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Sitting down on the couch, Daniel placed his violin over his lap. It wasn't every day that he could invite the apple of his eye over, as their jobs took up a lot of their time, and the blond’s pursuit of college education in hopes of getting his degree in criminal psychology took up an equal amount of time. What was even rarer was the opportunity to have an audience when he played any of his strings.
Tonight was special. David sat across from him in the sky blue recliner, hands holding his head as reddened elbows rested in his lap. Ming-jades were lidded as they gazed upon the blond. His posture was slumped, entirely at ease as he sat across his friend.
Adjusting his sheet music on the stand, ice blue eyes glanced down at his song of choice. On piano and strings, Elvis Presley’s music sounded astounding. It was emotional, attention catching. Every note played could convey a message that words never could.
Slowly, he adjusted his instrument under his chin, soft blues focusing on the notes displayed in front of him.
Inhaling a soft breath, Daniel brought his bow to his fiddle, allowing himself to relax. As he carefully moved his fingers over the strings of his violin, the blond’s eyes fluttered closed.
Around them, music filled the air of his apartment. Although it was loud, it was quaint. It drew in its audience of one quite well. The copper-haired man leaned forward in his seat slightly as Daniel played on. David’s eyes went wide for a moment as he listened to every note filling the room. The tune was familiar, making his muscles relax under their weight as he sat up straighter.
Under this light, Daniel was breathtaking. His slicked-back golden locks gleamed under the light of the lamp on the end table. The beams capture his angles perfectly. From soft pink lips highlighted by a low orange glow, to the dark shadow of his jawline on his neck, and the quiver of his Adam's apple as he hummed the lyrics to the song so lowly even David couldn't hear.
Then, it struck him. Every word to the first verse of the song filled his head in time with the blond’s slow, tender tunes. As the first verse came to an end, David’s breath hitched, his fingers intertwining as they rested in his lap and he sat up straight, a soft swelling filled his chest as the freckled man forced himself to overcome his anxiety and swallow it down. Parting his lips, those jade eyes went lidded as they focused on Daniel’s face and hands as he played his fiddle in a way nobody else could.
“ Like a river flows surely to the sea, ” David sang out, his tone soft, heart pouring out with each lyric as the words spilled from his ruby red lips like honey, “ darling, so it goes… ”
Every word the redhead sang drew Daniel in more and more. His hands didn't. Still, his efforts are only increasing tenfold as his friend sang for him.
“
Some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life too…
”
A smile spread across the blue-eyed man’s face, unable to contain his emotions as he usually did. This moment was unusual for him. Jasper, his childhood friend, often said that David had quite the singing voice, but never before had he gotten the chance to hear it for himself. Bubbling pride built within him as their music intertwined with one another and danced in the air. The singer’s voice was like an angel calling out to him, beckoning him closer as his bow flowed smoothly across the strings of his instrument.
“
For I can't help falling in love with you
Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling, so it goes
Some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you
For I can't help falling in love with you...”
David hadn't even realized his eyes had closed, a soft blush scattered across his features. When his eyes fluttered open, they locked onto a beautiful smile and equally enthralling eyes. The younger couldn't help but glance away as a small smile spread across his features. A nervous giggle escaped him, his slightly crooked teeth visible for a moment until he brought his hand over his mouth.
Daniel leaned forward, a pale hand gently grasping a thin and freckled wrist. “Please don't cover your smile,” he said, brows lightly furrowed in what could have been a concern with a hint of despair, “it's charming, and it suits you.”
“Gosh,” David breathed out as he let his hand rest on his lap before bringing it up to squeeze his left arm, “thank you.”
“Anything for you, Davey,” the blond said with a beaming smile and a faint blush before standing up, resting his violin on the stand beside the couch and dusting himself off. Glancing down at his watch, his heart clenched and brows furrowed. David should have left a few minutes ago.
Turning on his heel, the blond was surprised to see David standing so close beside him. He tensed for a moment, but relaxed when hands gently placed themselves on his shoulders. They slid down his biceps and forearms, lightly cupping his hands. There was a moment of silence between them. It was calming, almost tender as the nineteen-year-old slotted his fingers between the blond’s.
Daniel felt his breath hitch as his friend carefully stood on his feet. It seemed like David’s 5’8” status was nothing in comparison to his own 6’5” height. Being surprisingly light, David didn't hurt as the younger stood on his toes, lightly pressing their lips together. For a moment, time stood still as his wide blue eyes locked onto the closed freckled lids of his love’s closed eyes. All tension melted away at the blond allowed his own eyes to flutter shut, tilting his head and pressing back into the kiss finally.
This only encouraged David. His warm, wet tongue poked out between his lips, gliding across Daniel’s own and smiling calmly when he felt them part. Their tongues lightly met in the center, moving around one another. When David pulled away and gazed up at his crush with a lidded gaze, he couldn't help but giggle at how utter red and warm Daniel’s face was. He stepped off his friend’s feet with a smile, stretching up on his toes again to caress the blond’s cheek.
“I think it's time for me to go,” David said with a lovesick giggle. His hand came up to cover his lips but stopped when Daniel lightly grasped his wrist and held it politely in his grip.
“May I walk to you your car?”
The blush on David’s cheeks that was once barely noticeable flared brighter. “I think I'd love that,” he whispered with a grin as Daniel leaned down and caught his lips in another passionate kiss.