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Emil Bondevik was a weirdo. He always kept to himself, and had a strong fixation on puffins. Not many knew what went on inside his head, nor did they really want to know. Strangest of all, he still had a crush on a boy he met in high school! He was 22! He hadn't seen the boy in 3 or 4 years! Yet.. the feeling still lingered for him, and he didn't understand.
He was currently driving (Er, his brother Lukas was driving him) home, and decided to dwell on the thought of his quote-unquote ‘High-School Sweetheart’ as some people might dub it. Though he decided to brush off the thought after a bit, not wanting to fall down that rabbit hole of thoughts. He would've snapped out his thoughts soon anyway, as Lukas would soon speak up.
“How was work, Emil.” Lukas asked, though it came out as more of a statement. Emil loved Lukas, but he was not very good at holding conversations or talking to people at that; Emil was similar but he was a bit better at expressing a tiny bit of emotion than his brother. Emil also didn't really care about that trait of his brother's either, he was weird as hell as it was, so he just always went with it.
“It was okay.” Just the same as usual… Emil thought to himself. They were nearing their house, which they also shared with a Dane, Swede, and Finn. All of them were basically family at this point. Lukas had a.. weird relationship with the Dane, whose name was Mathias. Mathias treated him like a younger brother, and was almost always attached at the hip to Lukas. The Swede and the Finn, Berwald and Tino respectively, were a sweet married couple. Almost too sweet. Seriously, it was almost disgusting at times. The two were kind of like opposites, Berwald was quiet and like a brick, and Tino was very friendly and kind. They were kind of like the ‘parents’ of the group, for lack of better word. Emil was the youngest of the group; and they all treated him as such. It was quite annoying, but he got used to it.
“That's good.” Lukas said flatly. Some would say he sounded rude, but that was just the natural tone of his voice. Right as he spoke, he turned into their driveway and parked.
They got into the house and the first thing Emil did was collapse on his bed, not even changing. He felt a bit more tired than usual and decided to just lay down for a bit. He pulled out his cellphone and started scrolling through what ever. But… something caught his eye. Dark, chestnut brown hair… dull, down-turned chocolate brown eyes.. tanned skin.. a charming smirk on those slightly chapped lips… a dazzling black outfit.. it was Leon Wang. His high-school “sweetheart”. The boy he'd crushed on for so long. His cheeks reddened, and he quickly looked away and closed his eyes.
There was just no way he was getting flustered over an image like this. Why was this picture of Leon here anyway?! And was he dressed up like this? He decided to read the title of the post.
‘New hit idol, Leon Wang, releases second album, “Antonym to Change” on October 6th!’
Huh… and it was posted by an account called “Idol News Daily”. Was Leon a famous singer now?! There was just… no way. Leon did have a small music gig during high school, but it was never too big. Emil wasn't too musical himself; aside from his hobby of playing the Violin. He never really took that seriously though, but he was still pretty decent at it.
He sighed and decided to come back to this later. Right now, he was gonna go take a shower, because he sure felt like he needed one.
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Leon Wang had finally achieved this dream of becoming a singer. Though, he felt like not much really changed. He still watched the same Jackie-Chan movies, and lived with his brother Yao (who acted more like a mom or dad at times). He also still had the same crush on the same boy from high school; Emil Bondevik. Some days when he thought about him, he really just fell more in love with that(probably) old image of him. His platinum blond hair that framed his face and looked all silky, his drowning violet eyes, fair skin. That wasn't even the end of it. The way he acted like he didn't care about anything, but was deeply passionate inside. It all still made Leon's heart warm, even if he hadn't seen the boy for a long time. He was probably weird for falling deeper for someone that most likely didn't even remember him anyway. It wasn't like he was very notable in high school.
He should probably get his mind off this... or should he?
I want to base my last song about him, kinda. I mean the lyrics are already coming to me…
Leon thought to himself, already scrambling for sheet music to write things down. Yet, he could barely even find anything through his jumbled mess of a room.
“Aiya, this is why I tell you to clean your room, aru! You think famous idol lives like this? They do not! Clean your room now!”
The sudden, accented, rapidly-speaking voice startled Leon. He almost shrieked, until he realized it was just Yao, who was just casually standing at his door frame, arms crossed. He suppressed the urge to roll his eyes as the older man scolded him.
“It’ll be fine! See, I found it!”
He held up the piece of blank sheet music, though Yao just pinched the bridge of his nose while closing his eyes. He shook his head and looked at Leon, this time more calmly rather than the glare he was wearing earlier.
“Anyway, I came to tell you that dinner’s ready.” Yao said more softly this time, but soon shot him an icy glare. “Aiya, but don’t think you fooled me. You’re still cleaning your room, Leon.”
Leon nodded at the first part, and rolled his eyes at the last part of what he said. Yao gave him a warning look that was made out of steel.
“Ey! Are you playing smart with me, young man?!” He raised his voice as he spoke, and Leon quickly straightened up, earning a soft ‘Hm.. that’s what I thought.’ from Yao as he walked away.
Geez… He really does act like a parent at times…
Leon thought to himself once again, and put his sheet music in a safe place as he headed to the dinner table for supper.
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After he finished his dinner, he washed his plate(as Yao strictly told him to) and headed to his room, ready to work on his song, which he decided was gonna have… a different feel from the rest of his songs. He wanted something that fit Emil. So he decided on something mellow, yet bitter at the same time.
”My heart’s been burning..
”More than achin..”
”Just to see you again…”
”I would do any—
Ugh no… too sorrow and.. weird.
Leon thought to himself and crumpled up the random piece of paper he was writing lyrics on. He covered his face with both of his hands and shook his head—it had to be perfect! Oh who was he kidding.. The boy was probably not even gonna hear the song! Why was he trying so hard! Leon sighed and picked his pen back up, along with a fresh piece of paper. But first, instead of just getting to writing, he decided to let himself drown in the thoughts of Emil.
Soon, he found himself with a completely filled up piece of paper, and a beautiful piece of sheet music.
I ♡ U
May not be the best title, but eh, who really cares.