After The Dance

❁16❁

Jongho felt... Confused. His mind was chaotic like a bundle of yarn that was jumbled together, creating a tangled mess. He and their group were now in the hotel, and the male was waiting for his turn for the shower while his roommate went first.

The eight males went on the slide earlier, and threw a small party for Sungho in their hut once all of them started being hungry. And while waiting in line Jongho found himself staring at his Yeosang hyung. His eyes took in the elegant beauty that the older was. Wet, black hair that was pushed back nicely, his soaked white shirt and black rash gard outlining his lean figure, and the way how his eyes were filled with slight excitement and dread as they were getting closer to the front. The fluttering feeling inside him grew stronger than before the more he thought about it. And he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

He knew that he was possibly growing a small crush on the older, but he had to rethink about it since there was another person that he was thinking about. Yes, the mystery stranger was still a priority of his. Jongho knew very well that he should have dropped the investigation around last month, but a small piece of him felt that the person was somewhere out there, somewhere near him.

"Jongho!" A voice made the said male flinch as he was brought back to his right mind. In front of him stood Yeosang with a concerned look. Fresh from the shower due to him holding a towel, wearing a dark blue plaid pajama set, and his slightly damp, yet fluffy hair.

"What's gotten into you? I've been calling your name for the like past minute or two" The babysitter huffed out of frustration.

The two of them (unsurprisingly) got stuck with being roommates for the night, since their friends went with their respective lover, and Sungho would be sleeping with his parents. Leaving the two of them as the only pair left. Jongho was fine with it, but Yeosang was a bundle of nerves. Being anxious about sharing a room with the younger.

Sure they had separate beds, but the older wasn't blind to the fact that it would just be the two of them in the room. He had already imagined how tense the room was going to be, though when they did enter the room, he was shocked at the fact that what he made up on his head was exactly that, he made it up in his head. Jongho went straight to his bed to rest for a bit while leaving Yeosang at the door speechless at how relaxed the other male was.

"Ah, sorry. I was just thinking" The younger said, grabbing his pajamas and towel, and headed to the bathroom for a quick shower.

After about a few minutes in the warm shower, Jongho was finally done and stepped out and into the room. He noticed the room's lights were now turned off, all except for a lamp on the bedside table that illumimated a sleeping figure. The male quietly made his way to his bed and sat on it, facing his sleeping hyung. The lamp bathed the room and the older's face in a soft yellow glow, the older's hair falling on his forehead along with a small pout on the lips, and his steady breathing that put Jongho's mind at ease.

The younger grabbed his phone from the bedside table and opened the camera app. He took a photo of the sleeping beauty, wanting to remember this moment. Making the photo his wallpaper, Jongho turned his phone off and settled in his own bed. He glanced at his hyung one more time before he could pass out.

"Goodnight hyung" He whispered.

-

Yeosang felt his eyelids shot open, only to feel them drooping back close. His eyes fought back and forth to keep them open till he settled with keeping them hooded until they could adjust to the room's lighting. He laid in his bed facing the window, and saw that the sun was beginning to rise. The babysitter got an idea and sat up from his bed.

He stretched his body, hearing a few bones crack to release the tension that was built within them overnight. Yeosang gazes at Jongho's bed to see the male still sleeping soundly. The older yawns and gets out of the warmth of his bed, his feet scrunching up after feeling the cold carpet beneath him. He walks to the balcony that their room has, and opens the glass door. The cool, crisp air picked at his skin, making the small hairs stand up.

The male knew that he could get sick, but he didn't bother with getting himself a blanket or jacket as he leaned on the cold railings. This kind of cold felt good to him. Yeosang drew in a deep breath and let it back out, the fresh air made him feel relaxed. He watched as the sun peeked through some clouds, its rays shined brightly like a shot from a movie, and the hues of colours blending perfectly with each other. The view was really worth waking up for.

Continuing his day dreaming under the rising sun, his mind had accidentally wandered off to his problem with Jongho. He was starting to get frustrated- tired even. He didn't mean to drag the problem this far off, but the damage was done. All he could do now was to try and explain to Jongho the whole situation, and pray that their friendship wouldn't go down the drain along with his heart.

After a few more minutes on the balcony, Yeosang heard some shuffling inside the room. He turns to see Jongho bury himself more in his bed, problaby feeling the cold since the babysitter left the balcony door open. Yeosang decided that he should probably wake the younger up since they still needed to meet with the rest of their group for breakfast downstairs. So he steps away from the railings, and goes back into the room, remembering to close the door.

The male starts rummaging through his suitcase that he brought and grabs the clothes that he packed. He feels Jongho's gaze on him, and speaks up.

"Stop staring, am I that good-looking that I'm the first thing that you see once you wake up?" His words were filled with sarcasm, but the younger's weren't.

"Yes" That one word instantly made Yeosang's cheeks go red as he quickly got up and placed his clothes on the bathroom counter, only to walk back into the room with Jongho's eyes still trained on him.

"Could you stop staring now?"

"It's not my fault that you look cute" The babysitter had no idea where the younger was getting this confidence, but decided to not dote on it much longer as he busied himself with charging his phone.

"Whatever, just don't go back to sleep. We meet up with the others at the lobby soon" Yeosang said before escaping to the bathroom, leaving a smiling Jongho on his bed.

"Cute"