May 5, 2016

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"The space we found is perfect. Yifan did a really great job of finding the perfect location." Kyungsoo smiled up at his boyfriend before standing on the tips of his toes to kiss his lips. "It's my job. If you're happy then I'm happy." Yifan glanced at his watch. "We're supposed to be meeting up with the rest of the guys. We've got about ten minutes to get there." Chanyeol looked at the pair and nodded. "Well, then, let's go. I'm starving anyway." The three made their way to Yifan's car and it wasn't long before they pulled up to the designated meeting place.

Chanyeol pulled Kyungsoo to the side as soon as they'd walked over to the table. "Who is he?" Chanyeol asked, his eyes locking on the dimpled man. "Oh, I forgot you've never met. That's Yixing. He's going to be one of the dance teachers. He's Yifan's best friend." Chanyeol's eyes never left Yixing as Kyungsoo spoke. "Tell me that he's single and into men." Kyungsoo smirked and shook his head. "You see the guy sitting next to him? That's his boyfriend, Junmyeon. I don't know much about him but they seem happy. Sorry, hyung."

Chanyeol shrugged it off and walked over to the table and sat down. "We've locked down a location and all that is left is to get all the permits and to renovate. Chanyeol already has some ideas in mind and I'm pretty excited to see them." Yifan looked around. "Where's Jongin? Wasn't he supposed to be here?" Kyungsoo shrugged and tapped his fingers on the table. "I told him we were meeting. He texted back 'okay'."

"Speak of the devil and he shall appear." Chanyeol mumbled and rolled his eyes. Chanyeol still held a grudge against Jongin even though Kyungsoo had decided to push aside their difference for the sake of the dance studio. Jongin slid into the booth beside Sehun and across from Yifan. "Did I miss much? I got held up after class." Chanyeol rolled his eyes and flagged over the waitress. "I'm ordering." Everyone placed their orders and Sehun nibbled on his bottom lip. "This is awkward."

Kyungsoo smiled and shook his head. "It doesn't have to be. We're just a group of soon to be co-workers having a meal and discussing business. Everything else was left outside the door." Jongin scoffed. "Not everything." He glanced at Yifan. In return, the older man looked directly at Jongin. "If you've got something to say you might as well say it now. Clear the air." His voice was calm but the way that he gripped Kyungsoo's hand let the smaller man know that he was anything but.

"Is that really necessary?" Junmyeon asked as Yixing rested his head on his shoulder. "Yeah, I think it is. Jongin seems to have a problem with me so I want to hear what it is. No use in bottling things up." Jongin sat up and took a deep breath. "Are you two together now?" His eyes flickered towards their hands. "I don't see what that has to do with you. Anything Kyungsoo does isn't any of your concern. You fucked up."

"Kris, just leave it alone." Yixing whined. Sehun and Chanyeol sat beside each other and just watched the drama unfold. "He'll never love you." Jongin spoke confidently. It was almost as if he could foresee the future. "We'll just have to see about that." Kyungsoo gave Yifan's hand a squeeze and leaned in closer to him. "Baby, just let it alone. It's not worth it." He whispered. "I'm with you and you're who I want. Jongin is the past." The waitress returned to their table with their food. "Ah, finally. Let's all eat and move on with this meeting." Kyungsoo said and grabbed a pair of chopsticks.

"So, Chanyeol, what do you have in mind so far?" Yixing asked, looking over at him. Chanyeol blushed a bit and Junmyeon narrowed his eyes at him. "Um, not much really. The space is a really good size and Kyungsoo wants three dance studios and an office. So, I'm going to make up a blueprint and then see what he thinks about it. I'm guessing you, Jongin and Sehun will get a studio each. So, if you guys have any specifics about your studio let me know so that I can draw it up." Yixing grinned that dimpled grin of his and nodded excitedly. "I'll make sure to let you know if I think of anything."

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