Opposites attract, they said. [SeKai]

Five

Sehun and Jongin were seated at the former's favorite bubble tea shop, none of them uttering a word. Saying it was awkward would be an understatement. It felt like the two simply didn't blend together at all. They were just way too different. Sehun kept contemplating how to start a conversation as he sipped on his bubble tea.

He finally cleared his throat, breaking the awkward silence, "Let's start over."

"Huh?" Jongin blinked.

"If we're gonna be at each other's faces all the time, we're never gonna come up with a good routine. So, as much as I dislike you, I'm gonna try to overlook our previous 'encounters' and be nice to you. But since I'm willing to go that extra mile, you're also gonna have to try and get your head out of your ass, too. You're my partner, not my boss."

Jongin took a sip of his own bubble tea and locked eyes with the blonde. "Alright then. Let's start over. Forget about whatever we choreographed so far and let's start again. This time with less fighting. We might as well try to get along with each other for the upcoming few weeks."

Sehun smiled, "I'm glad we agree on something. So, tell me about yourself."

Jongin's eyebrow rose, "Excuse me?"

"I'm not really the type to initiate friendship, so don't make this any harder for me." The blonde said, rolling his eyes.

"You want to be friends? With me?" Jongin asked in disbelief.

"As much as I don't fancy the idea I don't really have a choice."

"Eh... Okay. My name's Kim Jongin."

"I already know your name." Sehun rolled his eyes.

"How the hell am I supposed to talk about myself? That's awkward as fuck."

"Alright, alright." Sehun sighed, "How old are you?"

"Eighteen. You?"

"Seventeen."

"Seriously?"

"I skipped a grade." Sehun shrugged.

"Damn. No wonder. Should I be offended that someone a year younger than me gets way better grades?"

"Probably."

"And very straightforward too. I can see why we don't get along." Jongin chuckled.

"I could pinpoint a hundred reasons why we don't get along." Sehun stated, "But I think for at least the upcoming few weeks we should try to set aside our differences."

"You're right. But I gotta say- talking to you is like forcing shit out when you're constipated. It just doesn't flow."

Sehun scrunched up his nose, "That's a disgusting way to put it. But I guess you could say the feeling's mutual."

"Great," Jongin took a sip of his bubble tea, "Tell me about your future plans."

"Probably medical school. You?" Sehun preferred to keep it brief.

"Performing arts," Jongin grinned, "I was actually thinking once of maybe auditioning for an entertainment label but honestly idol life sucks and the pay is shit. So for now I'm thinking of becoming a dance teacher at a university."

Sehun smiled slightly.

"Hyung will be the best dance teacher ever!"

"Dance? Are you kidding? That's not an actual career! You're gonna starve! You are going to become a doctor whether you like it or not!"

Sehun was a little envious because Jongin looked so excited while talking about his future plans. It reminded him so much of when he was a kid. The only difference was that Jongin was actually living his dream now, doing what he loved without being ridiculed or forbidden from it.