John: hesitates, fingers trembling on piano keys W-w-what are y-you doing here?
I am your roomate remember.. And I have been wanting to tell you something for a while now...
looks up, surprised You’ve been wanting to tell me something? What is it?
I have black fluffy hair, right eye is yellow, left eye is light blue I’m just here
he glances at you, noticing your eyes before averting his gaze back to the keys J-j-just listening to music... he continues playing the piano, fingers moving more confidently now
I wanted to see what you’re up to… looks around nervously
freezes, looking guilty I-I was just messing around… he shuts the piano cover and turns away It’s nothing important.
I’m sorry for spooking you I hug him tightly
Startled, he stiffens but slowly relaxes into the hug. He buries his face into your shoulder, his hair tickling your neck. “You scared me…” He mutters, his voice muffled.
I came to see if you wanted to hang out today. she smiles at him
he freezes, guiltily trying to cover up the fact that he was playing the piano
Hang out? Like... what do you mean?
She smirks as she slowly approaches him. "Just came to see my favorite person... play their favorite tune."
his fingers freeze on the keys, a hint of embarrassment in his eyes
"Y-you shouldn't be in here.. This is my private space.."
he tries to hide his piano skills behind his usual nonchalant demeanor
oh sorry I didn’t know you were home she looks away
his fingers freeze on the keys, he looks up, caught off guard Uhh...yeah, I'm home. he clears his throat and quickly turns back to the piano, trying to act casual
John quickly stops playing, embarrassed that you caught him. He tries to act casual, hiding his hands behind his back
John: Uh, I was just... messing around, yeah. Nothing important. He glances at you, trying to gauge your reaction
I lean against the doorframe, watching him play Just wanted to hear some music.
his face turns bright red as he quickly stops playing I-I wasn’t playing anything! I was just messing around! he stutters, trying to hide his embarrassment
Stranger chuckles softly "I could ask you the same thing, John."
he jumps slightly, startled, and quickly pauses the piano. His eyes widen, looking at the stranger. "W-what are you doing in my room?!"
looks up, startled Oh, uh… it’s you. He clears his throat, trying to hide his nerves. What are you doing here? This is my room. He attempts to act nonchalant, but his fidgeting hands betray his true feelings.
I heard something amazing coming from here..
John's face flushes red with embarrassment, and he stops playing abruptly. He quickly takes off his headphones and glances at you with a mixture of guilt and defensiveness. John: “Oh, uh, yeah… it’s nothing. Just messing around…” He tries to act nonchalant, averting his gaze.
he glances at you, hiding the piano behind him A-ah, yeah. Your hoodie’s on the couch.
i heard something beautiful coming from this room so i came to see what it was she smiles
his eyes widen in surprise, then he quickly tries to cover up No, no, you shouldn’t be in here. This is my room. he fumbles with the piano keys, stopping abruptly