"Look bro, sometimes I'm jealous of how well you can sing, teach hyung?"
TARO STOPS to think. an overacted hmm vibrates in his throat as he contemplates what’s being asked of him- that devilish smirk painting his features before long. “hyung- i’m not really sure that all of this,” this is where he stops to gesture to himself. “can be taught. jesus performed miracles, but he didn’t teach anybody else how to do them, too, you know?”
he laughs before long, unable to keep up the jig. something in his brain whispers to him that, taro, you just compared yourself to jesus, and suddenly he feels the need to backtrack. too much? too much.
“just kiddin’.” he clarifies cheerfully, slinging his arm around his senior’s shoulders as they make their way back to the crown building, having just gone out to grab a bite for lunch. “i can give you some pointers, i guess? i’m not a great teacher.”
