Yukiko's Pov

I widen my eyes, "Are you crazy?! What if we get caught?" I panicked, "I've done this many times, Yuki. I never got caught,"  I sighed in relief but punched his back lightly. Namjoon only chuckled, as we tip toed around the perimeter of the sign that says, Music Performance Center. "How are we getting in?" I questioned, grabbing onto Namjoon's shirt from the back as we squatted.

"Through the window," Namjoon whispered, we kept tip toeing around the building silently, "Stay here I'm going to go around for an open window and let you in," He whispered, I widen my eyes and froze at my spot, "What?! You're going to leave me here?" I whispered yelled. He shrugged tilting his head left to right, "I guess you can say that, just stay hidden and don't make a sound," he put a finger up to his lips and turned around, tip toeing ahead.

I huffed a sigh, and hid myself in the bushes and waited. The birds chirped in the distance, bugs flew by with the strong hum from their wings, and cars far from a distance was heard, and the trees hustled. I silently sat in the bushes and enjoyed the sound of nature. I heard a squeak behind making me jump, I put a hand over my chest, "Namjoon, that really scared me," I sighed.

Namjoon chuckled, "Sorry, come in," he lifted the window wider, I stuck my legs in first and used my body to get down from the window. I jumped on the floor as it echoed the empty halls, I froze and dared not to move. Namjoon shut the window coming back to me, "C'mon," Namjoon tilt his head signaling to follow him.

We walked for a while until Namjoon started jogging, he grabbed my hand, "It's faster if we jog there," He smiled while jogging. "I thought we got caught or something," I whispered, our feet scattering across the hall. Namjoon only chuckled as we continue jogging.

Running around the big hall, Namjoon slowed down, panting heavily. I took in deep breaths afterwards, "Where are we?" I asked in the dark hallway. "It's a surprise," he straighten up and open the door behind him. He walked in without turning on the lights, the moon light coming through the window was enough.

I stood by the door in awe, my mouth was open wide and I tried to speak, "Nam- I- how- what?" I stammered as he silently chuckle, making his way to the grand piano. "Ta-da! A surprise!" He waved his arms around, like showing off his new car to his friends. I smiled widely, "Namjoon, you didn't have to go through all this trouble," I said feeling a bit warm in my heart.

"Well, I guess I did," he shrugged his shoulders, "Come play for me, please." He sat on the bench, I look out the hall way looking left and right, "Can we even be here?" I asked. Namjoon shook his head, "Off limits when this place is closed," He smiled proudly. "Off limits, are you nuts! We'll get caught!" I paced over to him, in case I was speaking to loud and someone heard me.

"I already told you, I never got caught sneaking in. Let me tell you, there's no patrol guard patrolling this place, we're fine," Namjoon lift the lid up on the piano. "Stop worrying and play," Namjoon took my wrist in his big hands, and pulled me down to sit. I observed the keys and Namjoon. "Can you play?" I asked, fixing my position. "Uh huh, watch and listen," he rolled up his sleeves, cracking his fingers and wiggled them, he places his fingers on top of the keys with his eyes closed.

I was anticipating for him to start, a minute ago, "Aren't you going to-" "Shh! I need to feel the presence of music," he quickly cut off my sentence, as I had my mouth shut right away. He dramatically lift his hands up and played the beginning part of Fur Elise. Then it went down in 20 seconds before he pounded his fingers on random keys, he still had his eyes closed, dramatically moving like Beethoven would play.

I scrunched my face and covered my ears, "Namjoon stop!" I shouted over the loud pounding of the piano, I tapped his shoulder, Namjoon stopped and looked over at me, "That was bad was it?" He scratched his head, giving a sheepish grin.

"Terrible," I commented, we both chuckled, "I don't play actually," I turned to the keys, "I can see and hear that," I nudged my shoulders against his shoulder playfully. He only chuckled, "Do you want to learn how to play?" I asked, he looked at me. "Um, if it doesn't trouble you, sure!" Namjoon's cheek turned rosy red. Is he blushing or am I seeing things in this dark room?

