All That Jazz

About Skirts and Phone Numbers

The air was hot, the room was filled with low grunts. The clicking of metal was heard from outside but Jongho was the only one in the gym at this point. He was working out for an hour already. He loved to push himself over his own limits. That didn't always was a good idea but he always felt good afterwards. It made him feel good to know that he was good in something.

Jongho let go of the machine he was working out on, stood up and went to get his water bottle. While was chucking down the water he searched for his phone in his bag, pulling it out and opening it. He almost spit out the rest water that was still in his mouth when he saw the time. 4:43PM. He was supposed to meet Hongjoong in two minutes in front of the gym hall. He pulled out a towel, dabbing at his neck and face before he looked down on himself. He was sweaty all over and even after changing he would still smell badly. Damn his pheromones and his nature of sweating a lot.

He quickly went into the changing room, getting rid of his workout clothes and threw over his hoodie and jogging pants he had worn on the way to the gym. Maybe he should have worn something more presentable but he had no time to go back and change before meeting the older. Jongho tried to neutralize his smell as best as he could with deodorant before he took all his stuff and stormed out of the gym to the hall entrance. He already saw Hongjoong through the glass door of the main entrance.

He stopped in front of it, knocking on the glass. Hongjoong flinched before turning around, smiling at the younger. Jongho held open the door for his hyung, who went in to hug the younger but Jongho stopped him.

"I literally finished working out two minutes ago, I swear, you don't wanna hug me." The older giggled cutely and leaned in to sniff Jongho. The younger couldn't help but roll his eyes when Hongjoong scrunched his nose at the smell. "I told you its bad."

"Well at least you know you worked hard when you smell like this." He patted the younger's shoulder before he went into the changing room. "You can wait for me in the hall", the older looked over his shoulder and smiled before he turned around and disappeared behind the wooden door. Jongho smiled as well, even though the older couldn't see it anymore, and went inside the hall. Luckily, Hongjoong always was the first to appear so he was still alone in the gym hall. He placed his bag down on one of the benches before he let himself fall next to it, leaning against the wall behind him. He took his water bottle out again, finishing it. Maybe he did do a bit too much this time. After there was no water left he pushed the bottle back into his bag, closing his eyes. cheerleading practice was around two hours, he had to bite through it. For Hongjoong.

"Aw, pumpkin, are you tired?" Jongho's lips curled into a smirk before he opened his eyes, looking up to Hongjoong who was now next to him, placing his bag next to Jongho's. He stood with his arms folded behind his back, probably already starting to stretch. He was wearing almost no makeup. Jongho assumed that he only wore some concealer and mascara, as he always did at practice. Hongjoong couldn't leave the flat with no makeup at all. But there was something different on Hongjoong. Normally the boys in cheerleading would wear pants, he saw Hongjoongs uniform before. But he was standing in front of him in a skirt. The skirt was as red as his hair, fitting to the red and white top, and went shortly over his knees. Jongho's eyes widened.

"Hyung, since when do you wear skirts for practice?" Hongjoong, who had his upper body twisted backwards to stretch, turned back to face Jongho, looking down on himself before smiling at the younger again. "Do you like it? I wanted to try it for so long but I never came around to actually do it. And the skirts have safety pants sewed in them so it was not hard to tuck everything where it could stay." Jongho blushed as Hongjoong talked about tucking his...lower area but quickly shook his head to get out of his trance. "It looks nice, hyung. It fits you a lot. You wanna wear the skirt at the competition as well?" The smaller sat next to Jongho and leaned his arms on his shoulder, lying his head atop of them. "Hm, I have to see how it will go at practice and will decide later. But I'm happy you like it." Jongho looked at the older when he didn't continue saying something, seeing him blush. Jongho raised an eyebrow. "Whats up?"