love language -Mark Lee
Mark, your classmate, had a huge crush on you, but he was way too awkward and shy to talk to you. Instead, his love language to you was music.
He'd quietly snatch a place next to you on the bus and after some time probably offer you one side of his earphones. “Uh.. if you like.. wanna..” He was so flustered and awkward about it, you found it cute.
He asked you what you wanna listen to, knowing exactly which song he'd play when you said you were okay with anything he plays.
Mark had a playlist of songs to listen with you, full of songs he's listened to over and over again to make sure they match your taste and convey the genuine amount of attraction he holds for you. He probably psychoanalysed every lyric to make them coincide with the situation you're both in.
“What's the name of this song? Its really good.” You asked after each song ended.
That's when he knew he had done a good job, and smiled and blushed before eagerly sharing the song with you.
Of course he'd let you choose music as well, and he'll make a mental note of the songs you recommended to him and listened to with him. Coincidentally (not), those same songs will end up being his most played for the rest of the year.
Something about sitting next to each other and sharing a mere wire between the two of you felt so intimate, especially because you were both too shy to talk to each other. Neither of you were paying attention to anything else on the bus, all the chaos seemed to have been cut off as the song connected the both of you, looking away from each other, humming the tune and bopping your heads. Sometimes Mark looked at you and found you lipsyncing along to the lyrics while looking out the window. Your shoulders were touching each other's. The single wire of the earphone hung between the two of you.
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