"Dokyeom..Mmnn~ we're about to star-." Joshua was cut off, Seokmin's tongue dancing around in his mouth.
Joshua had his hand pressed against Seokmin's chest while he himself was pressed against a wall. They were in an empty room, one of the many reserved for the Seventeen members.
Seokmin followed the curves and edges of Joshua's torso, sliding his hands underneath his shirt to feel his skin. Seokmin was engulfed in whatever Joshua was. He couldn't get enough of how he felt, like an obsession.
"Dokyeom-shi...Hold on..." Joshua pulled away from the kiss, pushing Seokmin's hand down and away from his body. "We start in less than 15 minutes..." Joshua moved his hand to Seokmin's jawline, lifting his chin so their eyes met. "Enough. We can continue later." Joshua attatched.
"Shua-hyuunngg..." Seokmin pleaded, his posture weak, hands still roaming Joshua's body. "5 more minutes." He added.
Joshua simply shook his head, planting a kiss on Seokmin's forehead. "Come on, let's go." Joshua held onto Seokmin's hand lightly, swinging the door open and marching out to the hall to join the other members.
He felt the hand he was holding onto slide away the moment the other members were in sight. Joshua mentally let out a sigh, plastering a huge smile onto his face.
"Joshua-hyung, I was looking for you. So....." The8 rambled on, holding a normal conversation with Joshua, and Joshua was immersed in the content.
Seokmin made his way over to the snack table, rummaging around the different chips or sweet they had access to. He went on for so long that it seemed he was just wasting time. Finally, he made his final decision, popping a bag of regular chips open.
Seokmin was incredibly distracted. Noticing how fast Joshua walked away after Seokmin pulled his hand away threw him some guilt. He threw Joshua glance after glance, wishing Joshua was talking to him instead of The8, but, he guessed pulling his hand away, gave Joshua a different impression.
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Everyone was putting in their In-ears, tucking away their mic boxes and fixing up anything that looks odd within their make-up, hair, or outfit.
All the members could hear the rawrs of cheering. The cries and screams filled with the desire and love for Seventeen. Seokmin's ears are filled with this love and desire. It always sent chills down his spine no matter how many times he's done this. Another obsession.
Joshua was calm. He fiddled with his in-ear while swinging his mic in the other hand. It was dark, Joshua could only see the lights that radiated from the lit up stage. The members were all walking together, relatively close and compact. Coincidentally, he was walking behind Seokmin. They are lined up by the unit, making it easier for staff to keep track of them. Despite all that was happening, he could depict Seokmin's colone. It was fresh and calming. His figure stood slightly taller than Joshua due to the shoes Seokmin was wearing. 'His shoulders felt so broad... was he always this muscular? His hair, was it always that short? Did his shirt always fit him that certain way? Did his-' Joshua bit his tongue, what was he thinking about?
Seokmin could feel Joshua's presence. He knew Joshua was marching right behind him. 'Should I say something? Words of encouragement? Would that get rid of the guilt I felt from earlier?' Seokmin held the butt of his mic close to his mouth, nearly biting onto the end of it.
The roars grew louder as each of the members stepped out into the stage. The lights were blinding, and the ocean of light sticks was vast. There were so many people shouting and calling all their names.
Seokmin raised his hands, waving to Carat. He held a big smile across his face. A genuine one.
Joshua held a soft, beautiful smile. He waved his hands low, crouching down to see Carat better. He held the mic to his mouth, greeting them.
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It was nearing the end of their concert. The members waved to the crowd , tiptoeing their way backstage one by one.
"Phew!" Dino calls, grabbing a towel handed to him by staff, whipping it over his forehead.
"Ahhh..!" Seokmin explained, adding onto Dino's comment, ripping off his in-ears. He threw his hands in the air as he dropped onto a couch.
The members collectively dropped their mic boxes, tucking away their in-ears and mics. The chatter and conversations from the members were added to the rooms they were all in.
"Everyone collect your things! We will be leaving in 30-40 minutes!" Staff shouted. This pulled all the members from their relaxed positions to get ready to head back to the dorms.
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Seokmin ran up to Joshua, who was about to jump into the van. He made sure to secure a spot next to him on the car ride home. They both hopped in at the same time, Joshua, at the window seat.
Joshua rested his chin on the palm of his hand. He watched the street lights go by, dissociating as the other 3 had their usual conversations.
Seokmin slid his hand onto Joshua's thigh, squeezing and rubbing that followed the tones of his voice. Joshua glanced down at his hand, pulling his thigh closer into himself, causing Seokmin's hand to fall. Instead, Joshua grabbed Seokmin's hand and hid it between their hips. Joshua rubbed his thumb across the outside of Seokmin's hand, and Seokmin kept squeezing. This was as far as Seokmin would let Joshua go in front of the others. 'As far as Seokmin would let him? Gosh....I can't even hold your hand normally in front of the others.' Joshua complained.
It was such a long and insufferable car ride. Nasty thoughts filled Joshua's head, and Seokmin didn't speak a word to him. What was this situation?
[YAY!! first chapter/Ep. Right now it's a bit all over the place because it took me a second to figure out how to start it. For now I might upload the chapters often, but later in the next few weeks I'm going to be bombarded with Exams and Finals, so spare me. (Expect a lot of uploads durring winter break!)]
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Romance"No one can know. Not even the rest of Seventeen. What would they think? What would Carat think of us?" "Is that all you care about?" (Currently on the midths of starting school again. Forgive my absence LMAO)
