Starry Eyes |seongjoong|

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Hongjoong:

I was helping Yeosang to set up his drums on the stage when I heard Yunho saying something weird. He mentioned to Mingi that there was going to be a special guest at our show. I wanted to dismiss it as something he just had said, but my sixth sense warned me of danger. So I kept helping Yeosang but stayed on alert. Soon enough, we were all set and did a sound check. It took us some time, but we finished by the time the first audience came by.

Inside the fast-growing crowd, I noticed a familiar face. Seonghwa was here. He got called by Yunho us, and he came. I went next to Yunho, looking between him and Seonghwa. I was indeed confused.

"Thanks for inviting me," Hwa said to Yunho, who grinned like the devil.

"Sure," he smiled and left us alone.

"I didn't know Yunho asked you to come by," I said, smiling awkwardly.

"Oh... but he told me you asked me to come by," he said, looking disappointed.

"I mean, I'm happy you are here. I just got surprised," I tried to fix the situation.

We chatted for a bit. Afterwards, I told him to sit at the table meant for our guests. San's, Yunho's, and Yeosang's boyfriends were already there. It bothered me a bit cause Wooyoung was a special kind of pest, but I couldn't help it. So I took my position and made a sign to the band. Then we played our songs.

Seonghwa:

After our conversation, I went to the table Hongjoong sent me. There were already three people. The contrast between them was like that house meme. One was a casual and simple, bear-like boy. He had some similarities with Yunho. Maybe if one was a buffer, they could pass as siblings. The other one was dressed in tight leather pants and a pink crop top with a heart-shaped boob window. And a tall, soft-looking guy. I sat next to the pink one, who gave me a curious look. Then the buff one reached his hand to me.

"Seonghwa hyung, right? I'm Choi Jongho, nice to meet you," he spoke in a soft, melodic voice.

"I'm pinky princess, Song Mingi!" for such a big guy, and deep voice, he was adorable.

"Wait! That's the Seoghwa guy Yunho told us about?!" the other one spoke, using a loud voice. "Well, I guess he's one of many pretty boys falling for Joong," he commented next and finally looked me in the eyes. "I'm Jung Wooyoung, by the way. San's boyfriend, he's the guitarist."

That guy was indeed weird. I told myself to avoid interactions with him as much as possible. And about that comment about people falling for Hongjoong, I heard it for the first time. But I had to admit that he was charming.

Soon the performance started. I watched as the lights concentrated on the stage, lighting the band. I saw Hongjoong standing in front of the mic, guitar strapped on. Then there was Yunho, having bass, another guitarist, I supposed San, and a drummer with neon green hair. They all took positions, and soon enough, the music played. It was stunning. My first time seeing those people, especially in that kind of light.

The most stunning was Hongjoong. He was a completely different person. As if he was possessed. I could finally understand why was that note for falling. He was gorgeous on stage. So elegant, gentle, yet somehow wild and burning. With every song, his stage presence was changing as if he had a switch. I couldn't take my eyes off him. It made my breath stop.

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After their performance was over, they went backstage for a moment. A couple of minutes later, they came to our table. I had to squish over, and let Hongjoong sit next to me. Once he sat down. He melted and made some gestures to Mingi. I stood there, watching him wipe his sweat and sigh, in an exhausted manner.

"I really enjoyed your performance," I told him, smiling softly.

"I'm glad," he giggled in that sexy manner he did on stage.

It caught me off guard, I felt my ears and cheeks warming up. Was I blushing? I tried to ignore it by sipping on my drink. Just in time for Mingi to return with a bottle of whiskey. I looked at him, surprised. I didn't expect to see them drinking Western alcohol, but it was probably a rock thing. He poured us glasses and gave it to each one of us. At the sight of it, Hongjoong grabbed the glass and raised it.

"For today's performance," he said before taking a big sip.

I watched him stunned as he drank as if he took a sip from a glass of water. It was kinda attractive. Every movement he made was so strong and handsome. It made it hard to avoid looking at him. I wanted to burn that moment in my memory. He was pretty.

Hongjoong:

By the end of the night, Seonghwa had one too many drinks than he needed. So I had to take him home. At least Yunho drove us to the building so I could have it easier, or so I thought. After all, I drank some too.

I carried Seonghwa up to his front door, where I placed him leaning on the wall. I tried to search his pockets for the keys, but they weren't there. And going over his bad felt somehow wrong. So I had no other choice but to take him with me. One more set of stairs and we were in front of my place. Seonghwa was surprisingly heavy compared to his slim appearance. So I struggled the last couple of meters to my bed. But once I laid him down, it was easier. I took his clothes off, putting on him one of my oversized t-shirts. Then I went for a shower.

Seonghwa:

I woke up to a strange sense of comfort, something I hadn't felt for a while. I tried to stand up and see what was the reason behind it. And I regretted it. I was in Hongjoong's bed, wearing one of his t-shirts. As for him, he was sleeping peacefully next to me, wearing nothing but his underwear. Hongjoong was so peaceful. Messy hair covering part of his face, gentle-looking white skin, and tattoos. Lots of tattoos.

Before I realized it, my fingers were tracing one of them. Under my touch, he started giggling in his sleep. It was adorable. But I had to leave before he woke up. I picked up my clothes quickly, putting on my pants. Then I left. 

A/n:
When I finish writing the last chapter, I promise to post them at once, so you won't have to wait for updates every week