Bloom Ink [C.YJ & C.SB]

여섯

Time flies by really quickly and before you know it, the day of the festival is tomorrow. Yeonjun was back at the dance studio practising with his dance crew for the show tomorrow. Somehow, Yeonjun felt even more nervous for this show than any other shows or competition he has done before. 

It was totally not the case where he wanted to impress his soulmate, knowing the fact that he comes to the same school as he does. 

He was also definitely not upset when he didn't see that cute barista he saw the other day at the cafe today. 

"Maybe he's also busy preparing for the festival? But I don't even know if he's in my school." Yeonjun muttered to himself but it was loud enough for Wooyoung to hear. 

"Who's also busy preparing for the festival and not in our school?" Wooyoung pipes up from behind Yeonjun, successfully startling him. 

"Oh my fucking god, stop doing that!" Yeonjun whisper-yelled, clutching his chest, trying to recover from the scare. Wooyoung just laughs at his friend while Yeonjun glares at him. 

"Calm down bro. C'mon, let's get back to practice."

Practice resumed for another one and a half hours, and Yeonjun was burnt out. He immediately went on his knees after he hears the last beat of the song fade out. He slowly settles himself in a crossed-legged position, catching his breath as he wipes off his sweat and brushes his hair back. 

Wooyoung threw a bottle towards him, and he caught it nicely with his right hand. 

"Thanks." Yeonjun says and gulped down at least half of the bottle, until he hears Wooyoung asking him to calm down. 

"Ugh, that's much better." Yeonjun states, wiping his mouth with his shirt and his face still flushed with his blue hair sticking to his forehead and his shirt drenched in sweat. 

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"Gosh, why are all these things so bloody heavy?!" Soobin groans as he finally placed the last exhibit near the front of his booth. Since he was under the art club, he had to move several things down from the art room to the booth, like easels, a few stacks of paper and exhibits. And boy did his back hurt. 

"Hyung? Do you need help?" A familiar voice rang in Soobin ears. Soobin looked over and noticed that Beomgyu was in front of his booth, with his guitar bag strap sitting nicely on his right shoulder. 

"Nah, I'm good. I just finished up. You just got off practice?" Soobin asked, dusting his hands together and Beomgyu nodded at his question. 

"Where's the rest of your team? Aren't they supposed to be helping you out?"

"They already left. No worries they didn't leave me to do all the other stuff. They did their part too." 

"Good, because if they didn't, I would gladly slit their throats. And you're too kind for your own good sometimes hyung." Soobin chuckled at this. He couldn't say anything about it because it was true. Ever since middle school, he was always that extra helpful kid that eventually everyone takes advantage of to do things for them, because he didn't know to say no even though he didn't want to carry out any of the favours, in fear of not pleasing people and people hating him.

You could say that it was pretty much bullying, but Soobin just held it in. Unfortunately, his cousin also witnessed this but couldn't do much as he was a year younger and knew better to not mess with the seniors. But being the mischievous boy he is, he never did their work properly anyways. 

"Yes yes I know. I've changed a bit now you know, don't worry too much about me." Soobin cooed and ruffled Beomyu's hair in which he got a groan as a response. "Let's go home. I'm exhausted and I wanna get some rest. It's gonna be a long day tomorrow."

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double update cause im rewarding myself after the exam :D i'm scared that i'm going too fast askfhvs :/ but look at soobin's smile & wink uwuwu