Scene IV.

    After that night of piano playing and talking, the two boys were inseparable. During the day while heading to their classes they acted as if they knew nothing of each other and completely ignored each other's presence. Though, every day at 6:00 pm they would meet at the piano room, talking to each other rather than actually playing. Eventually Jungkook invited Taehyung to his dorm to which he gladly accepted.

During a particularly rainy day, they sat on top of Jungkook’s small bed, fiddling with the sheets as they confessed secrets, truths, and memories.  

“Jungkook? Can you describe yourself to me?” This had been the first time Taehyung ever spoken his wonders aloud. Taehyung heard as Jungkook breathed through his nose, knowing that Jungkook was very hesitant about answering this due to his timid personality.

“Well, I have black hair, I have dark eyes, and I remember someone saying I have high cheekbones so there’s always that.” Jungkook answered, stumbling over his words a few times and quickening up at inappropriate times. Taehyung giggled a little at the last segment of the sentence, his hand reaching up to his mouth to muffle the sound. Without much thought, Taehyung stretched out his hand towards Jungkook, almost instinctively. Taking a couple of moments to realize the situation, Jungkook shakily reached out his hand to gently grab Taehyung’s wrist and bring it towards his face.

    With light touches, Taehyung traced Jungkook’s cheekbones, his jawline, his nose, and his lips. He then moved onto playing with Jungkook’s hair, running his fingers from the roots of his hair to the tip. Dragging his hand down to Jungkook’s ears, he caressed the side of his face. Jungkook could feel as a blush arose in his cheeks, but the truth it, he didn’t want to feeling of Taehyung touching him to ever leave. Almost as if he was thinking the same thing, Taehyung ran his hand down Jungkook’s neck and t