"Awesome, what song do you want to learn, specifically." Namjoon hummed and thought about what song he wants to practice. "What's your favorite song to play?" He asked. I was taken aback, I didn't think he would ask me such a question. I mean it's normal to have a favorite song but, no one ever asked me to play my favourite song.

I placed my hands on the keys of the piano, and solemnly played, "Can you guess the song I'm playing?" I eyed him as I continued to play. I saw him looking up and down from my fingers moving over the keys, and at me. "Um, it's an old piece from the 1800s? Um he was a classical man..." Namjoon pucked his lips and nodded, while thinking.

"C'mon, you're involved with music, you should know this piece and the composer," I smiled playing with elegance, hearing the piece of the song calmed me down. "I don't do classic music, Yuki, I know I've heard it before," he rubbed his chin. "I'll give you the first letter to his name, B," I kept playing, moving my body as I played. "B, B, B..." He mumbled, rubbing his chin with his index finger.

I scoffed, "He was the composer who wrote Fur Elsie, you were playing 20 seconds into the music," I said in a 'duh' tone. "Is that the title of the song I was playing?" He cluelessly questioned, I mentally face palmed my forehead. I rolled my eyes still playing solemnly, "Namjoon," I sung out his name, he lightly chuckled. "Beethoven, Moonlight Sonata right?"

I gasped softly, looking at him in surprise, "You liar," I breathed, "You were messing around with me," I whined, punching him in the arm. "That didn't hurt," he chuckled, "They call me brainiac Joon," he shrugged his shoulders, like he knows he smart. "Smarty pants. Do you want to learn?" I asked.

Namjoon nodded, "Sure, a little classy music wouldn't hurt hip hop," Namjoon commented, "Oh so you're into hip hop," Namjoon nodded, "Yup, the boys and I are going a hip hop boy band," I mumbled an 'interesting' and helped Namjoon sit properly. "When you're on a piano, remember to play with a proper posture. Straight back, and elbows always in," I instructed.

Namjoon slouched and straighten his back, "Good, let's do the left hand first." With our left hand, I placed my fingers on the C sharp key, Namjoon followed and from the count to three, we both press down the key. Working on our right, we played the harmony of Moonlight Sonata.

We kept practicing the harmony until Namjoon got it, time to time I would have to stop him because his fingers trembled and messed up the notes. I laughed at him, "Why are your fingers trembling?" He breathed, "I don't know, I guess I'm nervous," he looked at me, "Nervous? Nervous about what?" I chuckled and he shrugged, "I guess... playing with you makes me nervous," his right hand rested on his thighs and his fingers tapped.

"Don't be nervous around me, let's keep practicing," we went ahead and played the harmony. "You did it!" I exclaimed, "Keep playing the harmony and don't stop the tempo," he obeyed. Quickly I added in the melody of the song, playing with the harmony. Namjoon smiled widely and gasped, I smiled with him as we continue our little duet.

Our duet was on point, no one was off no one was going slow, a perfect piece put together. We finished off and we stared at each other giving eye contact. I bit my bottom lip from making my lips curl upwards, Namjoon's eyes reflected from the moonlight and stared at my lips.

Lights flashed behind me and into Namjoon's face, he used his hands to cover the light from blinding him. He squinted looking ahead of me, "Hey, what are you two doing here?" A man said, his voice echoing in the room. "You're not allowed in here!" The man said as I heard him take a step. My body tensed, heart beat rapidly, I stared at Namjoon 'What should we do?' Was what my eyes were saying.

'Run for it' his eyes replied, I gripped my bag in my hand. Namjoon slowly crawled his hand over my left hand, puling me out of my seat and ran out hitting the man in the shoulder. His flashlight knocked out of his hands, "Sorry pardon us!" Namjoon shouted, "Hey!" The patrol guard shouted back, grabbing his flashlight and ran after us.

