Ready? (SeokSoo)

[EP4] <Chp 2>

It was a long and testful night. The sliding glass door leading to the balcony of the apartment was open and fresh air dancing its way in past the curtains that kept the moon from lighting the room any further. A few of the members chatted away as they leaned against the railing.

Seokmin sat with his hands resting in his lap, his fingers intertwining with a can of beer placed between them. With each long and lingering breath he took, he'd forget the fact that his members were dancing and singing to karaoke right next to him. The alcohol was beginning to stun his thinking, causing him to dip in and out of reality. The stinging cold feeling peeling at his finger tips were keeping him from completely drifting from his sober conscience. 

Seventeen had just won an award, and with continuous begging, Jeonghan convinced Seokmin to host the after party. His house was closer, and he was the only one besides Seungkwan, which was a karaoke machine. Jeonghan left out the part where he wanted Seokmin to host since he hadn't joined any of their other outings. It was the least the avoidant man could do. 

Everyone was skattered in spots of Seokmin's home. People eating and drinking with a hint of conversation sitting at his coffee table. Others at his kitchen, filling the air with words barely mutterable over the loud singing coming from Seungkwan, Hoshi, and Seungcheol.  

There was clear tension between Joshua and Seokmin. They still haven't spoken since that day. The tension was so tight that it's was nearly impossible for the rest of the members to not notice. Fights like this accur between all of the members, so it was easy for them to brush it off as a little arguement between the both of them. 

Joshua was on the other side of the living room, talking it up with Jeonghan and Woozi. He was as beautiful as ever. He had left his hair and makeup on from a previous schedule earlier that day and wore revealing clothing he knew he wouldn't be able to wear in public. He wore a new helix piercing that stood out more then the rest of them, clearly wanting to brag about it. It sure was pretty. HE sure was pretty. 

Seokmin's eyes danced all over Joshua's image. It was impossible not to. He was still so perfect in every way. His eyes sure were pretty, and so was his hair. His hands could cover Seokmin's entire face, and the frame that stood a little shorter than Seokmin. His pale, nearly glittering skin. Perhaps it's an American thing, but even the way he stood against the counter was attractive. Seokmin closed his eyes, leaning his head back into his chair. He was starting to become overwhelmed with these thoughts. 

Joshua was no different. He caught himself sneaking glances at the younger boy. He was watching as he leaned his head back, noticing how nice his jawline was. How perfectly tanned his skin was compared to his own. The beauty marks were placed so sexily and perfectly across his cheek. How the color of his light brown hair fit him perfectly as well. His clothes were formal. Perhaps something he had to do earlier. 

The more Joshua thought, the more he began to realize this wasn't just some one-time thing he could forget about. He truly was curious about how far he could go with Seokmin. He wanted to know every single one of Seokmin's reactions, sounds, looks, moans...and not just the ones he's made up in his head nearly 12 times now. 

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The night only felt as if it were only growing younger with each passing moment. Thoughts flushing through Joshua's head as he took sips of his drink. His face was turning a soft shade of pink and blush flushed his drunken cheeks. His mind  grew impulsive, his brows frowning towards each other.

A loud clunk hit the table as Joshua slammed his cup on the counter of Seokmin's kitchen. With one limped motion, Joshua walked over to Seokmin, frustration showing in a cooed manner on his face.