“I think your vocals are slightly off,” Kyoko explained, “It’s not bad considering you are a rapper, you just need more vocal training,”
“I was worried about that,” Taecyeon laughed, leaning over Kyoko’s shoulder slightly, “I’ll guess Junho would be a better trainer because he’s male,”
“More then likely although I’d suggest Nichkun,” Kyoko explained, “He’s got a deeper voice like yours,”
“And you have the highest voice in the group,” Taecyeon complimented her.
“That I do,” Kyoko smiled.
She turned back to the mixing board and computer, typing away codes into the music system to adjust the vocals so they matched the music. Kyoko was confused when Taecyeon had asked her to help him produce some of his solo work, she had worked plenty of times in producing her own solo music and working with Jay, her skill did lie in the producing aspect and dance skills of the group.
Taecyeon gave Kyoko a side ways glance from his place, stopping from writing down his lyrics. She had no makeup; her hair was tied up in a messy bun with bits of her hair in her face that she had tucked behind her ears excluding a few loose strands. She hadn’t tried to dress up today, sitting in jeans and an oversized shirt, Taecyeon had to thank Jay for one thing, Kyoko was almost back to her old self. The self that Taecyeon loved.
Kyoko turned when she noticed Taecyeon had leaned in slightly, a confused look on her face.
“Are you okay Taec?” She asked.
“Could I try something?” He asked, swallowing thickly, it wouldn’t hurt to try this, Kyoko had liked him once before.
“Sure, what did you want- “
She was cut off when Taecyeon’s lips softly met her own, his eyes closing and hers’ going wide. Taecyeon was kissing her, his lips where against her own. Kyoko panicked and raised her hand, slapping her hand across Taecyeon’s face and quickly standing up, backing away from him.
“Ok Taecyeon what the hell?!” Kyoko yelled.
Taecyeon was cupping his cheek with wide eyes, “Kyo- “
“Don’t,” She shook her head in almost disgust, “Wonshik and I, you just...”
Taecyeon stared up at her with regretful eyes.
“Don’t touch me ever again!” She screamed before turning and running from the studio,
