WEAK SPOT [YEONBIN]

✃SOMETHING✁

Beomgyu looks great.

Soobin's mouth drops. His eyes wide at the stage. It was an entirely different atmosphere than the last performance Soobin attended- although it was just for a couple of minutes.

Maybe it was because it was the last performance, the recorded one, or maybe it was because there were people in the audience that Beomgyu cares about.

Soobin just couldn't help it. He couldn't bother to ponder it anymore anyway. Especially when Beomgyu continues to look in his direction from the stage that is now illuminated in red and purple low lights. It accentuated the boy's jawline, his messy hair, biceps... His dark opened button shirt was tight to his form and Soobin could see the way sweat makes his neck shine.

Yeonjun stands besides him, arms crossed, eyes on the stage, sporting a neutral expression.

Beomgyu's hands brush his hair back, moving his hips side to side as his dance partner bends over in front of him, hands on her knees, moving her body in an impressive way that made Soobin a bit jealous.

The girls then straighten their spines in sync, and spin around to hook their legs around their male dancers waist, preparing for the next move.

When did he get so good? This is crazy. This whole team is-

The theater is filled with students, parents, faculty, and professors. It was the most anticipated show of the Fall, and each year it just keeps getting better and better.

This year was a mix of hip hop and modern dance. Soobin watches attentively as Beomgyu lifts Ina over his head, she creates a delicate yet strong pose with her legs, arms and head thrown back. Her red hair reflects nicely against the lighting.

Yeonjun can't help but smirk when she's lowered down, Beomgyu grabbing her waist again.

Eventually the girls strut off the stage and the music changes to something more upbeat, sexy, punk, trap beat.

The dance moves are sharp and quick, Beomgyu sports a confident, and smug expression as he executes each movement with precision and power.

How the hell does he juggle this alongside soccer? He keeps himself so busy...

Yeonjun glances at Soobin, quickly, before doing a double take, caught off guard by the younger's expression. Soobin notices from the corner of his eye. He jumps up suddenly, hands raised, pointing to the sky.

"GO BEOMGYU!" Soobin yells out. He then claps his hands, his smile so wide it hurts his cheeks. Yeonjun's gaze burns into the side of his cheek. "WOOO!" Soobin calls out again. Then, finally, Yeonjun looks away. Soobin gulps, immediately relaxing his cheeks.

Beomgyu and the guys make a V formation now on the stage.

Beomgyu who- always needs just a little extra attention makes sure that his finger catches on his shirt as he does the dance move, it rises up, revealing the muscle there. Although not as prominent as Yeonjun's or Taehyun's, still, his dancer body was impressive. The shrill cries of girls in the theater suddenly ring out along with the music. Soobin could practically feel the annoyance radiating from the men in the room, watching, and hearing the spectacle.

Soobin does his best to actively control his facial expression this time, more aware of Yeonjun's presence beside him.

But soon- too soon, in Soobin's opinion do the men walk off the stage. Soobin eyes the other guys. Strong calves, stronger arms, and attitudes that lights up the stage.