BET

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A week later, Yeosang was in the practice room trying to practice angry emotions. It was hard for him to portray anger since he barely got angry in real life. Watching himself on the mirror he tried furrowing his eyebrows, his lower lip jutting out a bit.

"You look like a sulking baby, not angry" a voice said accompanied by a soft laugh, making Yeosang's heart skip a beat. When the youngest made eye contact with his 2 year crush through the mirror Yeosang gasped, turning around abruptly. He wanted to say something- anything, but his words got stuck in his throat as a very noticeable blush appeared on his cheeks.

"I believe you need to think of the things that make you mad to get that feeling out" Seonghwa mentored on, he was a senior in his field anyway, walking towards the younger. Waking up from his trance the raven head nodded his head "That's what I was doing!" He defended, eyes furrowed. Seonghwa chucked at that. "You looked way more frustrated now than when you were doing it alone" the taller shrugged his shoulders, patting the teenager's head slowly.

Yeosang's eyes widened at the action. "What do you want?" He asked in a small voice. The blonde titled his head in question. "What do you mean?"

"I mean why are you talking to me?" The shorter reformed his question. Smirking Seonghwa leaned closer to the boy, his breath now fanning over the latter's prominent cheekbones. "Well I was begged to" the blonde would lie if he said the the smaller's red ears didn't tickle his pride. He loved the effect he had on Yeosang already.

After hearing the reason Yeosang choked on air before forcing some awkward laughter out "Oh! Ha ha that? Don't mind my friend, he was joking" he explained, eyes everywhere but on Seonghwa. "Well, I want to mind" the taller replied back, looking down at the younger through his eye lashes.

"Why?!" Yeosang exclaimed, looking at Seonghwa for the first time as he snapped his head upwards. Seonghwa took a step back eyebrows lifted and his hands raised midair as if he was surrendering. "I mean you're pretty cute" he said. "Do you want to eat lunch with me today?" He suggested, smiling brightly.

"No!" Yeosang answered his eyes widening and his heart racing. Seonghwa stared at the shorter frozen before moving his head slightly looking at the floor. "Well, that didn't go as expected" he confessed before rubbing his hands together. Seeing the disappointment in the older's eyes Yeosang regretted the way he shouted his answer. "Wait! I mean I'm eating lunch with my bestie and I don't wanna leave him alone. So no" he said softer this time.

Seonghwa grinned at that "Well, your cute little friend can join us" he winked. Yeosang's heart glitched at the endearing compliments said for his friend, afraid the older was interested into getting closer to his best friend and not him particularly. It has happened before, he wouldn't really be surprised.

Feeling as if there wasn't any space for objections at this point he nodded. "Okay I guess" the shorter agreed this time. "Perfect!" Seonghwa said happily, walking towards a chair that was right in front of the younger against the mirror. Seeing the confusion in the teenager's eyes he chuckled. "Well, let's get on getting that anger out of you" he encouraged, face serious as he was waiting to instruct the latter.

Yeosang's eyebrows raised at that, rushing to stand straight as he huffed. "Thank you!" He smiled before furrowing his eyebrows again.

"No!" Seonghwa shouted not even a second later, making the younger flinch. "Furrowing your eyebrows doesn't always mean you're angry" he explained. The blonde then stood up walking towards Yeosang, grabbing his hand he brought him closer to the mirror. "You're furrowing now, you look nowhere near angry." He pointed at the mirror to validate his point.

"What should I do then?!" The younger shouted back already frustrated that he can't show anger. "You're not even trying!" Seonghwa scolded his eyes squinting accusingly at the raven head. That comment made the younger gasp in disbelief, jerking his hand out of the older's grasp.