I couldn’t care less. As the cue started and you two started playing the tune I knew so well a huge smile crossed my face. I sang as best I could and as the song ended, I knew it had been better than any practice we’d done yet.
The blood rushed through my head and my heart beat so fast I could barely hear what was going on out on the stage after we left, but it was enough to know that the group right after us was pretty good as well and I knew we’d have competition. But I was confident. Confident in our skills and our performance and the confidence was not to waste. Only an hour later they announced the winner and when I heard our group name called I was so excited I had to hold back the tears. I felt you take my hand as we ascended the stairs to the stage. Whether you knew how I would react to seeing the other group on the stage as well or not, I don’t know, but when I saw them, my breath caught in my throat and I just about froze. Your hand in mine, though, made me keep going. Your fingers laced through mine…I lost track of what happened then and the next thing I remember is backstage again when I was pressing your fingertips to my lips just like I’d imagined so often. I don’t remember accepting the award or the cheers from the fans or the surprise contract offer that was made for us to combine with the other group to form one new band or even thanking everybody for liking our music, although I’m sure I did all that.
I remember the first time your lips touched mine with an encouraging ‘I knew you could do it’ on them and the subsequent kisses. This, I found out, had been your other unspoken condition. I still don’t know how you would have gotten me in that position if I hadn’t fallen for you on my own, but I don’t bother to ask. As they say, ignorance is bliss, right?
Rating: PG
Paring: Wonbin x Jaejin
Length: 848 words
Author's Note: Just a little thing I threw together because suna_sprite wrote a story for kuiper_belt and I. I've never written Jaebin before so this was a new experience. I'm now trying to successfully write one of every FTI pairing 8D
Whenever I saw the way your fingers glided along the strings of your bass as you practiced, it made me want to take those fingers in my own, hold them tight and press sweet kisses to them. Call it stalker-ish, call it weird, call it what you want, but I still can’t ever get over how free and amazing you are when you play. I always wish I could be like that. Wish I could play just because I want to, play because it was my passion; play with the intensity and the love for the game like you do. I wish it were a game for me. When I play, though…I’ve always been forced to play my guitar. My father was a guitarist and forced me to learn from a young age. It’s all I really know how to do, but I…I don’t hate it, but I don’t like it. I’ve always wanted to be a singer. My father always discouraged me from singing because ‘singers don’t make enough money. If you go on gigs with more than one artist, imagine all the money you could rake in.’ But I find the same passion when I sing that I see in you when you play. And if I were to sing with you playing, I believed we could make beautiful music together.
I eventually approached you to see if maybe you’d want to join me in a talent contest. With your bass and my vocals together, we could make the world see how talented and passionate we were. You told me that you’d join me on one condition but refused to tell me what it was beforehand. Desperate, I told you yes and even to this day I’ve never regretted it. I found out later that you actually had more than one, but the first one you gave me was that you’re friend Jonghun had to play guitar for us. I reluctantly allowed it, but only because I want to keep you around. Jonghun was almost as amazing a player as you were and I knew for a fact that he was much better on guitar than I was so I played back up guitar and sang. I was fine with that.
We practiced and practiced and practiced for hours on end and for days in a row, only taking breaks on the weekends. We practiced every lunch period and every day after school for the next two months, anticipation for the big day building and building until there were some days where I couldn’t take it anymore. Finally the day came and the three of us stood on the stage in front of the audience that filled the auditorium. My heart raced and I swallowed hard. It’ll be fine, Wonbin. Everything is fine. I had to tell myself more than once even before the song started. I heard you and Jonghun talking about something behind me, but at that point I couldn’t care less. As the cue started and you two started playing the tune I knew so well a huge smile crossed my face. I sang as best I could and as the song ended, I knew it had been better than any practice we’d done yet.
The blood rushed through my head and my heart beat so fast I could barely hear what was going on out on the stage after we left, but it was enough to know that the group right after us was pretty good as well and I knew we’d have competition. But I was confident. Confident in our skills and our performance and the confidence was not to waste. Only an hour later they announced the winner and when I heard our group name called I was so excited I had to hold back the tears. I felt you take my hand as we ascended the stairs to the stage. Whether you knew how I would react to seeing the other group on the stage as well or not, I don’t know, but when I saw them, my breath caught in my throat and I just about froze. Your hand in mine, though, made me keep going. Your fingers laced through mine…I lost track of what happened then and the next thing I remember is backstage again when I was pressing your fingertips to my lips just like I’d imagined so often. I don’t remember accepting the award or the cheers from the fans or the surprise contract offer that was made for us to combine with the other group to form one new band or even thanking everybody for liking our music, although I’m sure I did all that.
I remember the first time your lips touched mine with an encouraging ‘I knew you could do it’ on them and the subsequent kisses. This, I found out, had been your other unspoken condition. I still don’t know how you would have gotten me in that position if I hadn’t fallen for you on my own, but I don’t bother to ask. As they say, ignorance is bliss, right?