3.𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡

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"Damn, what happened to waiting for your dongsaeng?" Soobin  sternly asked, rolling his eyes as he gracefully descended to the floor. Seated on the ground, he opened his legs to the side, extending his torso forward, aiming to touch his toes. His eyebrows furrowed slightly as he stretched, a gentle groan escaping his lips.
Meanwhile, Yeonjun had already succumbed to the allure of the music and started dancing to the choreography.

Soobin's frown deepened as he watched his hyung effortlessly move to the rhythm. "You already captured the entire choreo?" he asked, a mix of awe and annoyance evident in his voice. Yeonjun caught sight of his reflection in the mirror, his eyes fixated on his own moves as he swayed his hips to the side, perfectly synchronized with the beat. He grinned, his focus unwavering. "Well, someone had to make sure the company doesn't goes to check your medical certificates." he replied, his voice filled with playful confidence.
"Huh?" Soobin furrowed in confusion because an entire week he had no communication with his group mates except Kai and that guy didn't tell him any details about how Yeonjun saved his ass but just 'yeah Yeonjun hyung had made some excuse so don't worry.' and relying on that bullshit soobin took a long break of seven days .
Yeah because he was certain that whatever their internal conflict is Yeonjun wouldn't wouldn't sell him to the company.
A mischievous twinkle danced in Yeonjun's eyes as he playfully teased soobin. "What excuse do you think I made that the company spared you for damn seven days ditching the practice?" he remarked, his tone light and teasing.
Soobin, in the midst of stretching, froze in his tracks. A pout formed on his lips as he turned towards Yeonjun his eyes wide with mock indignation. "Hyung!" he whined, his voice filled with exaggerated melodrama, causing Yeonjun to pause the music and face him. Unable to contain his unfazed demeanour, Yeonjun stepped forward, settling himself softly on the floor beside soobin. He extended a helping hand towards his dongsaeng, ready to alleviate the brewing tension. "Okay, okay, I'll help you to catch up don't worry. Duet is about coordination after all." Yeonjun acquiesced, a playful smirk lingering on his lips. "Only if you're willing to consider my help ," he added, his words laced with sincerity. Soobin arched an eyebrow in surprise, his stretching momentarily forgotten. He observed Yeonjun with a mixture of confusion and amusement. "Wait - why're you being so nice suddenly?" he asked, histone filled with playful skepticism. Yeonjun chuckled softly, maintaining his position in front of soobin "when I wasn't nice to you ?" he teased, his voice light and carefree.



Accepting the help seeing no other way because Yeonjun was obviously the better option if the other one is Mr baek soobin allowed Yeonjun's hand to rest on his leg "so we'll start with stretching since your limbs have been sealed resting all these days and I'm pretty sure you didn't even warmed up ." Yeonjun informed guiding him deeper into
the stretch. "Is it mandatory?" Soobin muttered.The tension between them dissipated . "Well you see I can't lend risks in case you don't wanna crack a muscle." A mischievous glint returned to Yeonjun's eyes as he continued his stretching, his playful nature reawakening. "Why did you learned the choreo without me ?"soobin quipped, his words dripping with mock offense. He emphasized each syllable, his tone exaggerated for interrogative effect.
Yeonjun chuckled heartily, rising from his crouched position but remaining close to Soobin. " What was I supposed to do? Make a double stomach issue to ditch practice?you should be grateful I've been practicing so Mr baek didn't investigate about you. "
Yeonjun replied, a smug smile prominent on his lips.. "I've been practicing in the shadows, honing my skills while you were probably swigging onto your beer in your brother's house."  Soobin felt little bit guilty so he remained silent focused on Yeonjun determination, he couldn'help but find his gaze naturally gravitating towards Yeonjun as he tried his hardest to not be too distracted and keep up with his casual stretching. "You're doing well." Soobin could feel the genuineness in Yeonjun's praise which made his heart inexplicably drawn to his hyung's presence. It was a subtle fascination that danced on the edge of his consciousness, an unspoken connection that seemed to transcend their roles as mere bandmates. Though soobin doesn't have the  habit of observing each member, it was just Yeonjun who effortlessly commanded his attention, capturing his focus even in the most mundane of moments. It was from the very beginning. In those stolen glances, soobin found himself entranced by the smallest details of Yeonjun. It wasn't just the way Yeonjun spoke or the animated gestures that accompanied his words. It was in the simple acts of fixing his clothes, meticulously adjusting his hair, or even during those moments when he seemingly zoned out, lost in the labyrinth of his own
thoughts. Soobin couldn't help but be captivated by the essence of Yeonjun—the way hecarried himself with an air of quiet confidence, the way his eyes sparkled with a hint ofmischief and the way his presence seemed to effortlessly command attention. Even if now they have a unsettled relationship he still can't disregard his habit. Sometimes, soobin caught himself getting lost in the depths of Yeonjun's eyes, those windows to a soul brimming with passion and ambition. It was in those stolen glances that soobin discovered a magnetic pull, an unspoken connection that seemed to defy the boundaries of their friendship. He found himself yearning for a deeper understanding, wanting to unravel the enigma that was Yeonjun, to dive into the depths of his thoughts and fears, to know the intricate layers that made up his being.
In the beginning of their career soobin couldn't help but question the significance of his fascination. Was it merely admiration for his hyung's talents and charisma, or did it signify something more profound? The uncertainty gnawed at his mind, a puzzle he couldn't decipher. But it all broke that one evening when they hastily shared a kiss and went to the edge of intimacy. Well that's now just a mere drop of regret.

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