Opposites attract, they said. [SeKai]

Twenty

Jongin slumped down on the hardwood floor of the practice room, resting his head back against the mirror and trying to catch his breath. He had been dancing for two hours straight and was now completely drained. Gulping down a large sip of water, he looked around the room to see some students still practicing in front of the mirrors while others sat down, chatting comfortably. Sehun was one of the former, always being the perfectionist he was, practicing until he was satisfied with himself. When Jongin himself was not dancing, he liked to watch the younger boy. Sehun didn't look like his usual stoic self when he was dancing. He just looked free, like he was genuinely doing something he loved and enjoying himself. Jongin wanted to tell him that he didn't need to practice so much, that he was already perfect, but he was rather enjoying the view.

Yup, never put Sehun in sweat pants ever again.

Jongin unconsciously licked his lips as he gawked at the blonde boy's behind, which looked even bigger than it already was in those godforsaken sweat pants. It didn't make sense to Jongin how a guy could have such a perky butt. He didn't peg Sehun for the I-squat-20-times-a-day type either. He could only guess the younger boy had some ridiculously good genes. Whispers and giggles from somewhere nearby snapped him out of his little daze and he looked to the side see a group of girls from the dance club pointing and Sehun and talking giddily amongst each other. Jongin immediately scowled at them.

Don't you girls have anything better to do than ogle my boyfriend?

He knew he was being a huge hypocrite at that moment because he himself was doing the same but he didn't really care at this point. Sehun was his boyfriend, and that, in theory, gave him 100% rights to ogle him whenever he wanted. A little annoyed, he stood up and made his way over to the blonde boy and put a hand on his shoulder, making him halt his movements.

"Come on, take a break. You look like you might pass out."

Sehun rolled his eyes, panting slightly, "I'm fine."

"Fine my ass. Look at you, you're all sweaty and gross. Don't overwork yourself. Here," Jongin handed him a bottle of water. The panting blonde boy accepted the bottle and took a large gulp of it. Jongin watched how his prominent Adam's apple bobbed up and down through his sweaty neck as he drank and for some reason Jongin found it to be really sexy. To be honest, ever since they started being together, Jongin found everything that the blonde did to be appealing. Now even drinking water was added to the already God knows how long list. He couldn't even call himself bisexual because all other guys were gross to him. It was just Sehun.

Meanwhile, Sehun was looking at the elder boy rather disapprovingly, "You do realize you look very creepy when you stare at me like that, right?"

"Well it doesn't look like it bothers you very much since you agreed to be my boyfriend," Jongin winked, making sure to lower his voice so no one would hear them.

"Well technically I didn't physically agree to it."

"You didn't refuse either," Jongin said with a smirk and a smug lift of his eyebrow, "Come on, that's enough practice for today. Let's go shower and I'll treat you out for lunch."

The brunette threw and arm around the younger boy and led him out of the room, ignoring his complaints to stay back and practice some more.

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Once Jongin was done showering and drying himself off, he tied a towel around his waist and was about to step out into the locker room but immediately halted when he saw a huge patch of milky white skin. Retracting back into his shower cubicle as fast as he came out, he slowly peaked through the little gap in the door and watched Sehun who was drying off his hair. His back was to him and he was completely shirtless, only dressed in his school pants. It was his first time seeing Sehun shirtless as he was usually the one to finish first and leave the locker room. When the blonde turned around, Jongin almost whistled at the sight. Sehun had a lean body and broad shoulders. He didn't have that much muscle but not too less either, just the right amount to give him a perfectly toned body and a subtle outline of abs. Jongin's throat was suddenly dry as he stared at the other male who, thankfully enough, didn't seem to notice him. Jongin felt like a huge pervert but he really didn't care much at that moment. He was almost disappointed when he saw the younger boy put on his shirt.