Music to My Ears || L and Sungjong
Turning his head, shaking it slightly in mock disapproval, L reached over to gently flick Sungjong on the forehead. ”I’m not possessive,” there was a slight pause before he continued, “I’m just merely looking out for you.” There was a small shrug before he continued his walk.
"I can see you like the piano." He bobbed his head up and down happily, the more than small grin still plastered on his face. "Hey, have you ever though about asking for a piano back on the home island? We could have one in the living room and then you could play whenever I wanted." He smirked, still allowing Sungjong to tow him along like a rag doll, wandering to wherever he wished to go.
He let out a quiet snicker at the other’s statement. Cool? L was everything but cool. He was hot headed, flaming, passionate but not cool. Instead of a cold retaliate he just nodded, chuckling lowly. “Whatever you say, Jong. But I was not jealous.”
As L brought up the suggestion of asking for a piano back on the home island and that they could have it in the living room and Sungjong could play it for him whenever he wanted it, Sungjong smiled brightly. Well, that was definately a suggestion but pianos were heavy and he had no idea whether Junsu would allow it. Sungjong laughed a bit, as he pondered where to go next. “Well, hyung, that would be nice but Junsu has the power to say no,” he said, and deep in his heart, he thought that moving a piano into the house was like picking furniture for a new apartment. Daunting and a very couple thing to do.
He avoided saying that and instead dragged L out to the Gardens to look around. Sungjong was unlike L. He was calm, collected, but passionate in what he enjoyed. As L said that he was not jealous, Sungjong dropped the topic, since the stubborness of L was not to be budged. “Alright, whatever you say, Hyung,” he said, laughing a bit. He winked in a knowing fashion that L was totally jealous ealier.
He didn’t want to make L mad or upset but Sungjong hugged L tightly. “It’s okay to be jealous, oppa. It’s cute,” he said, a smile heard in his voice. Sungjong was just happy to be around L, however he had no idea what the consequences would be for him of the slight intimate contact.
