Opposites attract, they said. [SeKai]

Nine

Sehun's finger lingered on the "Send" button and for a moment there, he almost didn't hit it. But without giving himself a chance to change his mind, he pressed it and quickly placed his phone in his pocket, letting out a nervous puff of breath.

He had written it to his parents, asking them to come to the theater where the showcase was going to be held at 8 p.m., but didn't really elaborate much on why. All he wrote was "It would mean a lot to me if you came". Honestly, he had no idea if they were going to come at all. They never really paid much heed to what he wanted anyway. But he really, really wanted them to come and see him perform just once, to see how much he really loved dancing. That this was really what he wanted to do and that he wanted to make a living off of it. He knew he wouldn't end up being as rich as his parents or even anywhere near, but the sentimental value dancing had to him was larger than anything monetary and he wanted them to see that.

Sehun sighed. It's not gonna be easy...

"What's up?" Jongin asked casually as he took a seat next to Sehun on the hardwood floor, munching on an apple. Sehun simply shook his head.

"Nothing."

"Are you nervous about today?" Jongin inquired as he looked at the other male.

"A little bit, yeah. It's my first time actually performing in front of a crowd," Sehun and sat down next to Jongin on the floor.

"Don't worry," Jongin comfortingly patted his shoulder. "You'll do just fine. Just pretend you're dancing alone in your private studio. Except you should look at the audience."

"That's self-contradictory." Sehun scoffed, making the other male laugh softly.

"Performing on stage... It's hard to describe. You're gonna be nervous as shit the first few times but you really start getting the hang of it after a while. It just becomes second nature."

"Oh yeah? And what if I get so nervous I forget the steps? Then you're gonna forever regret being my partner." Sehun knew that wouldn't happen; he wasn't really one for nervousness. He was actually exceptionally good at staying calm no matter what the situation. He only hoped that applied to this one too.

"You're not gonna because then I'd fucking kill you." Jongin said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Sure wouldn't want that." Sehun chuckled. "So are we supposed to practice today?"

"No. We should save up our energy. But keep going through the choreo in your head so you don't forget." Jongin munched some more on his apple, before offering Suhan some. The latter crinkled his face in disgust.

"Your saliva is all over that." He pointed out.

"Suit yourself." Jongin shrugged. "Since we don't really have anything to do right now, how about we go over to my place? Mom prepared some 'good-luck' lunch for me, or at least that's what she calls it." The brunette laughed, "She always does that whenever I have a big dance performance. Why don't you join?"

Sehun smiled slightly. Despite everything, Jongin seemed to have a really good relationship with his mother. That was not a common sight to see, especially with high school students and especially if it was Jongin. It was endearing, to say the least. I guess people who go through tough times together are the closest.

"That's okay. I wouldn't wanna intrude on some intimate mother-son tradition. I'll pass."

"You're not intruding if I invited you." Jongin reasoned, "Besides, you might need the good luck. It's your first performance."

Sehun thought about it for a second. Ah, why the hell not?

"Alright. Let's go."

The two boys left the school campus together and got into Jongin's car. The ride this time was silent and Sehun took the time to look out the window and watch the buildings pass by. His head went back to his parents and when he checked his phone, he saw that there was still no reply from them. With a sigh, he shoved his device back into his pocket and closed his eyes.