“You know the drill.” He said, flipping the notebook open, “Listen-”
“-to the song, follow along with it while it’s playing and then tell you what it’s trying to get across. I know.” Tomohisa said.
A snort and Jin started the radio.
The song echoed in the kitchen, and Tomohisa got lost in the midst of I love yous and baby don’t gos. He looked down at the paper, mouthing the lyrics along with the song.
Baby don’t go Pretty baby please don’t go I love you so Pretty baby please don’t go
When the song trailed off into nothingness, Tomohisa looked up, slightly surprised to see Jin looking at him intently.
“What did you learn?” Jin asked, his voice a mere whisper.
“She doesn’t want him to leave.” He whispered.
A sigh left Jin’s lips, “Close.” He said, “Write an essay on the meaning of those two songs, I’ll get it tomorrow.” He stood up and went upstairs, leaving everything on the table.
Curiously, he reached across the table and grabbed the notebook, before flipping it open to the page Jin was writing on.
Miles and miles and miles apart. Although so far you've touched my heart. Your laugh, your voice, your adoring smile, Seem to shorten every mile.
I wake every morning and rest at night, my thoughts and dreams filled with your sight. Oh how I wish, even for one night, I could lay in your arms and you hold me tight. Not just a little bruised or battered
Tomohisa frowned at the words, the whole time Jin had been teaching him English, or at least, supposed to be teaching him English, he’d been writing poetry. He flipped through the notebook, page after page, filled with anywhere from short to long poems. He scoffed, dropping the notebook back onto the table, eyes falling onto the poem again, the English words staring back at him.
There was a stanza crossed out under it, causing the frown to deepen. He could barely make out the words under all the marks.
Shaking his head, he closed the notebook and stood up, going out of the kitchen and towards Jin’s room. He raised his hand to knock, pausing midway when he heard Jin’s voice.
“I can’t see him go off to New York, I care too much about him to just watch him go. I tried to give him hints but…” a sigh “he just doesn’t get it…”
Tomohisa backed away from the door, his eyes wide, “he what?” he asked quietly, “He…loves me?” He went back into the kitchen, placing the notebook down onto the table and opening it, his eyes moving across the words again, trying to understand them.
“He’s going to miss me?”
-
Jin sighed and closed his bag; he looked around the room and sighed once more, before turning the light off and carrying his bag out to the kitchen.
He found a paper on the table, but Tomohisa was nowhere to be seen.
I caught an earlier flight, which is why I’m not here. I don’t have an essay about those two songs, but I do know their meaning. The first one, I Got You Babe, signifies love, the purest of love, where it doesn’t matter what you have, as long as you have the other person, who makes you feel loved.
The second song is different. Baby Don’t Go is about love also, but its about a shallow love, where, they can’t be together, because one of them wants to go away because it’s not enough for them.
Jin sighed again, shaking his head, “Stupid music major.”
Farther down the page, there was a note, in Japanese.
when I get back in six months, you better fucking teach me proper English, Akanishi, instead of making me read old books. Also, maybe actually tell me how you feel about me? Instead of letting old music talk for you, it’s very cowardly of you.
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annnnd, the end. It was longer than I expected. And the literature stuff, is weird, but my Jin muses are odd like that. I hope you like this, anon!
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Re: Baby Don't Go (5/?)
Date: 2010-04-05 08:30 am (UTC)“-to the song, follow along with it while it’s playing and then tell you what it’s trying to get across. I know.” Tomohisa said.
A snort and Jin started the radio.
The song echoed in the kitchen, and Tomohisa got lost in the midst of I love yous and baby don’t gos. He looked down at the paper, mouthing the lyrics along with the song.
Baby don’t go
Pretty baby please don’t go
I love you so
Pretty baby please don’t go
When the song trailed off into nothingness, Tomohisa looked up, slightly surprised to see Jin looking at him intently.
“What did you learn?” Jin asked, his voice a mere whisper.
“She doesn’t want him to leave.” He whispered.
A sigh left Jin’s lips, “Close.” He said, “Write an essay on the meaning of those two songs, I’ll get it tomorrow.” He stood up and went upstairs, leaving everything on the table.
Curiously, he reached across the table and grabbed the notebook, before flipping it open to the page Jin was writing on.
Miles and miles and miles apart.
Although so far you've touched my heart.
Your laugh, your voice, your adoring smile,
Seem to shorten every mile.
I wake every morning and rest at night,
my thoughts and dreams filled with your sight.
Oh how I wish, even for one night,
I could lay in your arms and you hold me tight.
Not just a little bruised or battered
Tomohisa frowned at the words, the whole time Jin had been teaching him English, or at least, supposed to be teaching him English, he’d been writing poetry. He flipped through the notebook, page after page, filled with anywhere from short to long poems. He scoffed, dropping the notebook back onto the table, eyes falling onto the poem again, the English words staring back at him.
There was a stanza crossed out under it, causing the frown to deepen. He could barely make out the words under all the marks.
Shaking his head, he closed the notebook and stood up, going out of the kitchen and towards Jin’s room. He raised his hand to knock, pausing midway when he heard Jin’s voice.
“I can’t see him go off to New York, I care too much about him to just watch him go. I tried to give him hints but…” a sigh “he just doesn’t get it…”
Tomohisa backed away from the door, his eyes wide, “he what?” he asked quietly, “He…loves me?” He went back into the kitchen, placing the notebook down onto the table and opening it, his eyes moving across the words again, trying to understand them.
“He’s going to miss me?”
-
Jin sighed and closed his bag; he looked around the room and sighed once more, before turning the light off and carrying his bag out to the kitchen.
He found a paper on the table, but Tomohisa was nowhere to be seen.
I caught an earlier flight, which is why I’m not here. I don’t have an essay about those two songs, but I do know their meaning. The first one, I Got You Babe, signifies love, the purest of love, where it doesn’t matter what you have, as long as you have the other person, who makes you feel loved.
The second song is different. Baby Don’t Go is about love also, but its about a shallow love, where, they can’t be together, because one of them wants to go away because it’s not enough for them.
Jin sighed again, shaking his head, “Stupid music major.”
Farther down the page, there was a note, in Japanese.
when I get back in six months, you better fucking teach me proper English, Akanishi, instead of making me read old books. Also, maybe actually tell me how you feel about me? Instead of letting old music talk for you, it’s very cowardly of you.
-
annnnd, the end. It was longer than I expected. And the literature stuff, is weird, but my Jin muses are odd like that. I hope you like this, anon!