✓ odds.

sixteen

i'll be there — johnny || 3:06
please listen, we can't be apart

— 🎶

the thirteen men that danced in the practice room of the school's dance practice room all huffed as some of the boys fell on the floor, begging mercy from the strict dancer that took pride in his dancing.
"soonyoung, give us a ten minute break please!" seokmin pleaded as he huffed on the floor, his back glued to the wooden floor as his boyfriend helped the younger to a sitting position, scolding him while also handing the boy a bottle of water.

"fine, ten minutes and we're back to practicing again, i wanna see synchronized moves." soonyoung spoke as the other twelve finally cheer in sheer delight that they finally get rest after two hours of dancing.
minghao and junhui chattered in chinese while chan was trying to understand them— laughing when he saw how minghao got flustered at whatever-the-heck the older had spoke in mandarin; making the two look at him with a slight confusion as chan also looked back with bigger confusion. hansol and seungkwan were chatting amongst themselves and jeongcheol, the assumed parents watched everyone get along.

wonwoo was on his phone reading as a giant puppy named mingyu plastered him with boredom on his mind. wonwoo telling the younger that he can bother the rest like seokmin or jihoon but mingyu still stayed put with his partner.

"so.. i'm not going too overboard with the practicing right?" soonyoung asked the producer whom gulped down his sixth bottle of water that day with beads of sweat running down his forehead.
the shorter glared him with tired eyes which made soonyoung nervously smile, "you just want the best for the performance like i do, i won't lie to your face since you already know how to detect them like a lie detector." the boy responded as the blonde smiled, happy that he isn't going too strict.

nine minutes past but soonyoung, being a passionate performer, called out to everyone with the thoughts of continuing practice. everyone, tired and sore from moving their feet more than usual, groaned and pleaded for mercy which soonyoung did not give them until they had completely synchronized the first part of dance.

finally, after doing so, they were let out of hell with the sun falling from the sky into the horizon for people to know that the clock had already hit six in the afternoon. couples that lived together or wanted to walk their significant other home took the same ways while jihoon stayed back alongside soonyoung, making wonwoo and mingyu say a 'see you later' to jihoon; a death glare to the dancer from jisoo who is his dorm-mate but is currently hanging out more with his partner at his dorm.

so soonyoung was half-sure he was gonna come out alive and see the light of day unless jisoo decides that he has enough then he'll see the fire of hell or in a case, the light of heaven or the flames of hell.. soonyoung doesn't know.

"so.. what do you wanna do now?" jihoon asked, snapping soonyoung out of his imaginary. he stared at those eyes that held a universe of burning stars.
"let's get ice cream and just hang out, you know, personal talk instead of performance talk." soonyoung spoke, earning a slight nod from the shorter as they walked to an ice cream parlor together with hands brushing together making their hearts go hay-wire.

the bright colors of pink, purple and blues from neon lights hit the two boys who entered, soonyoung asking the producer, "what flavor would you like?" with eyes that reflected his smile, such brightness that jihoon thought back to the day they met— under a starry night like this one.
"i'll take vanilla." he responded and took a seat somewhere, waiting for soonyoung to come back from ordering their ice creams.

"here ya go," soonyoung passed the ice cream cup in front of jihoon, which the male was delighted to taste the sweetness of the ice cream, he liked the plain vanilla— he liked how fast it melted in his mouth the moment he took a bite. jihoon had zero fucks to give to the man who watched him with adoring eyes.
he finished the cup in just two minutes and that said something, they chattered about their lives until the people working there told them they were closing.

the clock hit nine in the night and that's when the pair separated.
"i'll see you during practice tomorrow?" soonyoung sheepishly smiled as they neared jihoon's dorm with his heart holding onto disappointment that this day was ending just like this.

"yeah, i'll see you tomorrow." jihoon replied.
something was missing in this night, something different about the air around him as the raven-hair felt his heart pick up once he called out from soonyoung, making the older stop in his tracks and turn to face the younger with confused eyes.

he quickly ran to him, tiptoed and pressed a kiss on the older's cheek, whispering a bye quickly and entering his apartment block with a blushing face. his heart skipping a beat as he walked to his dorm where a couple waited for the the producer to come home.

soonyoung stood dazed and slowly touched his cheek with flustered cheeks. he felt his heart-strings being pulled on and adrenaline in his veins as he remembered the moment. he jumped and cheered, most people around him questioning themselves why this boy was so excited over.

• • •

"YOU WHAT?!" a screech collided and bounced off the walls of the dorm, mingyu stood shocked as wonwoo continued to read, his phone spamming with messages from a group chat that he didn't wanna take a look at from his book that was far more interesting than one overacting boy, two people keyboard smashing and another that was probably off-line.

"it was just a kiss."
"JUST A KISS?" mingyu yelled out again, his hand movements made him look like a total idiot as jihoon took a coke zero bottle from the refrigerator. twisting the cap and drinking the fizzy drink with slight delight.
his heart was jogging again, his mind replaying the scene over and over again and mingyu was not helping it as well.

"JIHOON-" mingyu shouted again, earning a glare from his partner, "gyu shush, the neighbors are screaming internally at you." mingyu calmed down slightly at the voice of his lover though he looked like he was about to scold jihoon for saying that it was a mere kiss on the cheek and not something more deep in his heart if you looked far enough.

"jihoon, look- it's either a joke that you kissed him on the cheek or you genuinely like him to kiss him." wonwoo spoke and that manage to create a storm in his head.

he spoke again, this time with an expression jihoon couldn't read, "don't let your head cloud the feelings coming from your heart."