Let the music control your feelings
Title: Let the music control your feelings
Pairing: Jay/Nichkhun
Rating: Don't know, i'm bad at ratings
Warning: Bad writing and English
The first time I met you you was in a rush because you needed to be on time at your classes.
The second time I met you was when I was lying under a three and you just walk past me listening to piano music while you were moving your fingers in the sky, playing at a invisible piano in your mind.
The third time I met you was when I went out with my friends, I never knew you would go to a club like this one.
You looked so damn sexy in those clothes you wore, and the way you moved.
Yes, I like you and I don’t even know you really, I know you play piano and that we go to the same school and that you’re Thais.
I know that girls love you; I know you can let them squeal with just one wink, but I didn’t knew that I would like you.
I know his name is Nichkhun but I didn’t knew that he would make me fall in love with a guy, because I always said that I would never like a guy even not if he is the last person with me on earth.
Yes, you are beautiful and cute, and you have a kind heart but it’s just weird.
Now I meet you again, this time at one of the music rooms we have at school, I leave my music sheets at the room. When I stand for the door I hear some beautiful piano music, I open the door and see you sitting there.
Your eyes closed and your fingers at the keys of the piano, your fingers are moving like they moved on air and not at the keys of the piano.
The melody sounds peaceful and beautiful, yet it sounds also kind of sad, but still beautiful.
I totally forget why I am here, I just listen to the beautiful sound created by the one who just stole my whole heart.
I am lost in the sound and my own world till the piece ended.
I look up and see Nichkhun is looking at me, I just look back quietly. Finally I broke the silence.
“That sounded great.”
“Thanks.” He says a little shy.
“You’re welcome. Could you maybe play it again?” I ask, hoping he will do it because I love the sound already.
He nods and turns around. His fingers are again on the keys playing that beautiful melody, the sound fills the room again and I just drown again in my own world.
I close my eyes and let the music take control of my body, when the music stops I open my eyes and see that I stand right in front of the piano.
“Can you play?” Nichkhun asks.
“No.” I answer.
He only smiles and then looks again at the piano.
His fingers touching the keys again, a beautiful sound was created again but this time a other sound than the sound I heard earlier.
My eyes closed again and again I was drowning in the beautiful sound and in my own world.
After he stops playing I look again at him, I walk to stand next to him but he gestures me too sit down next too him. I do it and look at myself.
“Follow my moves with your own hands.” He says.
I place my hands next to his and but I only look at the way they move, my hands never move on the keys.
“Why don’t you play?” ask he.
“I don’t know,” I say, still looking at those magical hands, “maybe because your hands created such a beautiful sound and I don’t want to ruin it.”
He laughs softly and I just stare at him, his cheeks are a little pink.
“Thanks Jaebeom.” he says.
I look confused at him, how does he knows my name?
“I’ve my ways.” he says before I can ask him about it.
“Can I ask you something?”
He just nods.
“What was the first piece of music that you played?”
“River flows in you, a beautiful piece of Yiruma.”
There is a silence after that, we only look at each other till he stands up and walks away. Again I look confused at him, why did he leave without a word?
After that meeting I come everyday to the music room hoping to see him again, but he never comes back.
I never see him at school anymore, I never see him at the music room and I never see him again in the garden playing on a invisible piano.
I only see his beautiful face in my dreams and my daydreams where only full of him and those sounds he created at the piano.
After a few weeks I still had hope that I will see him again but my hope slowly fades away after the first month.
Everyday when I sit there I look at the music sheet right for my nose, the music sheet of the beautiful piece that he had played.
Every time I try to play it but I always make the same mistakes, sometimes I even scream of frustration that it doesn’t goes the way I want it.
I try my best to make it sound as beautiful as you did, but I can’t.
I do my best to forget you, but every time I come back to the room hoping to see you playing again, but every time I don't see you.
In the second month I give up my hope, it is useless, I know I won't see you again.
Maybe we aren’t meant to be together, maybe I’ll find my happiness with some else and you too.
In the third month I would go sometimes to the room, sometimes I still hope to see you there but I know I won’t see you.
One day when I go again just to practice the piece of music I will play on my exam I saw you sitting there again.
You’re eyes again closed and again you play that piece, but when you heard the door you stop and turn to look.
You smile at me and say a soft hello, I reply with also a soft hello and a little smile. We say nothing more and I walk to him, I settle next to him.
He places his hand on top of mine and I look at him. His eyes are filled with different emotions.
“Do you know why I left?” asks he.
“No.”
“I left because of my feelings.”
“Why?” I ask curiously.
“Because I needed to know if I like you.”
“And?”
I always hoped that he will return my feelings, so I hope that he says that he likes me.
“I like you.”
And before I knew it his lips were on my lips, first I look with wide eyes at him but then he deepened the kiss and slowly I close my eyes.
Our tongues had a battle of dominance and after a few seconds I lead the kiss.
After a minute of five I ended the kiss because of the lack of oxygen. I hug him and kiss him in his neck.
