dancer ; layhun

TWELVE / what matters

"make some noise!"

sehun sometimes forget how good they are on stage. the band has charisma that makes all eyes, no matter how busy they are, goes to them instead. the crowd doesn't know the real them, their idiotic selves, but sehun does. and everytime they perform, it reminds sehun on how talented they are. it reminds him that they are a band, full with musically skilled people.

his eyes can't help but roll over to yixing, who's playing the guitar all the while looking so marvelous. the sweat rolling down over his neck make his navy blue t-shirt a bit damp. the glistening skin makes him look shiny in his own way. his pierced ears winking under the light. his long, pretty fingers graze over the strings so quick and he is not even looking at it. they are closed, swimming in the music as he plays, brows scrunching when he bend the string and vibrate it, his lips curling down. sehun doesn't know if yixing's doing an improve right now or not, but if he is, then hats off.

"thank you!" baekhyun shouted, lips forming a wide grin despite his sweaty state. he has one hand raised above his hand, the other holding the mic. the whole room erupt into cheers, some already familiar and becoming a fan of them. sehun watch as the band walks off the stage with a smile. chanyeol has his arm around yixing's and kyungsoo's shoulder while baekhyun blow a kiss towards the crowd.

"you did great, guys." junmyeon give chanyeol a pat on his back once he sits down. "i almost don't recognize you up there."

"yeah," jongin agrees. "those guys on the stage is definietly not you four. they are too cool." he earns a smack from baekhyun at that and jongdae laughing at him.

"you guys should permanantly do your gigs here." minseok said, his eyes holding a 'that-was-awesome' look.

"we'd love to." kyungsoo grins, wiping his sweat with a tissue yixing offered.

"you should start working here on monday."

"wait, you're serious?" baekhyun widen his eyes.

"do i look like i'm not?"

"woah! thank you!" baekhyun attack him with a big hug, his band mates joining him.

"as much as i love you guys, all of you are sweaty and i just showered for two hours so get off."

sehun smiles when he lock gazes with the guitarist, watching him heading towards him. "congratulations on your new job," sehun nudges him lighly with his elbow. his hand itching to catch and wipe the sweat rolling on yixing's forehead with his thumb.

"thanks," he smiles up at him.

"you did great earlier." sehun started, "you played really good and you look really good up there." sehun add the last part in a small voice. the words were out of his mouth before he can even process them, but he doesn't regret it. it's just a compliment, right?

when he gets no answer he looks down to the black haired, only to find him biting his lower lip with pink tins on his cheeks. the taller bite back a grin at the sight of flustered yixing. "seriously, you sweating doesn't make you look disgusting, it's more like inviting." sehun whispered to his ear, voice lowering by an octave. he doesn't know where did he get the newly found bravado but frick it. he enjoys this sight of the guitarist.

"stop."

"stop what?" he whispered even closer to his ear, hot breath fanning over him. sehun pulls the older closer by his shirt, lightly smirking when the older turn a deeper shade of red, though the dim lighting on the table they were sitting at manage to hide it a little. "this?" sehun pecks his ear, just like how yixing did to him days ago in this same bar. he can't help but let a smirk take over his features, satisfied with the reaction he gets from the older. that's a payback for making him can't focus for days.

yixing clears his throat, trying to tame down his flaming cheeks. "do you want a ride?"

that sounded wrong.

"sure."

"i want one too, hyung!" baekhyun pouts cutely, his eyes widening to a pair of puppy eyes. he turns towards the bassist who was engaged in a conversation with jongdae. "kyungsoo!"

"sorry, no dogs are allowed in my car."

"oh f*ck you."

"no please."

"i can give you one, if you want." jongin said, pulling out his car keys from his front pocket. baekhyun face him with a wide grin, nodding his head while saying thank you again and again. it takes jongin to cover his mouth with his palm to stop him from saying anything anymore.

"you guys go first. i'll stay with these guys for some time." junmyeon waves them off, motioning towards the rest of them except sehun, yixing, jongin and baekhyun. they bid goodbye after that; sehun fist bumping jongin and baekhyun while yixing ruffles jongin's hair, "take care of my dongsaeng, alright?"

baekhyun rush to his side to hug yixing, "bye hyung! bye sehun!"

sehun and yixing are in the older's car, the latter putting the key in the ignition and starting the car before turning on the air conditioner. sehun puts on his seatbelt, brushing his dyed gray hair with his fingers away from his eyes.

"hey, hun-ah." yixing started, sehun glancing briefly at him with a raised brow. "you're a famous dancer, and a really good one. is that what you originally want to be or you have other things?"

"well," sehun trails off, "i really do want to be a dancer. it's been my dream since i was little. and it still is. i don't want anything else other than dancing. it's my world." sehun even surprised himself on how open he is to yixing.

yixing's lips curl up into a smile, revealing his deep dimple and sehun resist the urge to poke it. "that's great then. it's actually my dream too, to be a dancer and musician." he leans back to the seat, a ghost smile gracing his features. "that reminds me, you're a fan of mine." his eyes were sly as he faces the younger.

sehun squirms a little at the reminder, shy that his idol is right beside him driving him to his house. where's the bravado he had back in minseok's bar?

"what's the first video you saw from my channel?" yixing glance at the younger and then back on the road.

"um, i think it was the i'm lay one. that one caught my eyes and here i am." sehun shrugs, sending him a small smile.

"thank you. although i still don't get why you like my danc—"

"hyung, you're really really great. people adore you. so stop thinking you are a bad dancer. cause you aren't. you're one of the best dancers out there." sehun suddenly cut him off whilst touching yixing's hand, making the older surprised by it. "i mean it."

his gaze bores into sehun's, and the younger doesn't know why but he can't tear his gaze away from the deep, dark brown eyes. yixing rotates his hand so his palm is touching with sehun's, holding his hand firmly after intertwining their fingers together. yixing's eyes aren't ocean blue or emerald green, he has brown eyes. but they are not boring. they're more like . . . chocola— wait no, sehun doesn't like chocolate that much. his eyes remind him of . . . coffee.

yeah, that.

something that sehun loves and something that can make you get addicted to. just like his eyes.

along the journey, none of them exchange any words and it's okay. they don't feel the need to and they're comfortable enough like this. with their hands holding each other, sehun feels content. he ignores the voices in the back of his head that were questioning his actions. they don't matter.

yixing's what matters.