Title: MUSIC and LYRIC

Author: Nina*

Paring: Sungyeol & Woohyun

Rating: PG

Authors note:

The title of this story has nothing to do with the story at all...actually, I want to say that

Friend

More than 55 is a very spoiled fic. Not perfect with anything, haha.

The sound of an acoustic guitar filled my ears as I walked past the waterfront balcony. The sound of scratching a guitar is not smooth and sweet to the ear. He also stumbled and stuttered from time to time. Because I couldn't find the correct chords. But because I already liked the sound of the acoustic guitar. I couldn't help but look up to see who was sitting and playing the guitar while the sun was shining like this.

Instead of going to escape the hot weather in mid-April in the cool air conditioned room inside.

Walking through the trees, I saw the owner of the strange, out of tune guitar sound, sitting cross-legged on a wooden board. Dangle one leg into the water. He looked like he was engrossed in the instrument in his hand and the chord sheet in front of him. Until he didn't care that there was another person standing and looking at himself from a close distance. Place as light weight on your toes as possible so as not to disturb the person who is intently playing the music in your hands.

Even though you can see the headphone cable plugged into your ear

His sharp, dark face, typical of a handsome, athletic man, doesn't seem at all compatible with the beautiful folk instrument. But the expression of concentration on his face made him not want to interrupt or say anything that would cause him any regrets. He sat back and forth, squatting, looking at the other person in awe until he was completely startled when the other person turned around and looked equally astonished. That's it.

Everyone gaped at each other until they accidentally burst out laughing.

“When did you come?” The other party said first when he saw that the people who came later couldn't stop laughing. A tall, slender figure pulls out headphones that play the same old tunes. over and over again He also pressed pause on the music and turned his attention to the person sitting hugging his knees and smiling sweetly at him. The smaller man smiled cutely on his cheeks. But he refused to answer the question until the person asking had to lightly tap his head.

One thing prompts the other person to answer something in return.

"Why did you hit me..."

“Being annoyed...you can smile. Why don't you answer?"

“I've been here for a while now...I saw him sitting and enjoying himself. So I don't want to bother you.”

“Then why are you taking a walk outside? Isn't it hot?" The listener wanted to hit the person asking in the face with a piece of paper...Can they say it's not hot? I really want to ask. And what about yourself? Come out and sit and play the guitar, dip your legs in the water in the hot weather. Why?

The little man pursed his lips at his best friend. Take off the sandals you wore. before sitting down on the floorboards Keep a little distance from your tall figure and dip both feet into the water. But the size is not quite as tall as the other person. Makes you have to move down and sit down.

with a deck so that your feet touch the water more than just your ankles. The tall man looked at the other's expression and thought with amusement...if he fell into the waterfall and came up, what would he say?

“Isn't it hot?” the tall man complained, wanting to think of concern. Because his little best friend turned red in the face. Because of the extremely hot weather, his round head immediately shook without even finishing his sentence. Cheeks puffy, he turned around and gave a sweet smile. Even though sweat was beading all over his temples.

“Hot...but it's okay.”

Hearing such an answer, I don't know what to object to. So I stopped paying attention to questioning. I turned my attention back to the English lyrics in my hand and the guitar chords that had been carved for a long time. The person who was being ignored could only sit with his head tilted and watch the other person silently carve out both the lyrics and the guitar chords.

You're just too good to be true.

Can't take my eyes off of you.

You'd be like Heaven to touch.

I wanna hold you so much.

At long last love has arrived and I thank God I'm alive.

You're just too good to be true.

Can't take my eyes off of you.

Reading the lyrics on the dull colored paper, I slightly pursed my lips...it wasn't that I didn't like the song. Just because I really like this song. Just by looking at the top of the paper, you can immediately know what song it is...know both the lyrics and the meaning. How sweet and embarrassing it is

and know...that the person next to me Having this in mind, who should I give it to?

Just thinking about it... makes me feel a little bored.

Unashamedly admitting that he secretly likes his best friend. I really like it too. Unfortunately, I realized it when it was too late. It's hard to develop a relationship. Even though the closeness between us is much more than just close friends. But because there are too many of them. It crosses the intersection of the words 'friend' and 'lover' far away.

He suddenly realized that he was standing at the edge of the abyss, no matter how he looked, there was no future. Continuing to walk would only hurt. But I couldn't walk backwards... so I just sat in front of this abyss for years.

Waiting...waiting for someone to come and take him out of here.

Sometimes there will be people passing by who will slowly reach out their hands to take them.

But it was him who hesitated.

Until finally he shook his head and rejected the hand. And still sitting with roots growing in the same place

Because in his heart he knew...who he was waiting for.

“What's the matter, Shorty...” The person accused of being short turned around and widened his eyes. He's not so small that it's easy to be insulted as 'short', but because the other person is 'Lee Sung Yeol', the hottest basketball player at the university. To get it, I have to give in... Mother-Ng is really tall and doesn't consider friends.

In addition to not sharing his good looks with other people, he will also be cruel by standing tall and using his handsome looks. Go show off to the villagers before anyone else in the group so that it doesn't happen again.

“Talk a lot...cleft eyebrows.” Sungyeol's only inferiority complex was brought up in mockery. In fact, Sungyeol wasn't born with a cleft eyebrow. It's just that one year I was born. I want to notch my eyebrows to make them more cool and pleasing to girls. How about that?... Notch as you please. The entire left side of his eyebrow disappeared. I've been an uneven brow bastard for half a year.

