|Micah and Hayden taste like raspberries (andcream) wrote in doorslogs,|
@ 2012-07-22 12:11:00
|Entry tags:||hayden mcclaine, plot: memories|
Who: Micah Callaghan / Hayden McClaine
What: Memories Plot
Where: The jazz club he plays at
Things to avoid: Nothing.
It was one of the rare moments of peace that Micah still experienced there at the club. Here, nothing could touch him, nothing could hurt him. It was just him and his music, the sounds of the piano filling the air as he leaned in to the ivories, playing for an audience of just himself. He didn't need applause to validate him in these moments, wouldn't want an audience to spoil the magic. Instead, he simply played, attempted to forget, and tried to heal, if only for a few moments.
At first, he ignored the headache that spiked behind his eyes, pain something he was used to ignoring, but when the nausea hit and his vision blurred, fingers finally fumbled and he drew his hands away from the piano keys. The sound of heaving breathing filled the air where the piano had once occupied, and he had to brace his hands against the top of the piano as he leaned forward, willing this to pass.