yoonmin "call me by your name"

intro

"it's just two more people."

"you mean three." his mother said, correcting him.

"oh."

as soon as they finished talking, a car horn could be heard right outside their front door.

"coming!" jimin's mother said, wiping her hands on her apron.

"jimin, make sure there's no flies on the food; they're here."

as his mother walked away, jimin thought to himself.

i wonder what time he'll be arriving. will he be my age? what if he hates me? what if we have nothing in common, or worse, what if I don't like him?

as jimin thought, he was interrupted by his obnoxiously loud aunt greeting him.

"jimin! it's so good to see you!" his aunt said, smothering him with hugs and kisses.

"the last time i saw you, you were about twelve years old. how old are you now?"

"i'm eighteen."

his aunts eyes widened as if she was about to faint. "eighteen? wow it's been so long! you're an adult now!"

jimin put on the fakest smile he had, he loved his aunt, but sometimes she was a little too much.

his uncle was much more calm. he barely spoke and usually was quite boring. it surprised jimin to see how different they were, but he figured that their differences only make them much more fit for each other.

"where's your father?" his aunt said.

"he should be coming down soon." jimin's mother said.

"elio!" she yelled, and a few seconds later, a man with small framed glasses and a sweater vest came running down, a big book in hand.

"ah, it's so good to see you!" he said, giving both adults a big hug.

jimin loved his father. he had a comforting aura, and he loved to be in his study all day.

as they all made their way back to the table to have a seat, they spent brunch conversing about everything, from italy's amazing environment to jimin's school life.

"so jimin, we heard that there's a transfer student arriving today. what's his name? do you know anything about him?"

frankly, jimin didn't know what to say. he had no idea who this mystery person was, as his father wouldn't tell him anything, saying that it was better to be a surprise.

"well, i haven't learned anything about him, since my father won't tell me a single thing." he jokingly complained.

"well, sometimes it's good to leave these things a surprise." he said.

"well, once you do learn about him, be sure to tell me everything!" his aunt said.

"i will." jimin said smiling.

as they continued talking, jimin's aunt took a look at her watch.

"oh dear, it's almost 2:00, we should be going now." she said.

she and her husband got up to say goodbye, and thanked jimin's mother for the delicious food. as they gave some final hugs, jimin's aunt whispered something into his ear.

"don't go falling in love now."

as she pulled away, she gave him a big smile, leaving jimin very confused.

they got back into their small, off white car and drove away.

jimin began walking back to his room, puzzled.

falling in love? with who?

jimin spent the rest of the hour thinking over this, and decided to go downstairs and play on his beloved grand piano.

an: if you guys would like to hear the song i imagined him playing, go the the Call Me By Your Name soundtrack, and play "Une Barque sur l'océan from Miroirs"

as he played, his mind cleared, his eyes closed, and all he could hear were the notes coming from the keys he played.

his mind became swirled into the music, and he couldn't think of anything else.

it was around 2:00pm, and as jimin played, he couldn't hear the sound of a car pulling into their dirt driveway.

he couldn't hear his mother rushing towards the door.
he couldn't heard the door open.
he couldn't hear people greeting each other.
he couldn't hear luggages being brought in.
he couldn't hear footsteps going up the stairs. he couldn't hear his mother calling him.
he couldn't hear footsteps coming towards him.

and once his hands left the piano, he heard someone quietly say, "that was amazing."