Ready? (SeokSoo)

[EP1] <Chp 2>

Joshua POV:

Practice had just finished. I ran my hand through my hair, feeling sweat drip down the side of my face. I sat down next to one of the mirrors, bringing one of my knees to my chest. I sit there, almost in a daze as I watch the time pass and I catch my breath. I can feel as if someone were watching me. It wasn't an uncomfortable feeling, but more as if someone were itching to speak to me. I glance up, meeting the gaze of one of the younger members, Seokmin. He was sitting across the room, hunched over his knees with his glare fixed on me. It almost left me uneasy, but his large eyes felt so comforting. It felt as if he saw me as something delicious, or beautiful. What was so beautiful about me in this moment? I was sweating my ass off, and my hair stuck to my forehead. What had him in such a trance? We made eye contact, and I could feel the panic. He jerked his head down, covering his eyes with his forearms.

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Seokmin POV:

Practice was finally over. I dropped my arms to my sides as I waddled to a random wall to lean against. Finding one, I slid down to sit. I held my knees to my chest, resting the side of my face on my forearms. Glancing around the room, I noticed him. He looks so tired, his hair is sticking to his forehead, and sweat dripping from his chin. His cloths stuck to his body, and chest looked heavy with every breath. He was so beautiful. He stole me into a tight trance. Despite being disheveled, he still managed to be so handsome. He was the peak of our visuals. Eyes similar to that of a deer...or maybe a cat? His facial proportions were perfect, and so was the rest of his body. I wish I could steal a photo. I wish I could stand up and go tell him how pretty he looked right now. I panicked, knowing he caught me looking. I hid my eyes in my arms, worried about what might be going through his mind.

Joshua stood up, using the sleeve of his shirt to wipe the sweat from his neck and chin. He walked over to the shelf with their belongings, grabbing his wallet and phone. He glanced one more time towards Seokmin who was now looking at himself through the mirrors. He seemed sad, almost as if he had gotten in trouble. Joshua nearly turned the nob to open the door, though hesitated. Slowly, he walked over to Seokmin, crouching down beside him.

"You alright?" Joshua says, his voice soft, though feeling hoarse.

Seokmin slowly turned his head, meeting Joshua's eyes with lust. He looked so desperate for something. This was no longer the sad, troubled feeling he had gotten earlier.

"I'm okay. Practice was just so hard today." He woke up out of his trance with a smile, his gaze still feeding greed.

"Are you sure? Are you sick?" Joshua asks, putting his hand to Seokmin's forehead.

Seokmin leaned into Joshua's touch, letting out a sigh. "Yeah. I'm really okay."

Joshua found it cute. He was sitting here looking exhausted, leaning into Joshua's hand as if he were touch starved. Joshua reaches for Seokmin's hand, lifting him off the floor.

"Wanna grab some food then? We can swing by the dorms to freshen up then head out. It's been a while since I ate out. I need some meat." Joshua throws his head back as he slides the door open for Seokmin.

"Sure. That sounds good to me. Just us?" Seokmin asks.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm pretty sure everyone else is busy anyways. See how fast they all left the building?" Joshua exclaims.

They walked down the hall, the air feeling cold. Their sweating bodies didn't help either, feeling the soft AC air blow sent chills down their spines. Their hair stood, goosebumps along the edges of their skin.

"Oh really?" Seokmin crosses his arms, looking for warmth in rubbing his hands along his biceps."Alright, sounds good to me then." Seokmin gave such a sweet and soft smile, it almost took Joshua out.