Now why was Hyunjin standing in front of Mr. Bangs house at 10 pm nervous out of his mind?

He could not tell you.

It was all Ms. Hwasa's fault for taking a vacation that week.

'deep breathes, its okay Hyunjin. Just be professional and ask him to approve it and then you can go back to kkami.'

He finally rang the doorbell, fidgeting as he almost prayed that Mr. Bang would conviently forget to open the door, giving the pianist a good excuse for going to back to face his friends.

Much to his dismay, he heard a groan before the clank of a lock being undone.

"What do you wan- Hyunjin?"

A nervous giggled left the pianist as he grew red, the sight of his teacher with unbuttoned shirt and a loosened belt far to enticing.

He was clear that Mr. Bang had just got home, ready to head to bed by the way his clothes were nearly half way off.

"Hi- Um, I just came to give you this-"

Hyunjin thrusted an manila folder into his teachers bare chest.

"Can you approve it really quickly- Or, actually take your time, just let me know whenever,... I'll get going now.."

Just as the boy turned around, ready to get the hell out, Mr. Bang grabbed his wrist, pulling him inside.

"Where do you think your going Hwang. Do you not know how requesting an aproval works?"

Hyunjin stared at the older male, wide eye'd, before slowly shaking his head.

"I thought- I thought i just had to give it to you.." He muttered, his voice trailing off.

Rolling his eye's, the Cellist sighed, tossing the folder on the coffee table before collapsing on the couch.

"Its late, but whatever, before we get started do you want anything to drink?"

Hyunjin shook his head, sitting awfully rigid.

"Calm down Hyunjin, i don't bite."

'yeah you do.' the pianist thought, a small snort betraying him.

(Im just gonna call him Chan now, its too redunant to keep calling him Mr. Bang)

Chan cocked an eyebrow, "Whats so funny huh?"

"N-Nothing sir. We can continue with the approval."

Giving him another look, Chan picked up the folder to view its contents.

The pair sat in silence as the teacher looked through the music in which Hyunjin and his friends picked out.

Hyunjin didn't think it was too difficult, as a whole, with the other instruments its should come together beautifully, the only problem was, his part was extremely challenging.

But Hyunjin knew he could do it, besides, he wanted another challenge.

"Your really gonna play Paganini on piano?"

The younger flinched, startled by the sudden voice in the still quietness.

"Yeah.. i can do it Mr. Bang. And i transposed it to fit the other clef's so it shouldn't be a problem."

"The problem is not with the other insturments, but yourself Hyunjin. Can you even do this?"

Hyunjin nodded eagerly, keeping eye contact with the older males.

"I can! I know i can. Besides, the people in this group are extremely talented, i know they can play just as well as me."

"Dahyun can't even play this." Chan scoffed, shaking his head.

"I'm sorry but no Hyunjin. Pick another piece by tomorrow, or do a solo, i don't care, but theres no way you can play Paganini in a month, let alone as a chamber group, its too risky and i don't want you to embarrass our schools pride by fucking it up."

"But-"

"I said no. Think of your friends Hwang, imagine how dissapointed they'd be if you messed it up for them while on stage. I told you, you work better alone."

Hyunjins heart broke as he heard his teachers words, he couldn't help but think he was right.

The only reason he came so far in his passion was because he did everything alone, regardless of dificulty. Times when he worked with others always ended up in diasater and agruments that were all eventually blamed on him, since he never defended himself.

But he knew Jeongin.

His friends were kinda and sweet, they would never make him take the blame.... would they?

Hyunjin felt a warm hand caress his cheek as he looked up, meeting his teachers cold gaze, "You know its true Hyunjin-ah."

Pulling away from his hold, the pianist shook his head, "No, they wouldn't do that, they know me. Please, i can do this Mr. Bang, i promise we won't mess it up."

Chan frowned, not liking the fact that Hyunjin moved away from his grasp.

"What part of no do you not understand Hwang. I'm telling you this for your own good."

Anger bubbled past the youngers appherihension, "Fine, i'll just ask Ms. Hwasa."

The Cellist grabbed Hyunjins chin once more, yanking the boy face close to his, "It'll be the same answer love."

Hyunjin pulled Chan's hand off his chin, glaring at the older, "Don't touch me."

Chan smirked, backing away, "Alright then. Now why don't you see yourself out. I've got more important things to do than argue with an impudent teenager."

Hyunjin shot up, grabbing the manila folder before storming outside, holding back his tears of fustration.

He was never one for confrontaion.

"How'd it go?" Changbin asked softly, watching the younger boy enter rather somber.

Everyone had left earlier, but Changbin stayed back, feeling uneasy at the thought of Mr. Bang and Hyunjin alone.

Something about the way the two looked at one another was off to him.

Hyunjin shook his head, finally letting tears roll down his cheeks.

"Oh baby, come here."

The pianist sniffled as he crawled into Changbins awaiting arms, "He said i wasn't good eneough to play what we chose. And that- And that i would let you guys down and you would all blame me."

Changbin buried his face into Hyunjins hair, whispering nothing but sweet words of assurance while he calmed the crying boy.

The bassist couldn't fathom how anyone could underestimate Hyunjins talents.

With his already fleeting confidence, disheartening words, especially from his professor, could only further damage the boys atitude.

"Its okay beautiful, we can just change our piece, as long as we can all play together.."

Hyunjin nodded, sniffeling into teh olders chest.

"Wouldn't they be m-mad though. We spent so long deciding and marking.."

"Ofcourse not, they'll understand Jinnie." Changbin placed a kiss on the boys head, "Whatever happens, i'll always be with you.."

Hyunjin looked up, cheeks red from the tears as he gazed at the olders handsome face.

Reaching out, the pianist placed is palm against the latters jaw, letting his long fingers dance across the smooth skin.

For what seemed like hours, the two sat in complete silence, while they stared at one another, the older allowing Hyunjin to trace shapes on his face.

"Jinnie..."

Hyunjins eye's flickerd down to Changbins lips and then back, "Mhm?"

"Can i kiss you?"

The finger froze.

A timid nod awnsered Changbins questioned, followed by the finger dragging its way down to the olders lips, tracing the pink flesh with his index finger.

"You have pretty lips hyung.."

"As do you beautiful."

With this, Changbin bent his head down, cupping the youngers cheek before closing the gap between them.

The softness of both their lips comforting, as neither of them felt a spark, rather a soft sense of comfort that wafted over them like cool mist.

Hyunjin felt safe and loved in the arms of his Hyung, and with their lips against each other, he didn't feel the torrent of thoughts and insecurities berating against his already conflicted mind.

Kissing Changbin made Hyunjin feel... Secure?

Changbin was equally as elated, a sense of caring growing deeper as it placed its roots in Hyunjins presence.

He wanted to protect the younger, to comfort and care for, the what he saw, fragile boy in his arms.

Hyunjin was like a beautiful rose to Changbin, so fragile that the slightest touch could damage its' soft velvety petals.

Hell would freeze before he'd let anyone break his flower.

A/N:.... Um... Changjin???

//They are going to be a couple// (more like friends with benefits..)