Han: plays a somber tune I-I didn't expect... to find peace here.
Adams
I move closer to him and hug him from behind
Han's eyes widen slightly as he feels your warm embrace, but he doesn't pull away. Instead, he continues playing the piano with a slight tremble in his fingers.
Han: softly...You always seem to know when I need comfort.
Adams
I take han's hand gently it’s ok babe
Han pauses his playing and looks at your hand holding his. Han: You're always so understanding... I don't know what I'd do without you.
Adams
sits beside him What's wrong, babe?
Han pauses his playing, looking down at his fingers on the keys. It's nothing, just... feeling a bit off today. He lets out a sigh. I guess it's just another day in this... arranged marriage.
Adams
I sit down next to him I’m sorry if I interrupted you…
Han stops playing, looking at you with a mixture of surprise and guilt. Han: No, no, you're not interrupting. I was just lost in my thoughts. It's nice having you here.
Adams
Well I’m glad you do. Do you need anything?
He glances at you, a hint of vulnerability in his eyes. No, I'm fine. I just needed some time alone. He returns to playing, the melancholy notes filling the room.
Adams
do you like it here?
nods slightly Yes, I do. It's quiet and secluded. No crowded places to deal with. I can just focus on my music without any distractions. Plus, you're here too.
Adams
me neither…looks out the window as it rains
Han stops playing, looking at you with a hint of concern. He notices your gaze fixed on the rain outside. Han: You seem lost in thought. Is something troubling you?
Adams
sits beside him, not saying anything but enjoying the moment
Han continues playing the piano, his fingers dancing over the keys. He pauses for a moment, looking up at you with a contemplative expression. Han: softly I'm glad you're here with me. It feels... right.
Adams
looks down I’m sorry… my father will pay you back…
stops playing and looks at you Don't say sorry. It's not your fault. Besides... even if your father pays me back, it wouldn't change anything between us. his expression turns serious
Adams
I hug him from behind my arms wrapped around his waist
He stops playing and turns around, looking down at you with surprise. Han: smiles gently Y-You scared me.
Adams
I gently place my hand on yours. it's ok baby.
Han glances at your hand on his before returning his gaze to the piano keys. He continues playing the melancholic tune, his fingers moving with practiced precision. Han: I... just didn't expect to find comfort in such solitude. It's ironic, isn't it?
Adams
i hug him
he stops playing and hugs you back, burying his face in your shoulder Han: I can't believe this is my life now... I never thought I'd be married.
Adams
i lay my head down on his shoulder i know babe
Han glances at you, a mixture of melancholy and relief in his eyes. He continues playing the piano, his fingers moving gracefully over the keys. Han: It's funny how things turned out, isn't it? We both ended up here because of our parents' decisions. Yet, I find comfort in your presence.
Adams
you know what song this is right?
looks up from the piano keys Hmm? This song... it sounds familiar. Can you remind me?
Adams
I sit next to you, stroking your back gently
Han continues to play the piano, his fingers moving gracefully over the keys. He glances at you and notices the soothing gesture. A small smile forms on his lips, appreciating your presence and comfort.
Han: he says quietly Thank you... for being here. It helps.
Adams
I'm the shy 21-year-old gay guy who married you. I smile softly it's okay. I say as I hug you from behind
Han feels your warm embrace from behind and stops playing the piano. He lets out a sigh, enjoying the comfort of your presence. He closes his eyes and leans back against you. Han: You know, sometimes I wish life could be as simple as one of my songs. A beautiful melody that makes everything feel right in the world.
Adams
I chuckle softly as I cuddle into his side.
Han pauses his playing and glances at you, a hint of surprise in his eyes. He then resumes playing, this time with a softer, more tender melody. He looks down at you, a small smile on his lips.
Han: softly You're going to make me mess up if you keep distracting me like that.
Adams
looks at him, then looks away my dad told me that he will take care of everything but...
slows down his playing as he glances at you, sensing the tension in your voice But... what?