My Sister's Boyfriend | Yeonbin

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Soobin stood outside the door, gently tapping on it and patiently waiting for a response. As the seconds ticked by without anyone answering, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. I really hope I got the right address, Soobin thought to himself, silently praying for a positive outcome.

Giving it another try, he knocked on the door once more, but still, there was no response. Just as he was starting to lose hope and contemplate leaving, the door suddenly swung open, revealing the person he had been waiting for.

"Bin! Sorry for the wait, I was preparing." Yeonjun, apologize.

"It's okay." Soobin entered the house, following Yeonjun. "Where are your parents?"

Yeonjun turned around facing Soobin, "They went on vacation." Yeonjun sat on the couch, "Okay show me what you got."

Soobin picked up his guitar and began playing. At first, everything seemed to be going well as he strummed the strings. However, he could feel Yeonjun's gaze as he shifted a bit. Yeah, Yeonjun was looking at him so he could see what he needed help on, but... it made him feel so nervous.

He has performed in front of people many times before, including playing the guitar at the school talent show. So, why does the mere sight of Yeonjun looking at him now fill him with nerves and unease?

Soobin put the guitar down in a clumsy way. He sighed nervously without looking at Yeonjun. "Soobin, you're not good at playing the guitar." Yeonjun burst into laughter.

Upon hearing Yeonjun's comment, Soobin quickly became defensive and responded, "Yeonjun! I can do better it's just that I– I was nervous." He mumbled the last word.

Yeonjun scoffed, "Nervous? Your sister told me you performed in front of your school before. Why nervous now?"

Soobin stayed quiet. Why was he nervous, though? He couldn't even look at Yeonjun in the eyes for sake.

"Are you perhaps nervous because of me, Binnie?" Yeonjun teased, leaning to get closer to Soobin.

Soobins breath hitched, Binnie? He looked up to face him and was a little taken aback by how close their faces were. His heart was hammering. And something about Yeonjun's gaze—so unblinking, eyes huge behind the brown bangs made him feel oddly exposed.

Yeonjun couldn't resist leaning in closer. "...Yeonjun?" Soobin's voice broke the moment, Yeonjun hastily jumps back to his original position. The moment was gone, but the tension between them lingered in the air. Soobin continued to stare at him, What was that? He thought.

Yeonjun's stood in his position, staring at the ground. With his hand in a fist,  jaw clenched, and he swore under his breath.

Clearing his thoart, Yeonjun spoked, "I.... never mind, let me show you where to place your fingers correctly." Yeonjun went over to him. He stood closely behind Soobin, who was seated. As Yeonjun reached for the guitar, his fingers brushed against Soobin, causing both to freeze slightly.

"Look at the strings. Repeat after me, okay?" Yeonjun said.

"Soobin?" Yeonjun asked, trying to get his attention. Soobin halted his actions, taking a moment to process the situation. Him and Yeonjun had shared numerous physical interactions in the past, so how come this time it felt so—different?
The warmth emanating from Yeonjun's touch lingered even after their hands disconnected, leaving a burning sensation that continued to resonate within Soobin.

"... Yeah?" Fuck why am I zoning out so much?

Yeonjun chuckled, "I said to look at the strings and repeat after me."