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yixing watch as the younger walks to who knows where, seeing the younger's face churn as if he is pissed with something. it was clear on his face. "the bathroom is not that way, hun-ah." yixing lets out a small smile in amusement.
sehun halts on his track, only now realizing someone is behind him. he can't find a word to say to the older, feeling his gaze burning holes to the back of his head. he can feel the heavy stare even if he didn't see it. he slap his self mentally, embarrassed on how the owner of the house caught his lie.
he didn't say anything as he continues to walk, doesn't have a destination in his mind but if he finds an empty room he's planning to stay there. away from them. especially the dimpled boy.
yixing can feel it. he knows the youngers is mad at him, but for what reason he doesn't know. he doesn't want the younger to be mad, and definietly doesn't want to be the reason. he wants to be the reason the blonde is happy, not the other way.
"where are you going?" yixing find himself questioning, having enough of the silent treatment. but the younger doesn't answer him. he continues to walk as if yixing isn't behind him talking to him. sehun sees a white door opened wide, revealing the room behind it. he looks inside only to find a bedroom.
he can sees the guitar beside the bed along with a wooden ukulele. he concludes that this- "this is my room." -his room, sehun thought at the same time yixing told him. "are you okay?" yixing sits on the white sheet of the bed, sehun avoids the dark captivating eyes. cause he knows when he stare back he won't be able to tear his gaze away. that's zhang yixing to him. he always trapped him in his gaze.
"do i look like i'm not?" sehun asked, eyes staring at yixing's colection of guitar picks. his eyes catch the shiny one, he picks it up with his index and thumb.
"that's a pick for bass." he heard yixing said. he nods once as he put the pick back on its original place. he notices how yixing really loves music. from the studio and his music collection.
his eyes drift to the wall, seeing photographs hanging on it with different shape, like polaroids for example. he sees an old photo, so he leans closer to have a better look. the boy on the right has a dimple and looks like yixing with a long hair, so he concluded it is him. but he doesn't know the boy on his left who has his feet on yixing's thigh. yixing was sitting on a couch, while the boy is lying down showing a peace sign and a smirk. opposite of yixing who offered a warm smile and his left eyebrow raised up.
"is this baekhyun?" sehun asked after he notices some of the photographs are photos of him and baekhyun. some old and some were taken recently. sehun would be lying if he said baekhyun and yixing aren't attractive in their teenager state. they just got more good looking and mature now.
yixing replies with his usual soft voice, "yeah. that one was taken in here." he chuckles suddenly, catching sehun's attention and failed his mission on not look back at yixing. "he planned a birthday party for me that time, but he forgot to invite me to the party. so after the party ended he immediately went here with cake and all."
