Finally they arrived at home, it wasn't a mess like Type said. Gulf asked Lhong if he wanted to see his room and he nodded shyly, Gulf grabbed his wrist and started pulling him, as he opened the door Lhong smiled since how cute it was...
There was a large bed, a double desk so that they could havetheir space but being next to each other, a white wardrobe and a black digital piano with a little lamp on it. Lhong was thinking about the scene... at night, the small light of the lamp reflecting on the white keys of the plastic keyboard, and Gulf practicing... his slender fingers running on it... a lullaby for Lhong... everything sounded like a lullaby in that situation... even the most difficult etudes by Liszt or Chopin...
"And this is the piano as you can see... don't worry, if you prefer to rest I can take it to the living room so that I won't bother you ai Lhong" for the whole time Gulf was showing the room and describing every single detail but Lhong wasn't even listening to him
"Oh, don't worry... I love watching you playing... I could stare at you fo hours..." Tharn patted Type's shoulder and sighed
"Why do you keep yelling when I practice? Can't you be like Lhong?"
"If you wanted him you could date him asshole"
"I'm sure that... he was just joking ai Type..." Lhong said, usually a sentence like that would have disappointed him but this time it was like he almost forgot that he fell in love with Tharn, it was the past, he loved Gulf and he was the only guy he loved...
"let's leave them alone now... and take the cat ears... I have to punish you" Tharn said
"Shut up"
"Oh come on, I know you liked those too, don't act like that, let's go to our room"
Lhong closed the door fearing some... noise from Tharn's room and looked at Gulf
"Ai Gulf... do you want to play?" Lhong asked
"Oh yes ai Lhong, there's a piece that I really like but I need to practice more, the sheet is on the desk..." Gulf said sitting at the piano. Lhong took it and placed it on the piano.
Gulf started playing, he made a few mistakes but nothing serious... he continued and continued... it was a pretty long piece... as he reached the end of the page he didn't even have to look at Lhong, he already turned it, his head was almost resting on Gulf's shoulder as he did it.
"Thank you..."
"Shh... keep playing... rhythm..."
"Hey, if you're so good then why don't you play it!" Gulf said a bit annoyed
"Sorry... I just tried to help you..."
"Come on... sit beside me..." Lhong did as Gulf asked
"Let's start by placing the hands correctly... yes... exactly like that... so let's sta... wait ... what are you doing?" Gulf said shocked as Lhong started playing Chopin prelude in a major... not too difficult... but not the kind of piece you expect from a beginner
"It was terrible right?"
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Too late... (Completed)
FanfictionLhong was about to kill Type but luckly it didn't happen, now he has to find to deal with the past...or perish.
