THE VIOLINIST AND HIS PIANIST. / KTH

thirty one

we sat there for a while,

eating each other's

ice cream cones,

before ultimately deciding

that it was best to head back.

he persuaded me into

stopping by a pond close

to his house first,

so i nodded my head,

following him to wherever.

there was a full moon tonight.

some stars here and there.

we walked slowly,

admiring the trees and such.

i made sure to keep an eye

on his feet, although

he repeatedly told me that

nothing was wrong

and he could walk perfectly fine.

we whistled a familiar tune.

it took me a few seconds before

i realized he was whistling

my recital piece from last year.

i only played it for him once,

but howl moving castle's theme

was a familiar piece to him.

casually, i felt his fingers

tangle onto mine.

he tightened his hold,

and i felt my heart pacing.

i looked away, a faint color

creeping up my cheeks.

when we made eye contact again,

i saw him smile brightly.

i gasped unintentionally.

"you're cute when you're shy,"

he told me, still trying to contain

his laughter.

kim taehyung,

i could say the same thing

for you.