The Spring Dance

Six

There wasn't anyone in the gym when he walked in. he thought maybe he'd get the day off. But of course, soon after a group of guys came running in. they were throwing a small ball around, the tallest of the group catching it. It was the same guy from the other day, who he told not to give him anything to do. He listened, and instead chose to glare at him when he said something snarky.

Wooseok wasn't going to say he thought he was pretty cute, because it seemed as though he hated him. And Wooseok definitely wasn't going to change that, by saying he had a nice ass. Because then the boy would most likely slap him. He was sitting against the wall, tapping his foot on the floor. They were bringing some boxes in, when he saw the boy struggling.

He was carrying a box that looked like it was half his size, and twice as heavy. He couldn't help how he stood up and ran to help him. The boy raised his brow at him, confusion clear on his face. Wooseok didn't say anything, just helped him carry it across the gym. He saw the way the boys all stared at him, with their mouths slightly falling open. When they set the box down, the boy turned, walking to get another.

Wooseok sat back on the floor, messing with the wall. He had managed to scrape a W on the wall, when he heard voices talking. "Go home, Hyunggu. I'm fine. I don't have anything to do anyways." he looked up, finding that the voice belonged to the boy.

"I don't want you to stay alone." The boy smiled at him softly, pulling him into a hug.

"I'll be fine. After this, i'll probably get some food then go home." he saw the smaller look at him with worry.

"Did you eat yesterday?" Wooseok furrowed his brows. Shouldn't he be worried about eating this morning, not yesterday?

"Yes, don't worry about me. Now go, i'll be fine." The smaller shook his head, not letting him go. Wooseok scoffed, turning around. It was like they were a couple, and he didn't want to see that. The smaller boy had finally left, the rest of the boys clearing out. The only one left was the one that hated Wooseok.

He watched him, seeing him trying to lift some boxes. Wooseok got up, walking over to him. He helped with the box, making the other almost jump. "Oh, my god. I thought I was the only one here." he said, letting out a sigh. Wooseok only looked at him. He looked away, lifting the box.

They had lifted more than half of them together, without saying a word to each other. Wooseok only stared at him, taking in his features up close. "Is there something on my face?" Wooseok blinked, looking at him right.

"Huh?" the other scoffed, shaking his head.

"Nothing." he said. He turned away, walking over to another box. Wooseok opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. He'd never been in this sort of situation before.

"Hey, ugh...sorry. For the other day." The boy shrugged, putting the box on top of another.

"What happened the other day?" his deep voice surprised Wooseok. He thought he had a deep voice.

"When I told you not to give me anything to do." he only nodded, not looking at him.

"It's fine." Wooseok sighed. This boy didn't know how to make conversation, did he?

"So, ugh...What's your name?" the boy furrowed his brows, looking back at him. Wooseok crossed his arms over his chest, staring at him.

"Why do you want to know?" Wooseok scoffed, looking around.

"Because I want to know who i'm working with." The boy laughed, turning to face him.

"We are not working together. You're supposed to be gone." Wooseok rolled his eyes.