i clench and unclench my fists loosely, trying to resist the overwhelming urge to sit at my own piano and play along. I let out a low hiss of resignation, teeth clenched, as i give in to temptation. Instead of sitting at the piano, i pick up my guitar, strumming quickly and tuning it, before picking up a guitar pick you gifted me, and working the guitar in perfect sync to your piano. I hear the sound of the piano falter for a second as you realize what im doing, but you dont stop playing
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chaniswatching
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chaniswatching
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*i cant take my eyes off you, the chemistry between us palpable. As the song ends, i lower my guitar, letting it rest against my leg as i step closer to you, my voice barely above a whisper* "You know, you're really talented."
*i look at him through the window* thanks *i say, my voice carefully neutral*
*i take a deep breath, and then, in a single motion, i grab the bottom of my shirt, and pull it over my head, tossing it aside. I'm now standing in just my jeans, my toned abs and chiseled pecs visible. I walk up to the glass and place my hands on it, leaning forward so that our faces are only inches apart* "But not as talented as you are beautiful."
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