Sweat dripping, two buttons undone, his body moved gracefully with the music with perfect balance of energy and fluidity.
Only a small part of the room was lit, highlighting Hyunjin as he danced.Seungmin sat on the floor, seeing his boyfriend practice continuously, just like those old days. Taking mental notes of which move impressed him the most in each try or which ones seemed a bit off.
Three bottles of soft drinks stood beside him.
One for Hyunjin when he gets tired enough and makes up his mind to rest. One was for Minho, well, he didn't know any reason for it, and it was pretty obvious he would join them later because of the event rehearsals so why not. Last one for himself just cause he can have one."HYUNJINAhhhh-"
The loud quokka announced his arrival as soon as he entered the dance room.
He quietened down once he spotted the one he was looking for.Seungmin unknowingly clenched his jaws ever so slightly at his presence, but nodded his head in acknowledgement earning grin and big waves as Han made his way to him and plopped himself beside the younger.
Hyunjin on the other hand was drowned into music to even notice.
Now the two watched him in awe.Seungmin occasionally looked at Han. And with a knowing sad smile he would go back looking at the dancing figure.
The song faded in the background and came to an end, Hyunjin sat down, heaving.
"So... How about this-oh Jisung?" He exclaimed cutting himself off. "How long have you been here? I didn't notice you coming."Han smirked, "Long enough to know that it was hot."
Seungmin, once again, glanced at Han, while Hyunjin nervously laughed, and asked, "You think so...?"
"Bro... Do even look at yourself in that mirror! It was hot hot. I could-"
Han trailed off consider it to be inappropriate at that point.Hyunjin was painted slightly red by now.
"See, when I tell you, you think I'm bluffing." Seungmin rolled his eyes.
"Because you're you."
"Because you're you." Seungmin mimicked.
"Wanna take a break now? It was pretty fine this time. Looked flawless even."Hyunjin nodded and drew himself closer to the other two.
"Here, have this." Seungmin passed one bottle to him, then giving his to Han, since the quokka looking guy looked at him with expectancy.
Hyunjin let out a pleased sigh after gulping down the drink.
"You're not gonna drink?", he asked."Uh, no. And that's for Minho hyung."
Hyunjin pushed his bottle to him and nudged him to have some. He did, not wanting the dancer to begin nagging.
Han grew a bit uncomfortable understanding the situation but he brushed it off cause there was nothing much to be done. He too offered the younger, which was politely turned down.
Then, they indulged themselves to normal conversations, laughing at all not funny yet funny things they had to share with one another.
Minho, on the other hand, skipped his way to the dance room after his classes were over.
A peek and with a few realizations he left for his apartment.For the rest of the time Seungmin sat with Han throughout the rehearsals. Some volunteers asked him where Minho was and he had to let down them by saying he didn't know.
He himself wondered where the elder was.The practices were done. Hyunjin was pretty glad that the performers retained their memory and did not mess up badly.
And then, the thee walked towards Han and Hyunjin's dorm.
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Walking in the Wind | 2Min
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