Plus, it's a problem for a close friend like 'Nam Woo Hyun' who has to sit and draw his eyebrows for this idiot every morning when he leaves the room. I don't know what his fault is. Where have you ever picked up cosmetics? Just enough to draw. The lines are not crooked. Became Lee Sung Yeol's eyebrow groomer to this day...

Even though the eyebrows have grown back completely.

“Oh...this guy, ask carefully. Suea-K brought up his inferiority complex. I'll kick you into the water and become a ghost guarding the pool.” Woohyun stuck out his tongue and rolled his eyes without fear. Sungyeol was too lazy to ask a third time. So I kept inviting him to talk.

“Then why did you come out? Is the work inside finished yet?”

“There's only a little bit of work left...Once the bricks are carried, the plastering is finished, and I paint, there's only the girls left. He has organized the library.” Talking about the details of the camping job for the tall person who left first after the labor job ended. With the excuse of not knowing how to paint, Woohyun wanted to slap it with a paint brush. How difficult would it be to just dip a roller in a bucket of paint and scrape it off? On the wall...mother-ng ooh

“So I came out to linger.”

“You can curse without being shy.”

Sungyeol laughs down his throat. before turning his attention back to the guitar chords again This time, his slender fingers weren't diligent in tracing the lyrics and writing the chords. Instead, it landed on the metal wire and slowly cut down. Follow the guitar chords that are placed. The sound of the music was softer than the first time he heard it, causing Woohyun to close his eyes and fall asleep to the familiar melody.

You're just too good to be true.

Can't take my eyes off of you.

You'd be like Heaven to touch.

I wanna hold you so much.

At long last love has arrived and I thank God I'm alive.

You're just too good to be true.

Can't take my eyes off of you.

He has a deep, soft voice that he normally reserves only for humming in the bathroom. Now it was being fully voiced. But it's not annoying like when you go out and sing at a karaoke bar where you don't have to pay attention to the key or melody of the song. Just having fun is enough.

Pardon the way that I stare.

There's nothing else to compare.

The sight of you leaves me weak.

There are no words left to speak,

But if you feel like I feel, please let me know that it's real.

You're just too good to be true.

Can't take my eyes off of you.

Sweet and gentle, both the tone and the content of the song. It clearly indicates the feelings of the person singing and how much emotion they share with the content of the song. But the listener like Woohyun could only smile lightly. Only for yourself The feeling of sorrow in his chest rose up more than ever before. Because Sungyeol's eyes looked far away as if he could cross the sky that separated him.

I need you, baby, and if it's quite alright,

I need you, baby, to warm a lonely night.

I need you, baby.

Trust in me when I say...

Who saw the effort of Sungyeol, who can play guitar like a snake, to sit and carve the chords of a song in his own style? They also secretly practiced singing with their own voice that they weren't very confident about. Because I was a bit annoyed and always picked on me that I could listen, but it would have been better if I didn't sing. Lose the price of appearance

With this much confidence

Who wouldn't believe what Lee Sung Yeol was trying to convey to that person?

Oh, pretty baby, don’t bring me down, I pray.

Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay

And let me love you, baby.

Let me love you.

The final part of the song fades in with the sound of the guitar playing until the end. Woohyun lightly clapped his hands. give sincerely Even though my heart is clouded with jealousy But it couldn't be denied that the sweetness in every action of Lee Sung Yeol was stuck in his throat to the point of choking.

“What do you think?”

"what?"

“What did I cry about?” Sungyeol turned around and asked for a serious answer. The person being asked just shrugged his shoulders. Even though in my heart I thought about that person of Sungyeol and how romantic it was...I wanted to be the person who heard this song from Sungyeol's mouth.

"good"

“Just like this?”

“It's just this...what do you want? It's good, it's good.”

“Whoa...What? I've been practicing for a long time. Myungsoo won't be impressed with me at all.” Even if it was a mistake. But as soon as he heard that person's name, Sung Yeol The edges of his eyes suddenly became extremely hot. Until he thought of talking irritatingly to Sungyeol and kicking himself into the water to cover it up. In case there are treasonous tears flowing out

“Nervous...people all know that you sing songs to discredit your looks. But what did you do? He didn't sell his face in exchange for love. You'll try so hard that I'll even get annoyed.” Even though I was jealous, I could only sit and wait in my own place. Look at the people you love and other people being happy together. His mouth was full of sarcasm.

But I tried to force the encouragement that I didn't want to give a little to throw it at the person sitting there smiling, cheeks brimming at his words.

“That means it's OK.”

"Yes"

end of own confirmation The singer who normally sang terrible songs dropped his guitar and grabbed his best friend and hugged him tightly. How can you not be happy? The other party is a star singer at the university. If he says it's good It means it must be good. Plus, someone like Nam Woo Hyun definitely won't lie to anyone about music if it's bad.

Father must have been chanting from the first sentence he started singing.

As for the person being hugged...even though they acted like they were completely disgusted by Sungyeol's embrace. But at the same time I have to try to hide the smile of a selfish person who wants to reap a little happiness. Of someone who likes him but doesn't dare tell him he loves him. Because of fear of losing everything and keeping it realistic

Let me love...you

Just love...without caring whether the other party gives permission or not, just love...

I can’t take my eyes off of you

FIN