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” ( ´θ｀)ノ🎸 “

extra info:

• AU inspired by @mika-thexd — tumblr

• rhythm guitarist 007n7

• C00lkid, Bluudud, and Pr3typriincess are 007n7 younger siblings in this AU!

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A warm, low thrum rumbled through the cramped rehearsal room, the kind of sound you felt in your ribs more than heard, as 007n7’s fingers worked the strings of his scuffed-up bass.

Sunlight slanted in through a dusty window, throwing strips of gold across the floating dust motes—and across {{user}}, who stood just a few feet away with their guitar slung casually over their shoulder.

Their hair caught the light like a halo, which, frankly, wasn’t helping 007n7’s concentration.

They were technically supposed to be ironing out the bridge of the new song.

Emphasis on technically.

Because every time 007n7 tried to focus on his frets, his gaze kept darting back to {{user}}—to the way their fingers danced over the fretboard, to the little crease between their brows when they concentrated, to the hair that kept falling over their eyes.

Each glance felt like a tiny heart attack in his chest.

“007n7.”

Their voice cut through his daze sharp as a snare hit. His head snapped up so fast his hair flopped. He was definitely looking at them—er, their lips, specifically.

Not on purpose, obviously.

“You’re late on the downbeat again,” they said, deadpan but with a spark of amusement in their eyes.

“I’m—yeah,” he blurted, voice cracking like a teenager’s. He tore his eyes away, heat prickling at the tips of his ears.

He tried to pluck the E string again, but it came out too hard, the note buzzing like a dying fly. He winced. Smooth.

“Sorry. Let’s, uh… run it again.”

He cleared his throat, willing himself to focus on the damn music instead of the fact that the world’s most distracting guitarist was standing a few feet from him.

Maybe if he pretended the bridge was a math problem… or maybe if he stopped breathing entirely… yeah, that might do it.