Blue is the colour of the sky and sea. It is often associated with depth and stability. It symbolizes trust, loyalty, wisdom, confidence, intelligence, faith, truth, and heaven. Blue is considered beneficial to the mind and body. It slows human metabolism and produces a calming effect.
나는 로빅이다. 170630 #엔 요원의 스물여덟 번째 생일을 맞이하여 2017학년도 6월 별빛학력평가 <N 탐구 영역> 내일 오후 5시부터 7시까지 진행된다. #HAPPYNDAY [이상, RT작전 실행하라!]
I am Rovix. 170630 Announcing the Starlight evaluation event <N Research Area> for the June 2017 academic year, to celebrate Agent #N’s 28th birthday, which will be held tomorrow from 5 p.m to 7 p.m. #HAPPYNDAY [Commence RT Operations!]
I see a lack of Noodle™ on your master list soooo Noodle finding out that her s/o can sing when she hears them singing in their room playing an instrument. (the ukulele would be cute *winkwink*) Love youuuuu~ <3
(I really hope you enjoy this fluff)
Noodle was usually very accurate when it came to arriving on time, never too late or too early. Always exact, and you quite admired her for that. You had planned meeting at your flat before going out for coffee, letting her know that she could just let herself in with the spare key because you’d most likely be in the shower… not that it was an invitation.
You figured you had some time, wanting to clear your head before meeting up with her. It always made you calmer and relaxed to play some music on your favourite instrument, your ukulele. It was a gift from your parents when you weren’t very old, and you had spent years caring for it and making sure it was perfect. It also meant it had several personal touches, among others that you had painted it pink with tiny daisies all over it.
You sat down, cross-legged, on the floor and took a deep breath. You stroke a few tunes and smiled at the sound, going through songs in your head, you knew you could play without notes. Finally, you settled on one and started playing.
You were so deep into your little musical bubble, eyes closed and brows furrowed in concentration, that you didn’t hear the door being unlocked and opened. Instead, you kept singing and playing until you nearly fell backwards at the sight of Noodle standing in the doorway when you finally opened your eyes.
The way the music stopped almost abruptly was nearly painful but you were blushing at being caught, “What time is it?” You wondered if you had lost track of it.
“I’m early,” Noodle smiled widely, looking down at you and then the ukulele, “I didn’t know you could play and sing!” She walked up to you and sat down.
“It-it’s just a spare-time thing,” you stuttered, wanting to run away in embarrassment. You felt your cheeks burn even more, putting the ukulele down.
“No, keep playing!” She encouraged with a nod, clapping her hands in excitement, “It sounded so sweet, what were you playing?”
“Uh, just a song called Intertwined by an artist called dodie.”
“Can you play it again? Just for me?”
“I’ve never really played anything for anyone.”
“Pleeeease!” She was still grinning and there was no way you could say no to her with that look upon her face. Her excitement made you feel fuzzy and warm.
“Alright, I’ll play you one song but then I’ll need a shower, okay?” You carefully picked up the ukulele again and smiled as you found the perfect song.
“Yeah, what are you going to play for me?”
“Just listen, yeah?” You looked down at the strings in concentration and placed your hands correctly, finally playing one of your favourites; I hate seagulls by Kate Nash. It had been the first song you had wanted to learn and it was sweet as well as very cheesy, and very fitting at the moment. Noodle had the reaction you hoped for, hands clasped together and smiling at you with that sweet look in her eyes that told you, she loved it.
When the song finished and you sang the last note, she crawled over and threw her arms around you, and you nearly dropped your pink ukulele, making you panic slightly.
“That was so good!” She said and kissed your cheek, “Why have you never told me you could play?”
“I don’t know, I guess, I was just shy.”
“There’s definitely nothing to be shy about, you were awesome!”
“Can you not tell the others? I’d like this to just be a thing for myself…”
“There’s no way I’m sharing you anyway, Murdoc would go crazy if he found another singer,” Noodle kissed your cheek again, “Shower?”