Seoul of Soccer | myungtae

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After yesterday, Taesan knew his days would be way more eventful. Though he didn't know any of the members personally til after Gyuvin accidentally served a ball back perfectly, he was aware that Seoul Varsity was full of some goofy dudes.

With them being goofy dudes, it was a given that he would find himself being strung into some mischievous scheme one day or another. He wasn't expecting that day to be right after they'd become acquainted, but what could he do about it?

Thanks to Jaehyun interrogating Seoul Varsity about why they'd pulled some members of S.S.B and Seoul of Soccer out of practice, Taesan got a rundown of what the rest of their afternoon would look like. They had to successfully set up a birthday party for the alleged Angry Bird of the basketball team, Gunwook.

Unfortunately for Taesan, Hao had decided to be the devil that day and grouped the soccer and volleyball teams. It was almost as if he didn't know that they absolutely hated each other (correction: only Jaehyun actually hated them, but the point still stood).

Fortunately, Hao knew not to bring Leehan along because Taesan had the feeling that he and Riwoo would be too busy making out to help.

"Uh, so, like, does anyone here know how to decorate a cake?" Taerae pointed at the cake that Gyuvin had shoved into his hands a couple of minutes ago. So far, they'd been working for five minutes and had nothing to show.

"Sungho does art for his extracurricular." Riwoo outed Sungho as if it were of any help.

At that, Taerae grinned delightedly and forced the cake into the aforementioned guy's hold, skipping away freely. Riwoo shrugged when Sungho gave him a pointed look in response.

"We all have to work together for this, so I better not see any dilly-dallying!" Riwoo spoke up after Sungho's glare started to get a bit too stern. He jumped up from where he had been sitting on the gym floor and pulled Taesan up with him.

Taesan clenched his teeth at the action. He had strategically decided to sit on the ground because he wanted to be as far away from Jaehyun as possible. After accidentally liking the guy's oldest post on Instagram a few days ago, he was bound for a round of yelling.

"Come on, you can't hide forever!" Riwoo whisper-yelled in Taesan's ear. The feeling was ticklish so Taesan shied away from him, rolling his eyes. "Go and help Sungho. There's whipped cream. You can, like, eat that or something."

Taesan brightened up at the mention of whipped cream, one of his favorite "desserts." Riwoo thought it was more of a condiment than a dessert, but that's why he was locked out of the dorm for a whole five minutes before Taesan felt bad and let him back inside.

Taesan walked over to the table where Sungho had already begun decorating and located the whipped cream bottle easily. He grinned to himself and reached out for it, only for the most cliche thing ever to happen again.

Jaehyun also happened to reach for the bottle at the exact same time.

Great, so now our hands are touching and I want to die. Taesan closed his eyes and prayed that he would perish immediately.

"Oh God," Jaehyun groaned and snatched his hand away quickly, much to Taesan's surprise. The ravenette's eyes shot open and he looked at Jaehyun with fear. "First you liked one of my old posts on Instagram, now you're trying to hold my hand?" scoffed the soccer player.

"N-no!" Taesan shook his head quickly, a blush creeping onto his face all too quickly for his response to seem truthful. "That was an accident!"

"Of course it was. The real question is why, little Taesan, were you scrolling all the way down to 2019 on my Instagram feed?" Jaehyun smirked, knowing that his words were getting to Taesan's head. Taesan stared at him incredulously.