In front of the dance revolution machine, Sehun squinted his eyes and turned, “don’t give in to me.” He said.
Head faced in front, Luhan said, “this might just be an ideal excuse. If you win, in the future tell the public that I gave in to you and not that I wasn’t good enough.”
“You are facing death so please cut the juvenilities.” Sehun pouted.
“Who said I was going to die,” Luhan warmed up, “although I’m just a few years older than you, that doesn’t mean I’m not as agile.”
“You are the most shameless senior I have met.” Sehun shook his head.
“You are the most arrogant youngest of age I have ever seen.” Luhan smiled and commented.
“Shall we start?” Luhan turned to Sehun, “You better do your best, there has never been once you’ve won against me in games.”
“You have no say.” Sehun avoided the eye contact, “why did your parents send you to Korea, meeting you was the unluckiest thing that has happened to me in my life.”
“My parents didn’t send me to Korea,” Luhan giggled, ''they had disdains towards this place, I came on my own accord.”
“Ha, that sure has been …..” Sehun lowered his head, his sentence line dangled halfway through. He didn’t complete his sentence, and Luhan hung his head down too.
After a few seconds of silence, Luhan smiled and said to Sehun, “When you get the water, don’t forget to make me a cup of bubble tea.”
“There is no milk …....” Sehun set his gaze towards the front, “and no tea.”
“Then …....” Luhan kept his head hung down, “make it when you get out.” He smiled as he removed the liebe ring on his middle finger, “This thing revolves, go play with it.”
Sehun picked up the ring, “You haven’t figured it out.”
“I am not an expert at figuring puzzles ….” Luhan laughed, “You play with it.”
Sehun nodded and received it, wearing it on his middle finger.
At which point will your life start counting down; you will never know.
Both parties were obviously clueless at the kneeling method of playing. Although frantically using their hands in replacement of their knees to cover up the faults, their rhythms still remained a mess. Not even halfway through the game, the mistake indication level continuously accumulated causing Sehun’s screen to glow with red light and subsequently, Luhan’s red light flashed too.
“Luhan can’t continue anymore.” Yixing sat on the ground and shook his head, “He is all messed up.” Jongin who stood on the opposite side yelled at Sehun, “Don’t panic! Take it slow and don’t mess up!”
They all seemed to be helping the wrong people.
As the room for mistakes gradually decreased, both parties maintained in their kneeling position, panting incoherently, not allowing their line of sight to leave the screen at all. The odd music reverberated solely through the silent living room, the situation from both sides deteriorated rapidly, living just the tiniest chances for mistakes.
Everyone maintained the deafening silence.
Suddenly, Luhan stood up and changed his methods of gaming; using his feet to stamp. The chaotic situation of his took a rapid turn for good and his mistake level started maintaining constant.
Indeed, the dance revolution machine had no idea if the knee or feet was coming into contact.
Sehun astonishingly turned to look at Luhan, unaware of the situation but as he hurriedly turned back to face the screen again, his mistakes level had reached 0.
The ground of the dance revolution machine retracted to it’s two sides revealing a hole in the ground, he fell straight through with no preparations and then I heard two low and deep crashing sounds.
