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Her fingers had been pressing the keys on the electronic piano for a while now. How long was he knocked out? Groaning, he rose from the sofa and rubbed his eyes.
“It’s about time you wrap up, woman. Store’s closing soon.”
“The hell are you saying, sleepyhead?”
She whipped her head to face him, her cheeks puffed playfully. Once her gaze landed at his idiotic grin, the air inside her cheeks deflated as a chuckle escaped her lips. She shook her head and returned her attention back to her keyboard. A short melody emerged, gentle and warm.
He got off the sofa he was sitting on and approached her, bumping his side against her affectionately.
“Done with the draft?”
“Yep. Just throwing out ideas to eventually mix in in the final product, then I should be good to mix them together.” She glanced up at him. “Wanna take a listen?”
He shook his head. “Keep it a surprise for now. What I want is…” He paused, his hand patting the top of her head. She let out a confused noise as she saw him grab a chair from the kitchen table.
“Ah.”
He wanted to sit beside her. That silly young man.
Once he was sitting beside her, he gave her a gentle poke on the shoulder.
“Two keyboards, huh?”
“Of course. I have to compose the melody I want to base the song on, and then compose the rhythm on the side.”
He poked her gently again.
“And since you’re done, how about we play something together? Doesn’t have to be long, just a short one will do.”
“Fuee? You? Playing piano with me?” Her brows creased, but she couldn’t hide the smile slipping from the corner of her lips. “Never thought I'd hear you say that, Kurosaki Ranmaru.”
“Heh. A rare thing to hear, eh?” An amused chuckle escaped his lips. “Kurosaki Ranmaru, the idol with crimson color, asking his sweetheart, Kurosaki Soramaru, to play a piano together.”
She kicked his shin in response, her smile never wavering.
Ignoring the sting that was building up from his poor leg, he placed a quick peck on her cheek as revenge. “So, I wanna play a certain song with you, something special for music day.”
Ignoring the warmth in her cheeks, Soramaru stared at him with wide eyes. “Oh? What’s that?”
“Hidamari Rhodonite.”
The warmth in her cheeks became hotter. She felt her heart skip a beat, and her calm hands turned clammy. She scowled at him, doing her best to look angry at him, but she knew it was not effective; it was futile.
He pecked her forehead this time.
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Once they were done, they let the silence envelop their surroundings. Just the faint thumping of their own heartbeats.
He glanced at her, seeing her just be in the moment. Her eyes closed, her breathing calm, her cheeks pink, and a gentle smile on her lips.
He leaned closer to her face slowly, watching her flinch when his breath made contact on her skin. His lips landed on her cheek, planting a soft kiss before pulling back.
“Idiot.”
Ranmaru chuckled.
“I’m your personal idiot.”