Jealous | YuJae

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There's been eyes on him all practice.

Which isn't unusual, it's dance practice, they're supposed to be observed, taught by the choreographer; but it wasn't the choreographer watching him, he has no trouble with the choreography so far, so he had no reason to keep a close eye on him. But the eyes on him are making him nervous, and he fumbles a few moves. They only stop a run-through when he completely messes up one of his parts.

"Yuta, you're off today, are you alright?" The choreographer asks.

Well, if the choreographer's attention wasn't on him before it is now.

He bows to him and the group, "I'm sorry, I'll focus more." he apologizes.

The choreographer hums, "Okay... let's do another run-through."

As they move to their spots, Yuta looks up into the mirror, eyes catching Jaehyun watching him. Jaehyun has been eyeing him for the pass few hours— since the start of practice essentially. He's had eyes on him hundreds, thousands of times, at concerts or shows, but when it's Jaehyun, it always makes him nervous and more conscious of his movements, afterall... Yuta has a crush on Jaehyun. Can it be called a crush? The feelings he feels? They feel too strong to be a simple crush. He feels like... he's in love with him.

Not that he'd say anything to him, Jaehyun's straight anyway.

The next hours of practice feel torturous with the eyes on his back, but it isn't until they're back at the dorms that they're finally addressed.

The warm water was soothing on his skin as he stepped in the shower. He hummed lightly, he was the last one to shower, the water was a bit cooler than he'd like, but it was refreshing after a long, sweaty practice, and he could shower for as long as he'd like. He hears the door of the bathroom open, but paid no mind, it wasn't unusual for one of them to shower and another to use the toliet or sink. But it also wasn't uncommon to shower in pairs. Still, he jumped when the curtain was pulled aside, a body stepping in.

"I hope you don't mind showering together, I didn't get to earlier." A deep velvety voice hummed from behind him.

He looked over his shoulder, hoping the dimmed lighting would hide his blush he turned away from Jaehyun. "I don't mind." He answered.

They showered in silence, and Yuta was acutely aware just how naked they were, especially when Jaehyun would leaned forward to grabbed his bodywash off the holder under the shower head, a hand light on Yuta's hip, making him freeze momentarily, nothing but a quiet "Excuse me." exchanged. It was a few minutes later when Jaehyun asks him, voice right next to his ear, "Want me to wash your back for you?"

Yuta debated saying no, knowing having the other touch him would surely get a reaction out of him, he's been pent up for a while, yet he went against what he was thinking when he answered, "Sure, I can't reach that well anyways." and passed him the washcloth and his bodywash.

A few seconds passed before a hand came up and held his waist, and before he could flinch or startle at the touch, the cloth came on his back, on his shoulder blades. The hand on his waist felt hot, the one on his back relaxing, a bit contradictory. There was a sort of... tension, in the air, with how close they were standing to each other... the touches... the stares... or maybe he was imagining it, being delusional... but he wasn't the only one who felt it it seems, as the hand on his waist seemed to slowly shift, and Yuta found his hand on his stomach, finger barely a centimeter from the jewelry on his navel, and he held his breath, the piercing was sensitive, not irritated by clothing or the such, but a touch that isn't his own always has him squirming. And it seems that's the goal as fingers moves closer, lightly brushing against the jewelry, a sharp intake of air sounding clear through the shower.