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"yoonoh, i need to get some new strings for my guitar at the shop. you wanna come with?" doyoung asked, grabbing his jacket off of their shared coat rack.
"can we grab some jjajangmyeon on the way back?" he asked from the couch, lounging lazily, scrolling through his twitter feed.
"uhh... yeah. yeah, sure," doyoung agreed, wrapping his scarf around his neck.
"ok then, i'll tag along," yoonoh jumped up from the couch, quickly throwing on a jacket, following doyoung out into the snowy night.
the two men walked the two blocks to johnny's music store, passing by the noodle shop that they'd stop at on their way back.
"oh my gosh, those noodles look delicious," yoonoh smiled, looking at the couple in the window, eating their food.
"yeah, yeah, can we go to the store now?" doyoung grumbled, pulling yoonoh away from the shop.
doyoung opened the door, the bell jingling as both walked in.
"hello! welcome to johnny's music store! how can i help you?" a voice with a foreign accent asked.
"huh? you're not johnny," doyoung points out.
"haha, yeah. i'm chittaphon. i'm new," the worker smiles.
"oh, cool! i'm doyoung, i play jams here sometimes. i'll just go get some strings for my guitar..." the boy zones on, walking to the small guitar section.
"oh... i'm yoonoh... doyoungie's friend," he waves and chittaphon smiles.
yoonoh looks around, noticing a new piano.
"would you mind if i played this?" he wonders, walking over to it.
"of course not! go ahead, that's what it's there for!" chittaphon encouraged enthusiastically.
yoonoh pulls the seat out ans sits down. he presses a few keys ans starts to mess around a little.
"can you play?" chittaphon asks.
"yeah," yoohoh responds, playing an original song that him and doyoung wrote.
he starts to sing, his melodic voice bouncing off of the walls, blending with the piano.
he's so engrossed in the song, he doesn't hear the bell of the shop door ring. his eyes are closed, but he can feel chittaphon staring at him while he sings.
once the song is done, not one, but two pairs of applause are heard.
"yoonoh, that was wonderful!" chittaphon exclaims.
he looks up to see chittaphon and another man staring, hands slowly clapping.
