Ship: Geonhak×Seoho
Type: Fluff
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Making sure he was at the right place, Seoho rang the bell. Youngjo opened the door and greeted him, "Hey! Come in." He took off his jacket and followed him through his large house. "Uh- I hope you don't mind but my neighbour is also there."
Seoho shook his head as they climbed up the stairs. He entered his room to see familiar faces. Hwanwoong waved and motioned for him to sit next to him. A tall, blonde boy came out of the washroom adjusting his shirt. "Geonhak-ah, this is Seoho." Geonhak didn't speak much and just gave him an acknowledging nod.
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"I'll go get my sister's skirt!" Youngjo exclaimed as he ran out of the room, visibly excited for Seoho's dare. "No way in hell am I wearing it!" He yelled back, only for it to fall on deaf ears, eliciting laughs from everyone including the shy Geonhak.
Dongju just teased him, "Well, you shouldn't have chosen dare." Seoho sighed internally regreting his choices as Youngjo marched in holding a pink miniskirt. Seoho stood up and ran towards him, hitting his back, "Yah! At least you could've got a different colour." The elder just ignored his comment and continued to laugh until tears had started to form, "What~ You'll look cute in it."
Walking out of the washroom, he didn't expect all of them to be holding their phones up, ready to capture this embarrassing moment. Well, all except one. Geonhak just stared at him as all the flashes off their phones went off. He didn't feel flustered because of the cameras, but instead of Geonhak's gaze right on him; unreadable but nevertheless the less had a sparkle.
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"Keonhee's counting!" Dongju announced while running away, knowing fully well that the older would start complaining any minute. He was immediately proven right.
"Wait! Why me?!" he whined, not wanting to be the seeker.
"Because you couldn't complete your dare, you loser," Seoho mocked him, still salty about his dare.
Seoho ran as soon as the counting started, but all the good places to hide had already been taken by others. He could hear Keonhee almost at the end and he panicked, not being able to find a hiding spot. He stood still, hopeless when he felt a hand wrap around his wrist, pulling him into a small storage room. Adjusting to the darkness, he could finally make out the person's face. "Geonh-" Before he could complete, his palm covered his mouth, silencing him. Even in the darkness, he saw him place his finger on his lips as he heard Keonhee's footsteps approaching.
Geonhak proceeded to pull him by his wrist, hiding behind the door as his arms cornered him, placed near the sides of his head. Seoho stared at him, but he was too busy shifting boxes towards the door with his legs to notice it.
Few moments later, the door swung open, but the shifted boxes stopped it, thereby blocking both of them off from Keonhee's view. "Ah! I thought I heard somebody would be here." Seoho's eyes now met directly with Geonhak's, his arms grabbing onto Seoho's waist tightly until the distance between their bodies was non-existant.
As soon as Keonhee closed the door, Seoho closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god!"
He expected Geonhak to let go, but instead, he felt his grip tighten, pulling him up as he leaned in, noses brushing each other, slotting their mouths together. Seoho was definitely surprised, but glad nonetheless. He wound his hand around Geonhak's neck, resting his wrists on his broad shoulders as he pulled him closer.
"I guess the game became Seven Minutes in Heaven," he giggled against their lips.
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So I'm planning on releasing all the really old chapters which I never got around to publishing cause I want to complete this book so look out out for really shitty writing for the next week:)
Stay safe and healthy!
Fighting!
~Anna R.
