dancer ; layhun

THIRTEEN / horror movie

"we're going to the cinema. say 'jongdae is the best' if you do not want to come, say 'oh sehun is ugly' if you want to come."

"kim jongdae is ugly."

"ding ding— hey! that is not the option!"

"it is to me," sehun shrugs, though jongdae can't see him from the other line. the gray haired is lying on his couch, scrolling through his social media (uhm, yixing's instagram) when suddenly jongdae's derp face made its appearance on his screen, the ringing voice plus the picture almost make him drop his phone to his face.

"okay, okay, let's be serious. are you in or nah?"

"just the two of us—"

"we can make it if we tried~"

"or are you with someone else?"

"minseok obviously agreed, chanyeol and kyungsoo also wanted to join." the dancer frowns when a certain name wasn't said by the blonde. not that he doesn't want to hang with his friends, he just wants to meet yixing.

yeah, yeah. he missed him, he admits. now shut up.

"i think i'll pass."

"oh yixing hyung just texted me. he wanted to come." jongdae suddenly said and sehun couldn't control his mouth when he blurt out,

"hey, i think i'll come. it's boring in here." he said in a nonchalant voice, hoping jongdae won't notice him changing his mind the second yixing's name was mentioned. this is one of those moments where he wants the earth to swallow him to save him from the embarassment.

it was silent for awhile and sehun finds himself covering his eyes with his free hand, mentally preparing himself if jongdae choose to tease him to death. "alright. eleven am, the usual place." was the only thing he said before the line was off and sehun lets out a breathe he didn't even realize he's been holding.

he goes to his wardrobe to search for an outfit to use. raking his eyes over his clothes, he settled on an oversized red tee tucked inside his black pants along with a belt and a navy blue beanie. checking his reflection on the mirror, he opts to wear his round specs and spray his signature cologne. he takes his wallet and phone with him and place them near his foot on the ground as he puts on his white socks and his checkerboard slip on, rolling up his pants after it.

after arriving at the cinema by cab, sehun unlocks his phone and dials yixing. he sees some notifications from their group chat but is too lazy to type, so he chose to call the chinese male instead. after four rings, the older fortunately pick up. "what's up?"

"i'm here. where you at?"

"we're near the— oh, i saw you!" he heard yixing said, "nine o'clock." sehun turns to the said direction and immediately lock-eyes with zhang yixing who still has his phone on his ear, a dimpled smile on display and sehun subtly skim over his overall physics. he's wearing a pair of cropped gray loose pants, white tee, and a denim jacket. as handsome as ever.

still on the line, yixing greets him with a, "hi." the two of them still standing meters apart. sehun almost let out a mewl at how cute that is.

he lets out a huge grin as he responses, "hi." the gray haired ended the call before making his way towards yixing, seeing familiar heads behind him. minseok is the first one to notice him after yixing.

"look who decided to come."

"why are you here?"

"which moron invited this loser?"