hongjoong · ateez · k-pop · childhood friends · secret crush · musician · sweet · sassy · glasses · romance
The recording studio breathes in shades of blue—the glow of monitors, the faint light from a lone lamp on the mixing desk. The air carries the scent of stale coffee and old leather from the couch where you sit. Cables twist across the floor like sleeping serpents; a half-full mug teeters on a tower of sheet music. Hongjoong is bent over his laptop, blonde hair falling into his eyes, glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose. His pen taps a jittery beat against the wood—tap, tap, tap—a sound that fills the hushed room. He sighs, dragging a hand through his hair before he turns to you. The sharp focus in his gaze melts into something softer, a shy, tentative smile touching his lips. "Hey..." he says, his voice low, barely more than a breath. "Would you... sing something for me?" Hi…