❝ T R A P P E D ❞
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[REC ●] — The video starts filming and darkness can be appreciated, but it slowly fades out and reveals a dark brown orb moving away from the camera, then someone’s facial features starts to reveal and finally Lu Han is shown on the shot. He clumsily dances from one side to another, moving his hands left to right and claps them together, bowing down before the recording device. “Good morning or afternoon… or night, Byun! I am not sure when you’re going to watch this video, but I hope you appreciate it, eh?” He quickly walks away, out of focus, moving slowly back and settles down a chair carefully to sit in front of the camera and holds an acoustic guitar tightly to him. “I thought you were feeling down earlier, probably not down, but upset? I wouldn’t know. So I kept thinking of a good idea to cheer you up, but I don’t like keeping it too simple. Because then anyone could do that for you, don’t you think so?” Runs his fingers along the strings of the musical instrument, furrowing his brows a bit as he adapts them a specific posture and clears his throat. “I thought that learning how to play an instrument and sing for you would be the perfect excuse to give this guitar a proper use and hopefully steal a smile away from you. I apologize if my fingers move clumsily or if the song has no harmony, but it’s the first time since I was in high school that I hold this guitar and learning the tune in just a couple of hours was sort of crazy. But not as crazy as I am for you and you know that. Kind of silly, ain’t it?” A faint blush could barely be noted coloring his cheeks, but instead of acting shyly he stared down at his guitar, playing along a soft tune and started humming a bit. “You said I could be your voice coach, but have you ever listened to mine? You probably have, but you’ve never denoted any sweet feeling lingering within it while I dedicate a song to someone, right? This time, I’ll dedicate this lovely ballad to you, which I found really cute and for some reason it reminded me of you when I was listening to music earlier. Not really, more of a daydream of mine, so you’ll be able to share another secret with me. Try to keep it safely.”
His fingers stopped dancing along with the strings, slowly settling a determined rhythm by tapping on the floor and cleared his throat lightly before the song began playing with the sound of his voice. “It’s 5 o'clock in the morning, conversation got boring, you said you’re going to bed soon so I snuck off to your bedroom. And I thought I’d just wait there until I heard you come up the stairs and I pretended I was sleeping and I was hoping you would creep in with me. You put your arm around my shoulder, it was as if the room got colder and we moved closer in together and started talking about…” He marks a brief pause, wiggling his brows to the camera and chuckles as he retakes from the part he left inconclusive. “…the weather. You said tomorrow would be fun and we could watch ‘A Place In The Sun’, I didn’t know where this was going…when you kissed me.” Another pause is given, his foot tapping carefully before he slides his fingers over the guitar once more. “Are you mine? Are you mine? 'Cause I’ll stay here all the time, watching telly, drinking wine. Who’d have known, who’d have known? When you flash up on my phone, I no longer feel alone. No longer feel alone.” His fingers keep on dancing along with the strings, playing the same tune and checks he’s doing it correctly before he looks up at the camera with a shy smile and takes a deep breath. “I haven’t left you for days now and I’m becoming amazed how you’re quite affectionate in public…” He leans closer to the camera again and whispers to you the next line. “In fact your friend Chanyeol said it made him feel sick…” He chuckles lightly, sitting down on his place again and keeps on singing. “And even though it’s moving forward, there’s just the right amount of awkward and today you accidentally… called me baby. Except it would be too gay even for you, Byun. Got it?” He awkwardly ruffles his hair, keeping a wide smile on his lips and starts playing the guitar again to put an end to the song. “Are you mine? Are you mine? 'Cause I’ll stay here all the time, watching telly, drinking wine. Who’d have known, who’d have known? When you flash up on my phone, I no longer feel alone. Let’s just stay, let’s just stay. I wanna lie in bed all day, we’ll be laughing all the way. You told your friends, they all know that we exist but we’re taking it slow. Let’s just see how we go, now let’s see how we go.” The tune keeps playing for a while, Lu Han remaining in silence as he clumsily plays the wrong note and curses lowly in Chinese, sticking his tongue out and scrunches his nose. “Are you mine? Are you mine? 'Cause I’ll stay here all the time, watching telly, drinking wine. Who’d have known, who’d have known? When you flash up on my phone, I no longer feel alone. Let’s just stay, let’s just stay. I wanna lie in bed all day, we’ll be laughing all the way. You told your friends, they all know that we exist but we’re taking it slow. Let’s just see how we go, now let’s see how we go…”
Breathing in and out nervously a couple of times, he sets down the guitar and walks towards the camera, waving his hand a bit too shyly. “The only accurate thing about this song is that whenever you send me texts, I smile brightly and keep staring at my screen for what seems to be hours. I cannot really drink wine, because I shouldn’t, but I would definitely stay by your side all the time, whenever you needed me to be and I’d watch telly with you, but are you even a normal guy? A-Anyway. Do you approve of my voice? Better than yours. Always. I win. Good bye, Byun. I hope you liked this… silly surprise. I promise to deliver more of 'em soon. If not, you can kill me. Bye now!” — [● END]
It’s early morning when Baekhyun first wakes, hand coming up slowly and sleepily as he reaches for his phone to check exactly what time it was. Sun had hardly risen, if he wasn’t mistaken, and most likely he could still sleep for at least an hour or three, maybe even more, depending on when his mother would think it of it as her duty to kick him out of his bed. Multiple messages light up on his screen, though, and he eagerly scans through them, curiosity rising from the secret that seems to be kept until the last one of them.
A video?
Eyebrows knit together in confusion, but he all too eagerly presses the play button and starts watching, eyes still small due to lack of proper sleep.
Darkness is what shows up first, and for a moment, Baekhyun is sure this had been all a joke. Either that, or he’s going to get scared into his death because of some scary and shocking movement. Patience tells him it’s none of both, though, and finally Luhan appears onto the screen, the clumsy way he’s moving making him chuckle rather hoarsely under his breath. The guitar appears not much later and he finds himself putting the sound of his phone some louder so he could at least understand what was being said. Each word has him more curious than the other, and as much as he likes what is being said, as much as he likes the things he’s being told, he can’t help but want to hear Luhan sing, want him to start already. Yes, he’s heard him sing before, but never for him and never like this, never a whole song. When the music begins, a new smile finds its way to his face, and even though he can’t understand English as well as he had wished to, he’s captivated the moment Luhan starts singing. Sweet notes linger in the air, and even if the guitar music might not be perfect, Baekhyun hardly notices at all. Not like his skills are flawless; not at all. He’d wished they were, though. At some point, he completely loses track of the meaning of the English words entirely, though the mention of Chanyeol has him laughing and he’s pleased to see that the Chinese guy had found it funny as well. It takes not more than half a minute before his laughter fills his room once more, the sight of Luhan’s reaction to his own fault amusing him a lot. He feels bad about not having understood the English lyrics entirely, though, already wanting to go and look up the original song until Luhan’s back talking to him through the camera, practically translating everything for him even if unconsciously. Of course, there has to be another insult in it, but he doesn’t mind, not at all, he’s already feeling way too happy by the surprise he’s gotten. He loved it, really did, and he finds himself unable to stop smiling at the screen while he grabs hold of his phone.
[text] I definitely approve of your voice! You can’t say it’s better because you never heard mine before, you stupid.（￣へ￣）But for now, I won’t argue with you about that. I’ll keep this video forever so I can watch it while I’m sad. Thank you, thank you, thank you! Remind me to treat you to a dinner as soon as possible! I really can’t believe you did this for me– Thank you! (＾▽＾)