Distant: A Seventeen story

Obsession

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For the third time that week, Jisoo watched the performance team train. His eyes were fixed on a certain individual, he watched as the boy's hips swayed to the beat of the music, his slender yet muscular frame moving with a delicate and intense grace. Midnight colored hair whipped around a handsome face as the boy turned his head, and dark eyes held a deadly focus as he danced in perfect sync with his unit. Something about the dance made him seem so perfect to Jisoo..... so fuckable.

A smirk crossed Park Hyeon's lips when the music is ended and he glanced over at Jisoo before turning his gaze back at the performance leader, Hoshi who was speaking. "Good job guys, that's enough for today."

The team began to clear out after at, Minghao, Jun, Soonyoung heading off with Chan to the showers. Hyeon wiped sweat from his forehead with a towel, and approaching Jisoo.

"Didn't know you were interested in dance, Shua." Hyeon said in perfect English, running a hand through his sweaty hair. Jisoo shivered at the sound of his deep, raspy voice.

Jisoo voice quivered for a moment, "I--I was just curious to see you." Jisoo' eyes widened considering, "to see you guys dance." He finished. That was close, he thought, don't be such an idiot next time.

Hyeon chuckled at his friends verbal clumsiness and sat in a chair next to Jisoo, running his hands through his hair, a habit Joshua noticed he had. "Hoshi doesn't like to fail," Hyeon muttered switching back to Korean, "he thinks I'm not good enough to keep up with up the other members because of my short training period." Jisoo could practical hear the bitterness in his friend's voice.

"I sure he doesn't think that." Joshua replied, even though he was only partially invested in the conservation. He couldn't help but be transfixed with Hyeon's beauty.

"Shua?" Hyeon asked, snapping Jisoo out of his lust driven thoughts. Hyeon's brow furrowed in worry as he stared at his friend. "Are you alright?"

Fuck, his eyes are mesmerizing, snap out of it Jisoo. "I'm fine, what were you saying?" His arms, thought Jisoo as he glanced at Hyeon's visible biceps. Damn, why did he have wear that sleeveless shirt? Jisoo could also the outline of Hyeon's chest, which the sweat soaked shirt clung tightly too. He had never seen Hyeon, but he could guess that he had a nice set of abs. What is happening to me?

"So what do you think? I think I can reserve us seats at Makan Halal." Hyeon said. Shit, I hadn't been listening until the last sentence.

Jisoo nodded, "That would be nice." He muttered. A date? He thought before scolding himself for being so hopeful. Park Hyeon is your best friend, nothing more.

"Hyeon!" A voice, Hoshi's, called from down the hall, "The shower's open!"

"Well, that's my cue." Stated Hyeon, he stood and flashed a smile that made Jisoo's heart do flips. Hyeon slung his towel over his soldier and headed for the showers.

Park Hyeon, what are doing to me?

(Jisoo needs some holy water.)

(Thanks for reading, until next time. I will upload a Hyeon bio today as well.)

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