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Jeremy stopped short before knocking at Michael's bedroom door when he heard a quiet chuckle.
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The familiar gentle strumming of Michael's guitar floated through the door, soon followed by his soft, melodic singing voice.
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The strumming gained more energy, and Michael laughed again before following a playful dialogue.
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The strumming fell back into a groove.
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The strumming ceased with a sharp slap to the guitar's soundboard. Jeremy was leaning against the doorframe, ear at the crack at the side of the door. His freckled face was scrunched up in a smile, cheeks painted a light peony pink.
In another moment, Jeremy heard the melody being strummed once more, slower this time. Quietly as he could, he opened the door about half an inch so as to hear the music better.
"Because... You're sweet... And lovely... Boy...
Because... You're sweet... It's true...
I love you... I do..."
More slow strumming.
"Dadah dat dat dat dat dah... Dadun doo... Dadun dah dat dah dat din... Dadin doo... Dadah dat..."
The strumming stopped.
"Christ I am hopelessly in love with this kid..."
Jeremy peeked through the crack of the slightly open door. Michael lay flat on his back on his bed with its messy navy and orange sheets, his feet dangling off the side. His acoustic guitar rested on his stomach, his right hand laid loosely on the soundboard. His left hand was on the bed just under the guitar's neck, as though it had flopped down from its position on the instrument. His overall expression was dreamy, and his eyes were practically bugging giant fuchsia hearts as he stared unseeingly into the empty space above him. A vague smile graced his lips. The drawstrings of his hoodie lay askew around his face among the rumpled bedclothes. He sighed deeply before tunelessly plucking a few strings with his right thumb.
"God, Heere... You're gonna be the fuckin' death of me... I swear..." He sat back up, smiling properly now, and started to strum again.
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The melody fell swinging and playful upon keenly listening ears. The rhythm was punctuated with slaps to the soundboard between strums.
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Back to the chorus, with Michael's heels thumping on the carpeted floor.
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Again to the swinging, cheery melody...
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And the chorus...
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Jeremy closed his eyes, tapping his toes silently against the carpet.
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Jeremy leaned into the crack and gently knocked on the door before quietly calling Michael.
"H-hey there, s-sunshine..."