deceit • Han Seojun x Kang Soojin

51. teeth

Something in the way you're looking through my eyes
Don't know if I'm gonna make it out alive

- teeth
(5 seconds of summer)

51. teeth

"Lee Suho, a word?"

Han Seojun had never felt this furious in years. All this while he had kept every sort of emotion to himself. But seeing Kang Soojin standing right in front of him - still unable to believe it- he could not help but feel outrageous. The people present in the room were surprised, the band mates were eyeing each other with a curious expression on their faces. Mr. Choi was extremely professional and kept a straight face but Kang Soojin had a hint of a smirk on hers.

Lee Suho excused himself -following Han Seojun who walked past Soojin without batting an eyelid - and asked the guests to sit back and take a breather. Seojun looked at Suho with an intent of murder while Suho put on his best nonchalant expression.

"What the fuck?"

Suho took a deep breath. "What?" He asked, a soft voice to infuriate the singer even more. "I don't underst-"

Seojun grabbed Suho's collar, shaking him with a thuggish growl. It was more than just a reaction - it was a meltdown. Suho expected Seojun to speak up but to react in a manner that resembled the High School Han Seojun - that was a pleasant surprise. It was a good thing they were back in their private auditorium so to avoid any media atrocity. But unlike High School, Suho did not react in any manner to Seojun's childish action.

"You are crossing a line, Lee Suho." Seojun was seething - loud gasps and even louder thumping of his heart was heard- and glaring at Suho, he wanted to throw hands at him. "How could you?"

Suho looked Seojun in his eyes - calm and collected - a smile etching on his handsome face, something Seojun had never seen lately. "It is good to see you back, Seojun-nnie." His smile broke the angry grasp Seojun had on him and he stepped back. "I missed you."

Seojun did not realise when he crossed a line. He looked at his hands, fisted in anger - an emotion he forgot he had - and then back at Suho's happy face. He was reacting, he was angry, flustered and pissed at Lee Suho. And all of these new emotions were overwhelming him. When did he get the energy to react? He avoided conversations - even a simple hello - and here he was, fighting like a gangster...

Ya Han Seojun, are you a gangster?

That was a memory he had locked in a deep corner of his mind. The two different Kang Soojins popped in his mind, the first one being a Saebom High junior who wanted to throw hands with him for messing with her friend. The second one - his favourite - was from the last time he had met Soojin, back when they had to part ways.

Why now? After everything he had to go through? Why now, when he did not want to relive any of it?

"It is not going to work." Seojun's voice softened, like a whisper. He met Suho's determined - and some what hopeful eyes - "whatever you are trying, it won't work."

Suho took another deep breath, maintaining the eye contact with his friend. "You do you, Seojun-ah. And I will do what I have to do." That sounded more like a challenge, a provocation than a promise. "And if you don't know, might I remind you that I will do everything - beyond your comprehension - for you." Lee Suho smiled again, a reflection of his confidence and an additional reason to piss off Seojun.

He stepped closer and dusted Seojun's jacket only for the latter to shrug his hands off him. "Be nice to the guests." The crisp tone of being a CEO was evident in that line, Seojun refusing to meet his eyes. "Well, I suppose one of them is more than just a guest to you." With a chuckle - a mocking scoff - Suho stepped out to welcome the team as Seojun sighed, fisting his hands in sheer anger.