Lief X Matti / Cooper Oc's 📄🖊️

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Story snippet: 

They had just been rehearsing the newest lyrics that Matti had made. Jared was strumming along perfectly except for that fourth note, it was not in the beat with the bass. Matti might have to drop it down two. Henley was still having trouble on some of the speedier combos, so they might need to remove a note so he can keep up. Leif was killing it, even adding in a few swings of his hips, raising his hands to clap at a few (sections) he must have memorized.

They were playing for no one and he was still giving it his all, smiling to no one but the glass in front- Fuck, no, no he wasnt smiling at the glass. No, he was smiling at Matti, Matti’s reflection. As soon as Matti made eye contact, Leif winked at him, smiling wider. Matti couldn't help the flush he felt crawl up his neck and to his ears.

He did his best to act nonchalant, to keep his face passive and eyes forward, but being that forty percent - no, more like sixty five percent - of his attention was on Leif in his peripheral, he knew he was botching most of his parts.

They tried the same song a second time, then a different song once before Jared called it. Him and Henley left, elbowing each other out the door. Leif stayed behind, taking care to slowly clean the microphone and cord, coiling it slowly.

Matti couldn't help noticing everything Leif did. Working on the mic, pushing back his hair, pacing from one corner to the other. Matti tried his best to work on the edits to the music, noting what he had heard and what would work best- but every time he moved his pen to scratch out one note or write in another, he forgot what he was doing.

“Are you ready?” Leif asked, leaning in from Matti’s right, eyes glancing from his eyes to his papers. His blue-gray eyes, framed in long, dark blond lashes, blinking slowly, brushing his cheeks. His mouth began to move as if reading the lyrics on the pages.

Matti panicked for a moment, worried he had one of his newer songs out, one he hadn’t altered yet, one about Leif-

“Are you ready? You’ve been staring at me, Matti.”

Something about the way he always said his name, Matti, like he was saying it fancier than he meant to. It usually made him feel underdressed, sloven. Like he should have ironed his cotton tee before putting it on. But just then, with a smile at the corner of his lips, whole head still tilted, eyes dancing- Matti finally felt like he was in on the secret, on whatever hidden message Leif was always trying to tell him. Something just between I missed you and I’m happy to be with you right now. And maybe something else he couldn't read just then.