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„He is such an asshole." Hoseok said after they were introduced to their newest band member, Changkyun. They were going to debut in a few months and their management decided to add another trainee to the group, since they thought that he'd fit with them.
"I don't know about that, but he seems kind of nice." Jooheon replied silently, them not wanting the new member to hear.
"No, look at him. His attitude is driving me crazy already." He sighed angrily.
"He can't be that bad. I mean, you've been talking about him nonstop since we came back to our room." Jooheon teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"What are you implying?" The older asked in disbelief.
"That you seem to like Mr.Arrogant more than you want to admit to yourself." Jooheon winked before walking out the door and closing the door behind him.
Hoseok let himself fall onto his bed and sighed. Jooheon wasn't right. He didn't like that douchebag. On the contrary, he despised him. At least, that's what he wanted to make himself believe.
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"Changkyun, you need to practice the last steps a bit more. Hoseok, help him."
"What? Why me?" Hoseok asked shocked, looking at the choreographer with pleading eyes.
"Because I said so." The choreographer said and walked out of the room.
The others shrugged and left the room as well. Hoseok and Changkyun were the only ones left in the room, the tension between them being obvious.
Changkyun took in a breath as if he wanted to say something but the older didn't give him the chance to and cut him off with his own words.
"Let's get this over with." He almost hissed and walked towards the stereo in the room and started playing the song they were practicing just a few minutes ago.
They danced through the first two thirds of the song before the younger started to struggle with a few steps and Hoseok stood in front of him to show him the movements.
The black haired boy suddenly felt a pair of hands on his waist and someone's warm breath on his neck.
"Ch- Changkyun, what are you doing?" His breath hitched in his throat when the younger laid his lips on his neck, lightly breathing against the skin before starting to lick and suck on it. His tongue caressed the skin until it was bright red, brushing his thumb over the now bruised skin and making the older boy let out a whimper.
Changkyun's eyes darkened at that and he applied more pressure on the bruising skin. This time Hoseok let out a moan. His hands flew over his lips but the younger had heard it.
"Oh, you seem to like that. Wouldn't have expected that." The younger chuckled and turned Hoseok around.
He saw how flushed red his usually pale skin was and how his eyes were wide and glossy. His pink lips were open due to the frantic pants that were leaving them. The brown-haired boy took the elder's bottom lip between his thumb and index finger before he let go of it and connected his lips to his.
Hoseok was taken by surprise and didn't react at first, but only after Changkyun had gripped his waist with his hands. His own arms wrapped around the younger's neck and his fingers tangled themselves in his brown locks.
Their lips moved against each other feverishly, tasting each other as if their lives depended on it.
Changkyun parted the kiss and began peppering kisses all over the elder's neck, finding his sweet spot right under his collarbone. Hoseok threw his head back and let out a whine. As soon as he realized what had just left his mouth, he trapped his bottom lip in between his teeth to prevent himself from letting out any more unwanted noises.
