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Park Chanyeol
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"Your turn, Jason!"
"It's Sehun. Se-Hun."
Chanyeol ignores him, instead he goes to the big mirror in Yifan's room and check himself out, winking at his own reflection and taking a bunch of pictures (featuring Sehun gagging in the background). Sehun admits, the guy looks good. Yifan has great taste in fashion. Well, he wants to be a designer anyway. And Sehun thinks he's gonna ace it. Chanyeol was wearing black trousers, a white formal shirt inside a black waistcoat and a black tie wrapped around his neck. Yifan also decided for him to wear a long white coat and a pair of orange tinted lens glasses, his black hair styled parted. Sehun wants to compliment his look but judging the way Chanyeol's admiring his own self right now, he's pretty sure he knows it already.
"Hey, Sehun, wear this." Yifan said with both his arms holding cloth hanger. Sehun takes them to lay them on his bed and wear them one by one. The texture feels nice against his skin. And yes, these are Yifan's. The older's kind enough to land the two of them his suits.
Once he was finished, Chanyeol lets out a slow whistle as he wriggle his eyebrows. "Your date's gonna be so into you." Sehun was dressed in a black button up with the top ones unbottened to reveal a bit of skin, matching black skinny jeans, and a black blazer. He has a peach colored flower on his breast pocket, and three gold necklaces dangling around his neck. The chains were his, not Yifan's. The dark color brings out his platinum blonde hair that he styled swept up, revealing his forehead.
Yifan hums while studying him, going from the root of his hair to his toe. "Something's missing." And then he goes back to his wardrobe before going back into his bedroom, holding a black stick with gold accent on its edge. "Here, use this too." Sehun takes the shiny stick from him, staring at it with awe.
"Woah, thanks, Ge."
"You're welcome. Now, our car is waiting." The oldest of the three said, motioning for them to follow him outside. Unlike the two who were wearing black and white, Yifan's wearing a white button up, matching dark blue blazer and trousers, a silky red tie, and a pair of glasses with gold frame. His hair was the same color as Chanyeol's, but styled into a comma. Sehun wonders how many women and men will ask for a dance to them.
That reminds him.
"Hey," Sehun said when he steps beside Chanyeol. "Tell him I won't dance. That'll just be weird." Sehun shudders at the thought of doing a slow dancing with a guy. It feels so weird. Not that Sehun's a homophobe or anything, if he is then he won't be friends with Chanyeol, who's a bisexual. He's just never done it with a guy and doesn't swing that way.
