INK~~ SKZ FF

Chapter 7

Sweat was covering her body as she flopped onto the ground. She locked eyes with the male that hovered above her.

"It is looking very nice," the male praised. Their noses were almost touching as he leaned closer.

"Of course. I'm the one who made it," Yin smirked.

Yin was actually in a relationship at the moment, unlike her roommates. He was the owner of the current tattoo parlor that she and Jieun worked at. He was the one who had brought her into the parlor. With his sweet words and kind gestures, Yin had easily fallen for him.

Yin jumped up onto her feet and darted over to her phone. She scrolled through a list of songs before picking one. As the music blasted through the speakers, Yin started the do a little bit of slow moving freestyle.

"Byungho," she called for him. "Join me."

"You know I can't dance," he protested.

Yin wasn't going to allow him to pass. She slowly made her way over there. Her body danced in an almost sensual manner. Her eyes were locked on the male in front of her. Her eyes spoke of the words that never left her mouth.

Once they were inches apart, Yin placed her hand down onto his shoulder. Her hips swayed back and forth.

Byungho lowered his hand and it settled on her hip. Their foreheads pressed against one another as Byungho began to follow Yin's movements.

"I thought you couldn't dance," Yin teased. Byungho just grazed his other hand along her cheek before giving her a quick kiss.

Yin then flipped herself around as her back curved into his chest. Her arms lifted and wrapped around his neck as Byungho left sweet kisses along her exposed shoulder and neck.

The dimmed lights of the room left a hazy mood. The song had switched to become more upbeat. The smell of the lingering sweat never left the room as many people were always in and out of the dance practice rooms.

"I guess our little dance is over now," Byungho grinned.

"I don't think so."

Yin pulled him into the center of the room as she went over a part of a dance routine. Byungho tried to match her steps, but he was a little shaky as Yin sped up the counts.

Eventually, Yin was bellowing out laughing as Byungho performed her routine with stiff movements. You could definitely tell that he was embarrassed by his facial expressions.

Yin latched onto his torso as her body shook from laughter. Byungho's arms came and curled themselves around her waist. He pressed his nose into her neck, hiding.

Yin took his head into her hands and moved it up to place a kiss on his lips. It slowly got deeper as the door flung open.

"I guess I walked in at the wrong time," a taller male covered his eyes. He had a little bit longer hair that could hide his eyes, but his bangs were swept to each side.

Yin backed away from the male. She seemed to not be fazed but the interruption. Her usual hardened expression stood on her face as she glanced at the newcomer in the room.

"You'll need to leave soon. A class is going to be held here in ten minutes," he told her.

"No problem. We were planning on leaving anyway."

The male was Yin's brother, Yohan. He was the one who owned the studio that COS:MIC would practice in. He was a few years older than her and was much more mature than Yin was.

Yohan was always calmer and enjoyed the quietness, which was the complete opposite of his sister, Yin.

Yohan really expressed his inner feelings through dance. He was the one to introduce her to dance. He would teach her certain steps that he learned in his own class and they would spend almost every moment dancing all around the house. Whenever there was music playing, they would be dancing.