𝗠𝗶𝗱𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗦𝗸𝘆|| B𝗈𝗈𝗄 1✔ •𝐒𝐮𝐡𝐨 𝐗 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐧•

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Warning: full of gay shit and etc. 😀

|Suho POV|

"Uhm seojun...you dont need to turn your back..." I said as I watch him
stood rooted on a corner.

He was facing the wall while patiently waiting. Even if I cant see his face I know his already blushing, tell by the tone of his voice, indeed he's shy to
face me. Not like im already naked...

"But...you're ta-taking your sh-shirt  off...I mean..." He didnt look at me but
instead his gaze were focus on the ground. I chuckled on that cuteness of
him as I starts to dug deep on his bag to find whats the suitable shirt  I will
wear. We're in a room where we'll be alone, and yet different emotions starts to flickered on his face but he quite dont want to show it

"I meanㅡnevermindㅡim just gonna sitㅡhere..." He couldnt go on and just
decided to be quiet.  He stayed backwards across from my direction as I secretly look at him with an arch and turn my gaze on the shirt I picked.

His being weird...Hmm...

"Can I wear this?" I show the pink fitted cloth that werent that much
wide, it was skinny and only suitable for slender waist. A smirk form on my
lips, maybe it aint bad if I tease him...

"You can wear anything..." He simply said, still facing the wall as I heard him gulped. I laugh on my thoughts as I quickly pull my shirt off and wear the pink knitted cloth.

Hope he wont sweat too much....

|Seojun POV|

ok.calm.down.

you.need.to.calm.down.

Its only suho you're dealing with.

You gotta act straight! straight! damn it seojun...

i shook that idea off my mind as I take a deep sigh. I hate myself for acting
weird lately, I mean...When suho is around I find myself shaking as if he's
about to kill me with that alluring  features of him. I couldnt help but to  replay all those scenarios on my mind.

His wet hair after he wash his face was just my source of weakness.

I mean... The water that starts to drip down to his face, recreating the wet
feeling I felt like damn, What is this? is it me or its just that my throat went
dry coz everytime I look at him. I cant help but to gulp in astonishment.

His grey sweater were covered by flour as the water drip down at his hair then to his back, causing me to scan his downward features.

Again, I curse under my breath as I realize what im doing. Fuck it, am I
bewitch towards suho? Its like he got me under a black magic or what...

So as a remedy, coz I cant stop myself staring at him...I just decide to turn my back away from that guy. It will be a much bigger problem if he caught me looking at him and I know it'll be awkward..beside... I could die on that moment if our eyes met each other.

"Im done!" After minutes of waiting and self-hating. I sigh in relief as soon
as I heard suho. I squeeze my eyes shut for preparation, and finally look
at him. I put a smile on my face as I scan what he wear, but unfortunately.

My eyes widened as my heartbeat went irregular.

I mean...WTF!!!

"Is it bad?" He look at me with that unusual smirk. I was jaw drop as the
heartattack hit me. He was wearing  that pink-so-fitted clothes and fuck! it
was also so-short that it revealed his long slender legs shining in white. At
first I thought it was a lady legs but when I trace my stares down, it wasnt.