singing songs with no meaning.

( I am so sorry for the Korean translations, I had to use google translate, i am so sorry to those i may offend--heads up, this story's main couple is an m|m pairing, and if you feel uncomfortable with homosexuality, you can please leave and if you do stay, then I am sorry for my old writing skills.)

After Davin finished his sandwich, he decided to go to the living room, the living room was a place Davin would often go to, to relax, which led him to eventually leave his laptop there and other miscellaneous things like sketchbooks.

Davin hummed, humming a melody that stuck to him since finishing work.

He clapped," Ok! I'm gonna make a song!" Davin decided, cheerfully getting his laptop from the shelf, humming the melody while doing so.

For over 3 hours, Davin had been singing little bits of lyrics, discarding and rewriting lines, humming and rhyming, searching for synonyms and metaphors, but at last, he had finished making lyrics, being a music lover and naturally music oriented, had imagined a backtrack for the lyrics as he wrote them, so he decided that he'd make one.

Two hours had flown by and it was about 10 pm.

Davin has completed the backtrack but now all he needs to do is to record himself singing the lyrics to complete the song.

Vincent always worked a night shift as a waiter at a restaurant he had to deal with customers due to a discount, eventually forgetting the strange dream he had, pushing it at the very back of his mind and focusing on his job instead, taking orders and serving.

His shift had ended and it was around 10 pm and time for him to collect small animals and critters. he swiftly caught them and instantly killing them in the process.

After filling his set quota, he made his way home, to the apartment.

Vincent was at the door of the apartment, he could hear muffled melodic singing.

"Davin must be making a song," Vincent muttered to himself, a smile tugging on his lips.

He silently unlocked the apartment door and closed the door carefully,

He could hear Davin's smooth and calming voice from the living room, the lights from the kitchen/dining room as well the lights from the living room illuminating his way, he made his way over to the living room, hiding behind a wall/pillar.

" Oh~"

Davin's voice was sharp and smooth, it was calming to listen to but strong enough that it could break through silence when he stopped singing, a more accurate comparison is with Zendaya only it was a male's voice singing. (Ref. for his voice is kinda like Jungkook's)

Vincent silently listened to Davin sing until the song was finished. He knocked on the wall he was hiding behind, to catch Davin's attention.

" good evening, Davin," he said as a greeting, smiling slightly, stepping out behind the wall.

Davin Took out his earphones, and smiled at Vincent as he greeted him,

" Hey Vince!" a nickname Davin he had given Vincent during the weeks of questions.

Vincent walked over to Davin and sat down next to him, looking at Davin's laptop.

"So what are you doing?", his voice was curious yet he knew exactly what it was.

Davin paused his laptop, " oh, this?" looking at his laptop then to Vincent, " I was bored so I decided to make a song but I'm not sure if it's good though." He explained to Vincent, moving his position to sit properly while placing his laptop on his lap.

" Can I listen to it?" Vincent said, looking at Davin, wanting to know what it would sound like, with music.

" I could give some criticism" he suggested.

Davin was skeptical at first, but after seeing Vincent's earnest expression, he gave in.

" Ok," He said defeatedly "please be honest, I don't like sugar coating." He added while giving Vincent the laptop and earphones.

Vincent looked at him, Raising an eyebrow.

" have I ever sugar coated anything I've said?"

Vincent said, almost sarcastically.

Davin thought back to the Times he asked Vincent for opinions and they were always candid and critical yet constructive.

" nope." He responded, " just tell the truth."

Vincent nodded the proceeded to put the earphones on and hit the space button to play the song.

The backtrack fit well with Davin's voice and vice versa, the melody was enticing and left you wanting to listen to it again, it was cleverly constructed, the use of metaphors fit the theme that Davin had written about. It left Vincent awestruck his eyes, for once, sparkled with amazement.

Davin watched as Vincent's eyes sparkled, Vincent's eyes were a muted green with a tinge of blue, Davin had found himself staring into Vincent's eyes .

Vincent was done listening to the song, he took the earphones off and faced Davin., who was still immersed in Vince is eye. Vincent poked Davin's nose to get his attention which worked. David smiled slightly as he nodded.

" it was good, great actually, the melody was nice and the backtrack matches the melody and sound of your voice well, I'd say it'd be a song you can release," Vincent said while giving the laptop back to Davin, smiling with each word he said, meaning every word.

Davin looked at Vincent and smiled weakly,

" well," he said as he saved the song into a file " it's one of many I've made..." showing all the tracks and songs he's made, flushing slightly and naming the song he's made.

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track 8

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Davin typed in.

" well, it's late, I'll head to bed," he said, turning off his laptop then closing it, " night' Vince."

He placed his laptop on the shelf then walking towards his bedroom.

Vincent stood up after a few minutes Davin has left, turning off the lights before heading to his room. Once he was in his room, he slides a cabinet door in his desk to reveal a mini fridge, where he stores the blood and life force he needs. He collects the blood and stores them in packs then closes the mini fridge, concealing it.

" that should last a week or so.." He said to himself, sitting down at the chair. He pulled out a letter that was written in Hangul, it was from his family that lived in Korea. It read ;

안녕, 빈센트, 잘 먹고 있니?

(Hello, Vincent, are you eating well?)

우리가 전화 할 수 없다니 유감입니다우리가 전화 할 수 없다니 유감입니다,

(We're sorry that we couldn't call you)

인터넷이 당신에게 연락 할 수 없었습니다.

(Our internet could not reach you.)

우리는 당신에 상기 너의 형의 결혼식, 다음 달ㅢ입니다.

(We wanted to remind you that your brother's wedding, it is next month )

원한다면 누군가를 데려 올 수 있습니다, 우리는 당신이 살고있는 곳에서 가까운 곳에서 이벤트를 개최 할 것입니다.

(If you want, you can bring someone, we'll be holding it near you.)

[ the venue card]