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HyunChang - fluff

Summary

"Can I kiss you?" Changbin suddenly asks one day, after having silently snuck glances at Hyunjin for hours.

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This is how their story goes:

"Can I kiss you?" Changbin suddenly asks one day, after having silently snuck glances at Hyunjin for hours. They're in the Hyunjin's room, Changbin having taken over Hyunjin's bed while the latter focuses on a sketch he has been working on all afternoon.

What's worth noting, however, is the way that Hyunjin isn't even really caught off guard. He simply laughs, clearly assuming that it's just a playful joke from a bored Changbin. Maybe because it's not exactly the first time he's heard such silliness from Changbin.

"Sure, why not," the younger answers nonchalantly, busy playing with shadows and depth perception on-Changbin isn't sure, actually. He thinks it might be a drawing of Hyunjin's favorite practice room at the JYPE building based on when he last peeked at it an hour ago. "Don't expect me to go to you when you're the one who wants a kiss."

Changbin blinks at him, once, twice- thrice. He's surprised at how deadpan Hyunjin sounds; usually, these days, he would laugh or play at being disgusted instead of sounding calm-instead of sounding like he wouldn't mind if Changbin really does get up from his bed and-

Changbin's heart starts pounding; maybe Hyunjin didn't mean his words, maybe he did. He doesn't waste time overthinking and he simply throws caution to the wind; he walks up to Hyunjin. Without hesitation, he turns Hyunjin around to face him-and then he kisses him.

Now Hyunjin is the one surprised. He puts his hands on Changbin's shoulders as if to push the latter away, but there's no force in it, only confusion. Changbin chooses that moment to nibble on Hyunjin's plush bottom lip, and somehow this is enough for Hyunjin to be swayed. He gives in, lips parting and fitting with Changbin's; and then he's pulling Changbin towards him, and Changbin is sliding closer, practically straddling Hyunjin's lap, and then they're suddenly somehow making out on the floor of the room that Hyunjin normally shares with Minho and Seungmin. Changbin thinks he's glad they're both busy with other things-other members.

After a while they both pull away for air; Changbin stares directly at Hyunjin, intensely fond as he attempts to catch his breath.

And then he says, low, gruff, yet sweet and sincere, "I don't know how long I've been waiting to do that."

Stop, rewind. This is actually how the story starts:

It's when they first meet at one of the practice rooms of the old JYPE building, when Changbin is a new trainee and he's late to arrive at that day's scheduled dance lessons. He barges into the room, nervous about being scolded, but all the other trainees and the dance instructor are focused on the trio of boys performing at the center of the room.

The boy in the center is very gangly, almost awkward in his movements and clearly very much in his head, picking apart every step of the choreography that he's demonstrating, but there is something about him that draws one's attention; something magnetic and charismatic and Changbin immediately understands why nobody had noticed him slip inside the room.

He doesn't learn the dancing trainee's name until much later that afternoon: Hwang Hyunjin. Nice, princely, rolls off his tongue perfectly well, Changbin decides.