"Jinho hyung."
The way the words escaped the younger boy's lips was so calm and familiar, like a statement rather than a question – a call the older one was so used to, the sound of the deep voice sending light chill through his small frame. He didn't know how or when exactly that simple greeting started having that effect on him. Maybe it was there from the beginning, Jinho was sure he loved the color of his voice from the moment he had first heard it and it was too easy to just accept it, embrace it.
Yuto was rewarded with a warm smile when the shorter boy turned to look at him. It was enough for the taller one to feel reassured as he stepped into the studio, the room looking too big with only Jinho in it.
"You should finish up quickly, hyung, it's late." He continued after Jinho turned to stop the music. "Hui hyung is worried."
"Hui is worried?" Jinho looked back at him, a small, amused smile dancing on his lips, painting Yuto's cheeks a light shade of red as he realized how stupid that must have sounded. He hesitated for a moment and it was enough for Jinho to back away and nod instead. "I won't be long."
As the older one started the music again and turned to the mirror, Yuto moved to the back, sitting down on the floor and leaning against the wall. He met Jinho's questioning gaze in the mirror.
"I'll wait for you."
It was simple and it was so easy to love this boy. Those words were his words. Jinho said them to Yuto too many times to count. Whenever the younger boy needed encouragement or even when he didn't, he kept saying them. They were naturally making their way out to be heard, as a support, as a show of affection and confirmation that he was not alone.
The dynamics of Pentagon worked like that. They had each other, the bonds all ten of them shared were different, but strong nonetheless. Jinho loved all of his dongsaengs.
He loved their amazing leader Hui that glued them all together, forming such a strong team in what seemed to be effortless way. But Jinho knew better. It wasn't effortless at all, it was very hard – only to Hui it could be so natural, simply because the boy had a heart big enough to fit all of them together, the heart that allowed them to bask in the love it provided, along with a mind of a cautious, talented leader. It was a huge responsibility, balancing between the company, the public and a bunch of kids. No matter how much they loved him and tried to behave they were all so different and could be quite a handful. Jinho knew that. Jinho was watching. Jinho was admiring. Jinho was trying his best to help. Because Hui deserved to be taken care of as well.
Jinho loved Hongseok. He turned to him in an effort not to burden Hui whenever he had a problem and they became close, so close that Jinho started referring to him as his best friend in no time. It was the same the other way around, it was natural and no one was questioning it. It was just that obvious, they clicked well, it was very simple. Hongseok smelt like home, like freshly washed laundry and tasty meal, like family. And he proved to be as reliable and trustworthy as a true family was. Support, voice of reason and comfort – and Jinho was grateful.
Hyojong was valuable. Jinho couldn't imagine his life without Hyojong. It would've been a much darker place, not as vivid, not as special. Hyojong was inspiration, he was art – very cool, sophisticated, much needed. If Hui was shining upon them all, true sun, providing unconditional love and warmth, Hyojong was glimmering moonlight, the other side of a beautiful coin that was Huidawn, equally necessary. Jinho spent nights after nights in the studio with Hyojong, molding music together. Both him and Hui did. Moments he treasured so much, some of the best were with Hyojong. The other boy quiet as he listened to Jinho's rambling thoughts, reading him with small nods of acknowledgment. And then he would open his mouth – to talk or to rap or to sing and it was so on point, the pure art of creation leaving small vocalist speechless. The older boy always felt exposed in front of Hyojong and a lot of times the rapper gave out the hyung vibe even if he was two years younger, but the feeling was never uncomfortable for Jinho. Having Hyojong as a part of Pentagon and in his life just felt right.
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FanfictionSeries of oneshots about kpop group Pentagon - they can stand separately, but the storyline that connects them all still exists, so I highly recommend reading them all and in order!