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zhang yixing |musician ; dancer|
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"hey," sehun approach his blonde friend who got drowned in the sea of fangirls. "since when does that guy," sehun gestures with his finger to the boy across him, "–plays on this street?" sehun doesn't want to keep silent while wondering about the boy across the street with no answer. he wants to know who the guitarist is. something in him just lures sehun in, something the dancer doesn't know what.
jongdae follow his gaze, surprised that sehun actually gives a damn about his surrounding. usually he's in his own world, not caring about what's around him. so it's pretty surprising, especially he's asking about a male. "i think he's new. i've never seen him before."
sehun answers with a small nod, his eyes somehow can't get off the boy. how the plain black t-shirt suits him so well even though his hair is already black and he's wearing black jeans and it's night, the look doesn't make him look boring or blend with the sea of people, it actually makes him look more attractive, like he's shining in his own way without an effort.
sehun froze at his thought. what is he thinking? does he has a crush on a guy? the stranger across him?
sehun shakes his head. no. he's just curious about him.
along the way, the boy across him has finish his little concert. he bows to the people around him before high fiving his band mates. his lips curl up into a smirk, showing his deep dimple and sehun's breathe hitched. it was just a simple action, but it made sehun's mind goes blank. sehun knows dimples are attractive but he never thought he would think dimple on a guy is really, really attractive. sehun rarely focus on a guy's physical, but this guitarist across him is different. he makes sehun actually studies his features and labeled him as attractive.
sehun usually doesn't do that to guys.
a gasp broke his little moment. sehun glances at his best friend, perfectly arched eyebrow raising at the ash blonde boy. jongdae has his eyes wide as he lets out a surprised, "baekhyun?"
jongdae hurriedly heads towards the guy with the microphone in his hand, and sehun wonders if he should follow jongdae or stay where he is. he choose the first option. his feet automatically follows jongdae's steps, eager to go to the other side. one : because jongdae is his bestfriend and he sure as heck doesn't want him to leave him alone and two : he's heading towards where the attractive stranger is. so why the heck not?
"baekhyun!" jongdae's voice catch the brown haired boy's attention. sehun notices the boy has soft brown hair, almond eyes with gray contact lenses, and a rectangle smile. sehun noted that this guy is cute, but he paid not as much attention as he does to the guitarist.
"jongdae?" jongdae greet him with a tight hug, baekhyun return it with the same intensity. they are talking at the same time, surprised that they meet their old friend on the street and coincidentally.
"what are you doing here?"
"you're a singer now?"
they both throw questions at the same time. talking should be when one is speaking then the other one should listen. jongdae is a loud guy, and from sehun can see that baekhyun guy is also loud. he wonders which one from the two listens to the other who speaks. they both are talkative. it's amusing to watch.
a melodious laugh catch him off guard and sehun perks up at the sound. his eyes start to search for the source of the sound, and he met his smiling face.
sehun doesn't know if there's cloud twelve but he sure is feeling on cloud twelve. yes, he is aware of how cheesy he sounded like but who can blame him? he knows this guy is attractive but when he's smiling? god, sehun doesn't even know a word to name something so beautiful.
not noticing how the boy return his gaze, he continues to watch with his infamous poker face. the boy makes his way towards him, offering him a smile that reveals his deep dimple. he lifts his right hand, "hey, i'm zhang yixing."
zhang yixing.
zhang yixing.
sh*t. even his name is beautiful.
sehun blink once, quickly accepting his hand. sehun is known for his cool persona but with this guy? that one can be scratch off. he's no longer a cool guy beside him.
"sehun. oh sehun." he managed to blurt out, and sehun mentally pat himself on the back. at least he still has his voice and sound stable.
"oh, you're from ahn school right?" yixing's eyebrows rose up. "i've heard about you."
"yeah, that i am." sehun nods, but his calm self quickly change again. "wait, you've heard about me?" this time sehun mentally slap himself. he sounded dumb, like a teenager meeting their idols. sehun isn't like that. he's known as a cold guy, dang it.
yixing lets out an amused chuckle. "yeah, they say you're quite the legend."
sehun got that a lot. but hearing it from him, zhang yixing, makes him feel a lot different. what's wrong with him anyway? he's just a guy complimenting him, like usual, so what?
"o-oh, t-thank you." i stuttered? you are officially uncool, oh sehun. un-cool.
"wanna go grab some coffee tomorrow?" yixing casually put his hands in his pocket, his lips change into a small shy smile. but still looks so genuine. "if you're free that is-"
"sure." sehun quickly answered him, too surprised yet happy at the same time. "i mean—" he clears his throat, "sure."
yixing turns to the tall guy in his band, saying something sehun sadly can't hear. then yixing return to him with a paper and a pen on each of his hands. he gives the small paper to sehun, "here. my number. call me whenever."
sehun was astounded. is he hitting on him or is he asking for casual friendship?
but who the heck invites a stranger to get coffee when they just met?
is yixing hitting on him?
"i have to go now. see you soon, oh sehun." the name roll nicely on his lips, it sounds good somehow. sehun responds with a blink, his poker face remain unchanged although he has pink tint on his cheeks. then he looks down at the paper,
