mortal enemies | Seungjin

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|Hyunjin|

While Seungmin was busy helping the others, I just sat in the director's chair and watched the action.

I had to admit that Seungmin had quite a bit of knowledge about what he was doing and he did it with passion.

That was the only thing we were similar in. We both did everything for our favorite hobby.

I wasn't a big fan of acting but I didn't have any other choice and on the other hand, I didn't want to hinder him in his work.

With a bored sigh I leaned further into the chair and looked up. The sky was bright blue and there were only single clouds to be seen.
"Hyunjin!" the call of my name caught my attention and I looked down. Seungmin came up to me and stopped right in front of me
"We're done so far and since I don't really have a task for you, you can go ahead." he put the camera down on the small table next to me and looked at him in wonder.
"And who's going to clean up this mess?"

"I'll take care of that." He replied curtly. He was about to leave again when I stopped him.
"I'll help you."
Seungmin turned and looked at me with wide eyes, but then shook his head.
"I'll do-"

"That wasn't an offer." I interrupted him and he fell silent, his brown eyes fixed on me. He seemed caught off guard for a moment but then nodded in agreement.

I had absolutely no motivation for the whole thing but I didn't want to feel completely useless either. If I couldn't do anything for the last two hours I would at least help clean up.

While the others all went back to the school building, Seungmin and I put everything back into the boxes and took down the soft boxes .

Together we carried the boxes back to the club room and stowed them back on the shelves.

"Why did you really join the club?" I suddenly heard Seungmin's voice behind me as I was putting my last box on the shelf. With a confused look on my face I turned to him. He had put the box he hadn't yet put away next to him on the table and was standing in front of me with his arms crossed.
"Like I said, I just wanted to get on your nerves." I grinned at him and Seungmin's expression darkened.
"I don't believe you, though."

My grin disappeared and I just looked at him silently.

Had he really noticed? I mean, what other reason would have occurred to him?

"It's the truth, though." I shook my head in annoyance and turned away from him to put the soft box back in place. Seungmin sighed in the background and put the last box on the shelf.

Turning around, I saw Seungmin trying to move the box to the top shelf and had to stretch quite a bit to do it. He was a head shorter than me and the sight made me smile.

He looked like a helpless little puppy.

"Can you be helped?" Crossing my arms, I eyed Seungmin, watching his every move.
"I can do it..." he muttered to himself and I started laughing. Somehow it didn't look like he was going to get the box up there.
"You're going to hurt yourself." I stated and the stubborn mutt just hissed a "shut up."

Incomprehensibly, I shook my head and was about to turn away when I saw Seungmin lose his balance.

Without thinking any further, I ran to him and pulled him back to me by the waist before the box flew to the ground in front of us.
"I told you you'd hurt yourself!" I admonished him in a loud tone but Seungmin couldn't get a word out. He was shaking a bit, probably from the shock.

My hands were still placed around his narrow waist and his body was pressed tightly against mine.

Immediately a pleasant scent  to my nose and I had to admit that Seungmin smelled really good.

Slowly I released one of my hands from him and patted his head.

"What would you do without me..."