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"Oh it's for me and you, you'll see me soon, look how high we can fly," I finish singing.
I stop the recording and place my guitar back on its stand. I haven't used my guitar in a while. It's been sitting in the corner of my room getting dusty. I thought the song was fitting for the use of my guitar. I exported my audio, beginning to edit it, adding in a few other vocals. I think this is a new record on how short it took me to write a song.
"I guess I'll have to thank that butterfly," I tell myself.
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I let out a sigh as I step out of the shower. Wiping the bathroom mirror, my music stops and my phone begins to ring. I groan in annoyance, who is calling me? I question. I look at the caller ID, it's Dae-hyun.
"Hey, what's up?" I answer, putting my phone on speaker.
"Nothing, I heard you're new song!" Dae-hyun tells me in a singsong voice.
"Okay, is that the reason you called me?" I question putting on my sweatpants.
"No, but, I'm surprised you still have that guitar!" he says.
"Of course I do!" I tell him, taking out my toothbrush.
"So why did you call?" I ask
"Well, you remember the guy that I was telling you about?" he starts
"The guy from the library, right?" I reply.
"Yeah, anyway we've been hanging out a lot recently and..." Dae-hyun holds on to the 'and'.
"Oh come on, spit it out!" I whine with toothpaste falling out of my mouth.
Note; don't talk while brushing your teeth.
"He asked me out on a date!" Dae-hyun squeals.
I could tell he was smiling. He really likes the guy, like me Dae-hyun and I both are part of the queer community. Dae-hyun is gay while I am....there. I don't really like nor do I want to label myself. I role with the 'I like who I like' phrase.
"Really?!" I question, spitting out my toothpaste and rinsing my mouth.
"That's great! When are you going? Oh, and where?" I ask, walking out of the bathroom, my phone in my hand.
I hear a nervous laugh come from him, "We're going on a date in two days, and I actually have no idea where we are going, he told me to dress casual is all."
"Wow, it must be nice not to be single," I joke, jumping onto my bed.
"Aish, I bet you that you'll be in a relationship soon," Dae-hyun laughs. I chuckle at his comment.
"Sure buddy," I reply
"Well it's getting late, get some rest, good night boo!" he says
"Night human," I giggle and the call ends.
I let out a sigh, reminiscing about my past and soon falling asleep.
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"Here you go kiddo," my father hands me a strange shape, wrapped in space themed wrapping paper.
"What is it?" I ask, looking up at him.
"Open it, you'll see," he tells me.
I excitedly unwrap the mysterious shape. It's a case, I unzip it and see that it's a guitar. I smile, placing it down gently. I run to my father and hug him. I hear an 'oof' come from him.
"Thank you," I tell him.
"No problem kid," he says,
I let go of him and go back to the guitar. The wood freshly polished, hand carved curves. A planet engraved at the bottom left of the body and 'Moon' written in cursive.
My father crouches down to my level, "now, I want you to make some music with this baby," he tells me with a smile. His eyes turning into a crescent shape.
"Definitely!" I nod my head.
He ruffles my hair, "good, I know you'll make it big," he says. I smile.
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I sit up from my bed, looking over to the guitar.
"Dad," I whisper.
A/N: Hello! I hope you enjoyed this part. Any form of homophobia, trans-phobia, or ignorance, harassment against anyone regardless of sexuality, will NOT be tolerated here. Everyone is welcome and loved. Have a nice day or night, stay safe and healthy luvs <3
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FanfictionMoon aka Y/N Miller. A popular music creator, the talk of the music industry for the past two years. The only problem being that no one knows who the person behind the screen is. When asked to produce BTS' upcoming album, the artist is conflicted. ...