Darling | Asadodam

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"hyung, try do skipping to wash away your nervousness." 

asahi swifts his head momentarily towards the sweet voice source belonging to doyoung. with much too hype hands, he receives the rope and begins to jump with each swings. the two are currently on standby mode backstage, waiting for the cue to go up to the podium. 

for one of doyoung's final dance evaluation, he has to perform a song in the new year's fest that is annually being hold in his school field. since he has a really enthusiastic lover who is a carat living in the same house as he is, blasting seventeen's discography is a usual sight for him in most days, to the point that he too becomes a fan. 

doyoung chooses to do one of their choreography and thinks of inviting asahi to tag along in accompanying him. the boy is far more than happy to agree doing anything seventeen related and it's positively feeding off both doyoung's and yedam's serotonin boosts. 

after a little while, asahi stops to do minimalist stretches instead such a standing on his tippy toes and do few small twirls like a ballerina. "dobby, I'm so excited!" 

his whisper is too quite to hear due to the loud sounds in the background, but the volume is enough for doyoung to catch on. the red haired's focus is on asahi, he reaches to hold their hands together and intertwine them in hope it will ground the jittery feeling. 

"breath in and out, relax. we'll do just fine hyung. we've practiced this, haven't we?"

doyoung's words and questions assurance earns a sweet smile from asahi. out of reflex he ruffles the white-bleached strands, doyoung is so in love with asahi's adorable side. he can't pass on the opportunity to care for him as much the thrill of adrenaline rushes in his body. 

"silly, but this is for your grading accountability as well. I don't want you to fail the course.."

"that's one thing, for sure. but honestly speaking, dancing with you and watch how happy you'll perform is the experience I look up to the most." there goes the cheesy boyfriend of his again. asahi groans in annoyance, accompanying by doyoung's breathy laughter. 

the former tries to pry away from his hold, but somehow doyoung always find a tactic to make him return back to his embrace. like, how are asahi's hands now resting around doyoung's neck while his waist has the grip fearing that he's going anywhere. they both lock eyes into each other's galaxy.

"I can care less about the results because it's only a small percentage of my entire grade. I've done other big things during the course and this is like a cherry on top of my huge ice cream, so don't you worry hyung." 

asahi scrunches at the mention of ice cream, it reminds him why he calls the younger random with the amount of baseless, out of the blue sudden connection of any topic to his ice cream. his teeth cringe at the imaginary cold bite, asahi isn't the biggest enjoyer.

"we're going places yet no signs of our turn is clear.. woah-" 

just then, asahi feels his entire gravity cancels when doyoung picks him up to an air hug. he holds onto his shoulder when the younger goes to spin both of their bodies a few full turns. the hitches of breath escalate to a giggling fit, mixing their vocals like music to the ears.

"gosh, you're my world and I can never grasp that you're mine and yedam's but at the same time I do. hyung, I really love you!" doyoung huffs those heartwarming words when he gently puts asahi down to be one with the floor. 

the older tends to get shy whenever his lovers shower him with these realisation, but it's those words of affirmation that shows how much they love him as a person. asahi is ever so thankful to the heavens for letting him cross paths with the two angels. 

"I love you too, doyoung-ah." they part their hugs before asahi carefully places his hands to cup doyoung's jawline, leaning in while still holding their eye contact. 

he stops midway to ask. "may I dive in for a kiss?" 

doyoung feels like his systems are having fireworks to celebrate asahi's first move. in a heartbeat he nods a yes before they both close their eyes and narrows the gap between their lips. soft flesh meeting another, asahi and doyoung stays in the position to savour the moment of intimacy. not realising that the previous performer is soon wrapping up to end.

"alright, lovebirds‐ not in front of my salad." jihoon, the head of the event organisation who is also the poly's close friend, regretting the choice of entering the waiting room at the odd timing.  regardless, he still puts up a professional act. 

"you're up next on stage," jihoon says as he jots scribbles down on the clipboard while he checks on the teams for the stage preparations via his headphones. he's about to move on to another room when he properly sees asahi's and doyoung's state. a head shake is given.

"please retouch your make up with the student council group whose in charge of it. be back in five since we have a break and no smudging until you're done!"

with that, jihoon leaves. while muttering something along the lines of a cut off 'I'm not paid enough for this." muffle as he strive further away from the two. doyoung and asahi can only laugh in a beat or two before a swarm of familiar faces arrives to do the finishing touch ups.