Kingdom: Legendary Love || 2min

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ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: Favourite (Vampire) - NCT

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And he...

Hit the long-awaited high note.

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The climax was then followed by enchanting notes that filled the room and put everyone into a deep, serene spell. The members, although had spent years with him, were still ever so enchanted by his singing. Heavenly, they all thought as Seungmin reached the end of his verse. All members jumped up, applauded, and cheered for the flustered guy.

Scratching the back of his head, Seungmin scootched back to his spot on the couch in between Minho and Changbin. As he took his seat, he noticed how Changbin was staring at Felix, who was on the other side of Minho, with sparkly, lovey-dovey eyes. Felix was reciprocating it too. Now, both Minho and Seungmin were sitting there awkwardly being stuck between the two lovebirds. Seungmin didn't dare look in Minho's direction, the older guy too. But as seconds, minutes, and hours passed as the members one by one went to record, the distance between the two got smaller and smaller, from 20 cm to 10, from 10 to 5, and from 5 to 0.

Minho and Seungmin were now practically stuck together like glue. Their tensed posture was now relaxed as Minho slouched back on the couch and Seungmin hugged his knees against his chest. He's so freaking cute, I swear, Minho's ears turned red at the thought but quickly smirked as he snaked his hands around the younger's tiny waist. Feeling the younger freeze, he grinned even wider and moved closer to him. Minho's breathy whisper reached Seungmin's tomato-red ears, "I didn't say it earlier but I thought you did really well, Seungmo~"

"Hyung! Thank you but move please!" Seungmin mumbled out infuriated as he tried swatting away Minho on the chest.

Minho reacted fast and grabbed his wrist before he could pull away. Seungmin, in very much shock at the contact, tried to tug away but Minho's veiny hands didn't budge. Minho forced the younger to look at him in the eyes as he slowly said, "Seungminnie, seriously, I thought you were great, you were amazing..."

Seungmin didn't answer but dared to examine the older's face to see if he was joking or was actually serious and genuine. He sunk into the deep dark abyss that Minho's gorgeous eyes held. Instead of finding the answer to all his questions, it left him in front of another tall, unreachable wall. Why is he so hard to understand? I swear he's so hard to read...

Seungmin looked down at his lap and broke the unbearable eye contact with the older guy. Minho, also having a hard time trying to figure out what the younger is thinking, removed his hands from Seungmin's tiny waist and a thin, forced smile appeared on his lips. After what happened, of course, he wouldn't believe me. But what about that night? Our relationship is already broken, I don't want it to worsen. Minho unknowingly frowned, that also being noticed by a blank-faced Seungmin.

Behind Seungmin's calm facade, hid a torrent of strong emotions. After Minho removed his hands, the place where he touched them was left burning. As the warmth slowly dispersed, it left Seungmin shivering in an ice-cold pool of heavy thoughts. I wanted to ask why he suddenly changed his behavior, or why he's being all nice, whether he's serious or not, and most importantly, why did he even leave him in the first place?

Throughout the rest of the recording session, the two sat in still, deadly silence as they tried to focus and watch the others get their parts done. Minho, being the last to record, finished quite fast which led them to be able to get their tired asses home quickly. Thanking Chan and the producers for the amazing rearrangement, they flooded the cars that'll drop them off. Even the usual energetic Changlix was quiet on their car ride home. What would the anticipated next few days deliver them? No one knew, and for sure, some didn't want to know.

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The next day, they learned the tiring, complex dance routine. After that, arrived the day for the dress rehearsals with the overwhelming amount of backup dancers and props. Soon, the well-prepared group found themselves doing final rehearsals at the Kingdom filming set. As time passed rapidly, after perfecting every little action and detail of their performance, it was D-DAY...

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Seungmin trailed along behind Chan and his members as they walked through the familiar yet strange corridor to their waiting room. As they entered the room, they found a huge couch and TV waiting for them, also not missing the staff with their backs sticking to the walls ready to film them. The makeup artists and stylists then bombarded the boys with instructions, lights, powder, brushes, etc. After a long struggle of trying to wear the complicated outfits, the members, at last, gathered on the couch.

Minho slouched on the couch, seemingly unbothered by the chatter of his anxious teammates as he scrolled through his phone. Their manager suddenly told Seungmin that he looks dazzling and that he should take a photo to upload on their Instagram. Seungmin, ears red with the sudden attention, nodded and quickly jumped up to head to the corner of the room for a photo. Unable to resist anymore, Minho lifted his eyes up and took a peek at the younger. Unfortunately, a staff was standing in the way. He bobbed his head around to see if he can overlook the block but couldn't. Felix, on the other side, noticed and with a sly smirk, he called for the staff to come over and help him with his costume.

Upon the guy leaving, Minho finally got a good look at Seungmin. His eyes trailed the outline of his tall, lean figure, reluctant to peel his eyes away. He admired how the pieces of fabric perfectly hugged his torso, how the bottom of his shirt lifted slightly to reveal his toned abs and how well the concept fit Seungmin. He tried to control and resist the urge to hide him, an amazing view, from everyone else and claim him as his. What are you thinking, Lee Minho! He scolded himself and dragged his eyes back down to his screen, avoiding any contact with anyone so as to not expose himself. A bit too late though, as a certain Felix was silently laughing at him while laying his tiny head on his boyfriend's wide shoulders.

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A few moments later, Minho could feel that everyone has left the room to do their own things while waiting, one but Han Jisung. The unstoppable coughing of the younger worried Minho so he scooched closer to him and asked, "Jisungie? You okay?"

"No... I have a sore throat from all the practice," Jisung, not wanting for the others to be disappointed, quietly mumbled out.

"Oh no, um, I guess drink more water!"

"Okay thanks, hyung..."

"It's fine, just make sure to take care of yourself." Minho patted the younger's back and headed back to his seat.

After that whole conversation, Jisung couldn't peel his eyes off his tsundere hyung. He felt his heartbeat go faster and the butterflies in his stomach flutter the moment he came closer and knew that he was deep down the rabbit hole of love. I want to go talk to him, but I'm too scared and nervous, gosh Jisung, you pussy... He grabbed a bottle of water and dashed out of the room leaving an unbothered Minho who quite enjoyed the calmness of the now empty room.

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