“I think I like you too.” I whisper in his ear.
Pairing: Jay/Nichkhun
Rating: Don't know, i'm bad at ratings
Warning: Bad writing and English
The first time I met you you was in a rush because you needed to be on time at your classes.
The second time I met you was when I was lying under a three and you just walk past me listening to piano music while you were moving your fingers in the sky, playing at a invisible piano in your mind.
The third time I met you was when I went out with my friends, I never knew you would go to a club like this one.
You looked so damn sexy in those clothes you wore, and the way you moved.
Yes, I like you and I don’t even know you really, I know you play piano and that we go to the same school and that you’re Thais.
I know that girls love you; I know you can let them squeal with just one wink, but I didn’t knew that I would like you.
I know his name is Nichkhun but I didn’t knew that he would make me fall in love with a guy, because I always said that I would never like a guy even not if he is the last person with me on earth.
Yes, you are beautiful and cute, and you have a kind heart but it’s just weird.
Now I meet you again, this time at one of the music rooms we have at school, I leave my music sheets at the room. When I stand for the door I hear some beautiful piano music, I open the door and see you sitting there.
Your eyes closed and your fingers at the keys of the piano, your fingers are moving like they moved on air and not at the keys of the piano.
The melody sounds peaceful and beautiful, yet it sounds also kind of sad, but still beautiful.
I totally forget why I am here, I just listen to the beautiful sound created by the one who just stole my whole heart.
I am lost in the sound and my own world till the piece ended.
I look up and see Nichkhun is looking at me, I just look back quietly. Finally I broke the silence.
“That sounded great.”
“Thanks.” He says a little shy.
“You’re welcome. Could you maybe play it again?” I ask, hoping he will do it because I love the sound already.
He nods and turns around. His fingers are again on the keys playing that beautiful melody, the sound fills the room again and I just drown again in my own world.
I close my eyes and let the music take control of my body, when the music stops I open my eyes and see that I stand right in front of the piano.
“Can you play?” Nichkhun asks.
“No.” I answer.
He only smiles and then looks again at the piano.
His fingers touching the keys again, a beautiful sound was created again but this time a other sound than the sound I heard earlier.
My eyes closed again and again I was drowning in the beautiful sound and in my own world.
After he stops playing I look again at him, I walk to stand next to him but he gestures me too sit down next too him. I do it and look at myself.
“Follow my moves with your own hands.” He says.
I place my hands next to his and but I only look at the way they move, my hands never move on the keys.
“Why don’t you play?” ask he.
“I don’t know,” I say, still looking at those magical hands, “maybe because your hands created such a beautiful sound and I don’t want to ruin it.”
He laughs softly and I just stare at him, his cheeks are a little pink.
“Thanks Jaebeom.” he says.
I look confused at him, how does he knows my name?
“I’ve my ways.” he says before I can ask him about it.
“Can I ask you something?”
He just nods.
“What was the first piece of music that you played?”
“River flows in you, a beautiful piece of Yiruma.”
There is a silence after that, we only look at each other till he stands up and walks away. Again I look confused at him, why did he leave without a word?
After that meeting I come everyday to the music room hoping to see him again, but he never comes back.
I never see him at school anymore, I never see him at the music room and I never see him again in the garden playing on a invisible piano.
I only see his beautiful face in my dreams and my daydreams where only full of him and those sounds he created at the piano.
After a few weeks I still had hope that I will see him again but my hope slowly fades away after the first month.
Everyday when I sit there I look at the music sheet right for my nose, the music sheet of the beautiful piece that he had played.
Every time I try to play it but I always make the same mistakes, sometimes I even scream of frustration that it doesn’t goes the way I want it.
I try my best to make it sound as beautiful as you did, but I can’t.
I do my best to forget you, but every time I come back to the room hoping to see you playing again, but every time I don't see you.
In the second month I give up my hope, it is useless, I know I won't see you again.
Maybe we aren’t meant to be together, maybe I’ll find my happiness with some else and you too.
In the third month I would go sometimes to the room, sometimes I still hope to see you there but I know I won’t see you.
One day when I go again just to practice the piece of music I will play on my exam I saw you sitting there again.
You’re eyes again closed and again you play that piece, but when you heard the door you stop and turn to look.
You smile at me and say a soft hello, I reply with also a soft hello and a little smile. We say nothing more and I walk to him, I settle next to him.
He places his hand on top of mine and I look at him. His eyes are filled with different emotions.
“Do you know why I left?” asks he.
“No.”
“I left because of my feelings.”
“Why?” I ask curiously.
“Because I needed to know if I like you.”
“And?”
I always hoped that he will return my feelings, so I hope that he says that he likes me.
“I like you.”
And before I knew it his lips were on my lips, first I look with wide eyes at him but then he deepened the kiss and slowly I close my eyes.
Our tongues had a battle of dominance and after a few seconds I lead the kiss.
After a minute of five I ended the kiss because of the lack of oxygen. I hug him and kiss him in his neck.
“I think I like you too.” I whisper in his ear.