The next day they went to the morning dance practice together. Kun was standing in the back row as always trying his best to be unnoticed by the coach. Jungwoo stopped next to Lucas, he was learning eagerly. Lucas observed how the boy's hair was jumping up and down in a fluffy way during each move. He was really good at dancing, it seemed the physical movement allowed him to focus enough to not to doze off from reality each few seconds.
During the break they sat on the floor at the end of the room, Kun was washing the sweat off his face with a towel.
He hasn't eaten much as he said he's on a diet, but Lucas knew some drugs were causing such side effects as lack of appetite.
"The choreography is really really hard," said Jungwoo placing his hand on Lucas's knee absentmindedly.
"You tell me," Kun sighed.
"Lucasy is doing great, Kun-hyeong is doing great," Jungwoo gave them thumbs up.
"Great? Thanks," Kun raised his brow. "At lest one person thinks I can dance," he winked to Lucas.
Lately Kun was also taking care of Jungwoo, who began to like him a lot. Lucas tired to keep his personal opinion about it for himself, Jungwoo was like able, he wasn't meaning anything in any bad way.
"When I first met Kun-hyeong he was like, who is this, and his eyes were like that," Jungwoo made a strange face.
"I had a bad day," muttered Kun hiding the water bottle in his bag. "We could go for a meal after practice," he looked at them.
"I've heard you on a diet," muttered Lucas.
"Really, diet? Kun-hyeong is on diet?" asked Jungwoo worried.
"Just saying, I'm not into cooking today," Kun shrugged.
"Who will pay for the food?" asked Lucas seriously.
He was out of money, the last savings in his old socks under his bed he was keeping just in case he need something, or a night ride to a club or to Stacy's.
"Jungwoo said he's inviting me for a meal," said Kun when Lucas looked up at him.
"Stop!" he said.
"What it's nice," Kun grinned.
"Puppies need clean cages," said Jungwoo smiling.
"What?" asked Kun.
"I've read a book."
"What book?" Kun was watching the boy in shock.
"I don't remember, this... my mind went puff," Jungwoo opened his hands.
"Your mind went blank?" asked Kun.
"Yes, puff, my mind went blank," Jungwoo nodded genuinely.
"So, I'm going for a meal with Jungwoo after practice, you can do whatever you like," muttered Kun gutting up as the coach came back.
"I have things to do," whispered Lucas grabbing his phone.
He pretended he's very busy writing then hid it in his pocket.
He got up checked on Jungwoo who was smiling to his shoe leaning his head to the side.
"Jungwoo, practice time, coach's back!" said Lucas.
Jungwoo nodded, he jumped up then joined him in front of the mirror.
Lucas felt a stare on him and he glanced up to meet the coach's judging eyes, why, he hasn't done anything bad today.
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