✓ odds.

four

everything — cix || 3:24
나의 세상인 you, you, you're my everything
with you, you, love you everything

— 🎶

soonyoung chugged the water bottle, breathing unevenly as he stared at himself in the mirror. beads of sweats rolling down the sides of his face as he took one big breath. silently laughing at all the ugly scars that painted his shoulder and upper arm as he wore back his hoodie.

the door closed shut, clinking as the cold air made the blonde shiver in response. soonyoung felt his phone buzz, opening it and seeing the group chat that annoyed him to death, yet still made him laugh like a maniac as he walked with one of his hands in his pockets.

was he pleased that he was going home? not really.
he hated going home, that's why he always stayed overtime in the studios despite his dance crew members telling him to go home.
chan and his new friend named minghao who was the chinese transfer student have always been that way since soonyoung joined the classes and stayed overtime.

it was relaxing when he could finally take off his hoodie to expose his sleeveless shirt that had been hiding behind the thick wool of his hoodies after classes, knowing that no cameras would be on during that time.
everyday, when no one was around, he took off his hoodie or jacket and give himself hurtful comments about his skin as he danced to the music; eyeing his body as he moved, criticizing everything he did wrong.

scars that painted his biceps, ones that were permanently tattooed onto his biceps and couldn't be washed away with water.
it had always been like that.

now soonyoung was walking home, with a cold breeze that blew itself into seoul and went. where he stopped in a park and thought it would be fun counting stars despite not knowing anything in astrology. he counted and counted until he felt his head spin, he shut his eyes only to be met with a pair of another in that starry night.

that's where he met jihoon; despite meeting him in the studio of teacher bumzu, soonyoung hasn't seen how pretty his eyes were as they were locked into a stare.
jihoon bending down to face the boy as soonyoung stared up.

hearts beating as they locked eyes,  "uh hi?" soonyoung greeted with an awkward smile. the boy with familiar features and black hair only turned around and started to walk, making the blonde whine. as much as he hated the unwanted attention from others, he liked having the younger's attention yet he didn't know him at all.

soonyoung sniffled a chuckle, standing up as he chased the boy.

• • •

jihoon could only walk faster as he felt the older chase him, was he feeling a weird addicting feeling in the pit of his stomach? yes.
"can you leave me alone?"
"now why would i? that would be a cruel mistake."
"how could leaving me be a cruel mistake?" jihoon questioned, the boy with eyes that looked like the moon's crescents smiled.

the smile hitting his eyes as soonyoung spoke, "because who would want to leave such a pretty boy alone? that would be such a mistake."
jihoon felt a rush of blood heat his cheeks and the tips of his ears. probably just the cold, he thought; convinced himself even.
he felt like suffocating but in a good way. in a way that would make him feel like melting in a good way because that line was smoother than mingyu's stupid, googled pick-up lines at a glasses boy who loved reading than anything during school.

"aw, are you blushing?" that immediately made jihoon hit the boy on the shoulder, "no!"
the hearty laugh escaped soonyoung's lips as he playfully clutched onto his arm, rubbing on the spot as he continued to chat with the music lover boy.
"how's the process of making the music jihoon?" soonyoung asked, eyes darting onto his features as jihoon gulped.

too close. he thought as he faced away, a clear hot blush colored his cheeks as soonyoung smiled.
it was such a genuine smile that made jihoon choke on his own saliva when he glanced at the boy. he was like the sun, so beautiful yet so hot, so calming to enjoy the heat dancing on your face yet so hurtful to look at.
yet jihoon was perfectly looking at soonyoung, it didn't hurt.
it didn't burn or blind him, but gave him a feeling that made him question himself.

yeah, i think the sun should retire, this man shines more brighter than the sun. jihoon thought as he wanted to quickly escape the question.
"u-uh, doing great." jihoon lied.