A/N : happy happy happy birthday ink!!! @perpetualhearts !! you are one of the best friends i have had the pleasure of meeting on this hell hole. i am way more sappy in my end notes so <3 i shall stop for now but!! have the bestest of days!! also. thank you for getting me out of this rut HELP you are amazing muse WHAT. oh and thank you sm @nobaracore for betaing i love you adi your comments made my day and yeah <233
Keefe grins beatifically at him, and despite the fact his teeth are crooked, he still looks angelic, and with the way he shakes his hair, preening, Tam’s suddenly aware of the fact that Keefe’s eyes are a brilliant blue that has an uncanny way of capturing one’s attention, despite blending in with his pale skin - though his defining features would no doubt be his lips, that are shimmer ever so slightly with the faint sheen of lipgloss.
“Good enough to accept defeat?” Keefe replies, though his smile is less sharp and more slanted into a grin of marigold yellow and something Linh would call a honeymoon bliss.
Or, there's a whole language unspoken in the way they say each other's names.
[Featuring terrible cooking and unhelpful siblings, original sonatas, a history of pining, and maybe an audience comprising of... almost the entire music industry.]
니가 부르는 나의 이름이
듣고 싶어 너의 그 목소리
The sound of you calling my name,
I want to hear it, your voice
There’s light spooling out of the window the first time he hears the name Keefe Sencen in what feels like an eternity.
There’s a poetic metaphor hidden somewhere, in the way his hair falls loosely over his shoulders, still as messy as the photo he remembers in a distant memory of childhood, rose tinted memories of a boy with a crossed tongue and a too bright laugh and too bright smile.
Though the fact that he somehow knows Keefe doesn’t make the fact that pairing up with the boy who somehow single handedly managed to become his rival in the music industry and who he’s pretty sure absolutely hates him any easier - simply because “”the people voted for it.””
Tam is pretty sure that he's never thought like this. Nor does he want to contemplate the reality that people think like this. These terrible, terrible words are just going to leave his mouth because of — the consequence of the thoughtless music fans, and him and Keefe's apparent music.
He doesn't bother to return the bright smile being thrown by Keefe in his direction that’s tinged with curiosity and…. apprehension, instead focusing his attention on the offending paper in front of him. Which he must read out on camera. On camera .
Linh is going to see this. Biana is going to see this. Linh is going to find this and record this for posterity and show this to Biana and Marella and anyone else she can get her hands on.
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