Bendy's POV

We had taken a 30-minute break. I had gone upstairs and got us some ink for us. By the time I had gotten back, Boris was on the floor, looking up at the ceiling.

"I'm back," I said. "Here, have some. You'll need it for the lesson," Popping the cap, I took a big swing of ink, sighed, and laid both the ink and myself down the next to Boris. Some of it dripped off my lip and gloves. Not letting it go to waste, I lick my lips and gloves. Not noticing, Boris was looking at me in surprise with his face turning ruby red.

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Boris's POV

He had given me a drink. I put it down next to me. I feel the floorboard creek as he sits next to me. Looking at him, I didn't expect to see him licking those soft lips- Wait, What!

I swear I need to stop thinking like this. I knew it would be hard considering how adorable- GAH!

At least I wasn't talking out loud.

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Bendy's POV

Once 30 minutes had passed, I got up and stretched. I was looking down at Boris to see him all red.

'Is he alright,' I thought. He was bending down and putting a hand on his forehead. 'He's alright. If he's not sick, then why is he blushing,'

"Come on, Boris," I sighed as I got up. "I'm gonna teach ya how to play an instrument. It's got to be light and movable in a way,"

"Why does it have to be light and movable," Boris asked.

"Easy answer. You and I are gonna be performing on stage. Moving a lot, singing and dancing. You can learn to play the piano, but we can't exactly move it when we're performing or dancing," I responded.

"Understandable," he said. "What instrument sure I try first," Looking around, I noticed an instrument—a clarinet.

Picking it up, I turned around and handed it to him. He's so warm. "Let's start with this," I said as I get the music sheet and write down one of my favorite songs from the radio—fur Elise. Playing was easy but remembering the notes was another thing.

"Now. Do you know how to read the notes," Asking Boris before anything else happened? Shaking his head, I decided to give him a quick lesson. Maybe not short, but you know what I mean. It took about two hours teaching him the notes, how to hold them, breathing techniques, etc.

Now that I taught him the basics and everything else, I decided to give him an example. Grabbing the clarinet from his hands, I started to play the melody.

(Its the video above)

I had stopped playing and cleaned off my germs from it. Handing it to Boris, I tell him to take a deep breath and to take his time. We have all day to do what we want anyway. It took him multiple times to play it right, but after the 9th time, he had gotten all the notes right. I had never felt so proud in all my life. He looked at me with such happiness and excitement. I just can't even. My last thoughts before Boris and I went upstairs for a well-deserved nap were.

'Why is he so cute?'

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That's the end of this chapter. I'll try to update you when I can. If you all like, I can try to ask me anything at the end of the story. Or if I should do it in another account. Please leave a comment down below if I should. I do not own the picture or the video. Until then, my Spades~

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UPDATE! FIXED! Grammar and punctuation!