"Namjoon, he's right behind us!" I panicked trying to catch up with Namjoon. Our hands locked tightly as if Namjoon was afraid to let go. We made a sharp turn to the right, running down another long hallway. Namjoon turned to assure me with a smile, he knew I would panic at this kind of situation, which made my scared frown turn upwards.

We lost the patrol guard as we made our stop at the window we climbed in, "Crawl out first," Namjoon whispered opening the window. "What about you?" I asked as I stopped climbing to look back at him. "I'll be behind you," his dimples showed, I nodded quickly crawling out the window. I held the window up so Namjoon could climb out as well.

Lights flashed behind Namjoon as I saw the patrol guard, "Hey, stop!" My heart accelerated, "Close the window, hide here and wait for me. I'll run away and I'll find my way out," he turned his head as the patrol guard ran up, I shook my head. "Namjoon, Namjoon!" He gave one last smile and ran away. I sighed and closed the window quickly. The patrol guard took a detour and ran after Namjoon.

I plopped to the ground and waited for Namjoon. 'Please please please don't get caught' I closed my eyes and muttered under my breath. I waited for 10 minutes that felt like an hour, I want to go home now. I curled hugging my knees to my chest, I put my head in my arms while I wait.

The bushes rustled and felt another person next to me breathing heavily. I shot my head up to see Namjoon covered in sweat, putting a finger to his lips. I kept quiet and the patrol guard ran passed, once the patrol guard was gone Namjoon breathed and rest his head on the wall. "That was close," he muttered.

Instantly I hugged him burying my face in his chest, Namjoon made an 'ompf' sound when I threw myself at him. "Don't ever do that again," I mumbled in his chest. Namjoon was surprised of Yukiko's action, he wrapped his arm around her petite body as he lightly chuckle.

"It was fun," he said, he felt his shirt get wet thinking it's the sweat. Yukiko looked up from his chest with watery eyes, that made her eyes look big glossy. Namjoon's eyes widen realizing what he did. Quickly fixing his position from resting against the wall, Namjoon pulled Yukiko in and hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry I made you cry," he mumbled at the top of her head.

"You scared me," Yukiko quietly said with her arms around Namjoon's waist. "I'm here," Namjoon hushed.

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"Thank you for dropping me off home," I fiddled with the sleeves of my cardigan, "Nah it's nothing," I smiled tightly as we stopped in front of my house gate. We stood in front of each other, he stood over me while I was just a small short stud. "Sorry... for making you cry," Namjoon said lowering his voice.

I clearly looked at him shaking my head, "I don't know why I cried," I giggled, rubbing my left arm up and down when I get embarrassed, shy, or nervous.

"Yuki! Is that you!?" I heard my mom call behind me, "Yes, mom!" I shouted back. I turned to Namjoon, "Thanks again, you should leave before my mom comes out and embarrass me," Namjoon smiled.

"Alright, see you at school then," Namjoon bid, "Good night Mrs. Tsuneko!" Namjoon waved at mom. "Wait, Namjoon stay for some... Snacks," before mom could say anymore, Namjoon was gone.

Mom took my arm and dragged me inside the house, "Tell me did he kiss you?" Mom questioned with a serious look and tone. Once I took my shoes off, I stopped, blinking a couple time trying to process what she said. "Wha- No, mom, we didn't kiss," my face scrunched up.

"Then why were you out so late," she put her hands on her waist, "Because,"  I walked into the kitchen to take a water bottle and an apple. "Because," Mom mocked. I sighed heavily, "Can't I hang out with friends till this time, mom." She smiled, "Of course you can, but tell me everything," Mom took my arm again and pulled me into the living room.

"Mom~ I had enough, can I sleep," I groaned, "Not if you tell me everything," she sang with her index finger pointing up. I'm never going anywhere if I don't tell her. "Fine," I gave in. I told mom everything, starting from the café to the part where we almost got caught by the patrol guard, and crying like a baby.

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