They headed into BigHit and she didn't feel Suga's presence in her studio as she usually did. She sat down and tried using the equipment herself and commanded the operator to make a track to her desire. She scooted back and forth from the computer and the piano making a tune that she thought suited her the best. She finished in an hour and a half with the basic structure. She applauded herself as she listened to the track and thought of lyrics. She sang in her head and when she thought of something useable, she took out her recorder to record herself so she wouldn't forget and played it back. It's been awhile since she sang too, she used to sing in church when she was younger often. She remembered that. She had her first verse done and she was tired.
She felt a hand tap her and she turned toward the direction.
"Look at you go, Ms.Talented. You already have a first verse. Can I listen to it?" He placed a hand on her chair.
Recognizing the voice, it was Suga. "No! Not yet!" She took her hands out trying to protect her stuff.
"Okay, okay." He raised his hands as if he wanted to surrender.
"Take a break, if you work too hard without a break the lyrics wont flow as easy. Wanna play basketball with me?" He turned her chair around so he was facing her.
She had a questionable expression on her face. "Why are you asking a blind girl to throw balls in a hoop?"
He placed his hands on the arm chair locking her in. He was a few inches away and studied her face. "You can play the piano right?" He said softly
She gulped as he was just breaths away from her, talking so closely. She nodded.
"Then why wouldn't you be able to play basketball?" he let go, acknowledging he was too close.
Her heart slowed down in pace. "That's true. But you'll have to teach me." She got up, luckily, she was wearing jeans and not a dress.
"Don't worry I won't go Michael Jordan on you." he chuckled.
"You better not." She pouted.
He smiled. "Hand?"
"What for?"
"To walk to the court, it's a walk."
"Wait, let me grab my cane." She turned to look for it.
He maneuvered his hands into hers. "Do you trust me?"
She had a strong feeling in her heart. She nodded, he was trustable.
"Then hold onto me and you won't need anything else, I promise." Her hands fit his like a puzzle, her small delicate hands reminded him of their history. She was his first love he could never forget this. I missed this.
They walked out of the company it was 5'o clock and Suga had his mask on and a cap to be in disguise as they walked to the basketball court. He held her hand firmly in his. Her heart would race every time he'd squeeze her hand to secure it in his. It felt familiar.
"The air feels good." He said and a nice cool breeze came along.
"I love this weather." She smiled. "What's your favorite season?"
"Hmm I like all seasons but maybe when you can wear short sleeves at day and long sleeves at night. What about you?" He looked over at her.
"That sounds like the desert." She chuckled and he smiled.
"You judging me?" He tugged her hand a bit.
"No." She tugged it back. "I like that, very versatile answer."
"For me I think I like the spring. I like it when the flowers are fully bloomed and the city is colored because of it. It makes me happy for the trees, they're able to shine again, they were ignored during winter being lifeless and distraught. They're visited by everyone in the spring. Like cherry blossoms." She thought of her dad, when she was busily looking the cherry blossoms as the incident occurred. A tear came down her cheek and she quickly wiped it away in hope Suga wouldn't notice.
He stopped in his track, examined her face. "We're here." He said softly, he let go of her hand.
"If you need to cry, don't hold it in. Let it all out. Have music comfort you, your friends comfort you..." he said gently. ...Let me comfort you.
Her lips turned upwards, "Thank you, Suga."
He was gazing at her, losing his trance of life and lost in her beauty. She looked beautiful to him when she was crying too.
"Where's the basketball?" she broke the silence and he snapped back to reality, he cleared his throat.
"Uhh right here." he grabbed the ball by the basketball hoop.
"Where am I?" She reached hands around trying to perceive where she was on the court. Am I on the court?
"I'm on the court, right?" She asked.
He chuckled "Yes. Here let me guide you around the court." He placed the ball and under his arm and took her hand once more.
He walked backwards slowly, "This is the half court."
"Okay, half court." She repeated
He walked a few steps back "this is the mid court line."
"Okay, the mid court line" she repeated again, trying to concentrate and be aware of her surroundings.
He chuckled at her cuteness and method of concentrating. "You don't have to memeorize, I'm just showing you around." He came back to where he had started
"I want to keep it in mind, I don't know much about basketball." She let go of his hand as they stopped.
"Where you're standing now is the free throw line." He took the basketball in his hands.
"So I can make a free throw and you won't charge me?" she joked.
"Was I supposed to laugh?" he lift an eyebrow.
She scrunched her nose, "No.." she crossed her arms.
He laughed, "That face is funnier."
"Are we playing basketball or?" she frowned.
"Okay. Let me show you." He took the ball and placed it in her hands, stood behind her to positon his hands on hers. She felt his chest along her back and his body embrace her from the back. His body fit well with hers. Her heart was pounding explosively, he must've heard it. His heart was no rather different, she felt his chest make a rhythmic motion. They were one in this feeling. He lifted her arms with his and threw the ball, it cleanly made the shot.
"Nice." He said stepping away.
"W-we did it?" she asked nervously.
"Yup" he smiled.
"Let's do it again!" I'm sorry poor heart.
They did it again and again and he also taught her how to dribble. Their interactions were driving their hearts crazy but they slowly adjusted to the interactions.
"Let me try by myself." She said. "Am I on the Free throw line?"
"No, imma have to charge you?" he held her shoulders and moved her to the left.
"Hahaha, see I tried laughing." She held the ball in the angle as he told her.
He chuckled. She threw the ball as Suga had shown her too and she just heard the hoop make a noise, uncertain if it was made or not.
All of a sudden Suga wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up from the court, twirling her around.
"You did it!!" Suga yelled out for the world to hear. He put her down on the ground.
"Really??" She looked his way bewildered, holding his neck.
"Really!" He held on to her small waist.
"We did it!" She hugged Suga. Little did she know that she'd play basketball as a blind and make it into the hoop as she did today, and it was all thanks to Suga.
He was a bit taken back but hugged her back tightly, filling new memories with her as much as possible. I missed this... and I missed you.