Kyungsoo knew the importance of proper rest and nutrition in order to maintain good health - and in the times of harsh training, yes, it was indeed important. He knew all of that very well, he was the one who kept his other five group members in check afterall, but to also get through training, Kyungsoo did need his lyric sheets. As one of the vocalists in the hopefully soon-to-debut group, he worked hard to perfect lyrics and the tone of his voice. But without those particular words, hell, what was the point. He let out a frustrated groan, his hands placing themselves on his waist as he looked around. The sky blue wallpaper, decorated with realisticly fluffy clouds, adorned the walls of the infamous SM practice room.
"Maybe I can borrow Baekhyun's...or share..." He turned, hearing the door of the practice room open, revealing the dancing machine himself. "Oh, Jongin-ah. Hello."
"Kyungsoo hyung?" Jongin stopped short after prying the heavy door open. At such an hour, he really hadn't expected anyone to be in the room, nevermind one of his own band members. He blinked, just staring at the vocalist for a few moments before shaking himself out of his daze and closing the door behind him. He played with the hem of his T-shirt.
"What are you doing here? If you're practicing, I can.. I can wait for you to be done."
"N-No, I...ah...was just searching for something. My own sheets for the lyrics to What Is Love." Kyungsoo sent him a polite smile, the heart-shaped one that he was famous for, as he turned to glance around the room a bit awkwardly. He wanted to scold the younger boy for being up so late, and seemingly having the intention of practicing, but if he was down here Jongin probably recieved permission. The vocalist simply wished that he didn't work too hard during these days - he possibly got the least amount of sleep, save for Joonmyeon.
"But...you're going to practice? Do you mind if I watch?" He asked softly, burying his hands in the pockets of his sweatshirt. Kyungsoo loved how Jongin danced; he admired how talented he was, especially with his age.
Jongin licked his lips as he thought, shifting his weight from foot to foot. He tried not to show his smile too eagerly. After all; dancing was his life, his soul and his everything. And what was a dancer without an audience?
"Of course you can, hyung." Jongin looked over at Kyungsoo shyly as he walked over to the music player and shuffled through the mix CDs until he found the one simply labeled 'EXO'. He placed it into the tray and automatically skipped to track three. He skittered to the middle of the practice room, counting the beats of the silence before the track and listened for the cue of Wu Fan's voice to begin.
Jongin looked up at Kyungsoo, face both curious and a little bit serious. "Hyung, before SM accepted me, I'd been studying music and dance for years... Since I was a child. I've heard a lot of songs, a lot of voices. I mean what I said about yours..." He rolled lazily onto his back, still using the elder's thigh as a pillow but now looking up at him. Jongin heaved a little sigh. "I wish they wouldn't put so much emphasis on my provocative dancing sometimes, to be honest. Dancing is sensual, bodies are sensual but that's not... Not always who I am. That's what I meant before when I said I'm not sure who I am anymore..."
Kyungsoo nodded, understanding what Jongin had said. He was simply confused about who he was and what he was supposed to do. "In truth, seeing you dance provocatively is a bit...erm...interesting. But, anyways, you /are/ just a kid. They're pressuring you into being someone you aren't always comfortable with being. It's hard to explain, but you aren't Kai, but yet, you are. Kai loves dancing, Jongin loves dancing, albeit different styles." He sent him another tiny smile.
"I wonder if it's something I'll learn to love. If not love, then at least warm up to I guess... I'll have to if we're going to be successful, right?" He stared up into Kyungsoo's wide eyes. "I just don't want to forget what it's like to be Jongin after we debut."
"And... What did you mean by, it's 'interesting'...?"
Kyungsoo nodded as he listened to Jongin, though his cheeks flushed a vibrant red as his smile turned nervous and slightly awkward. "Ah, um, nothing! Nothing, forget I said anything!" The vocalist's eyes darted around the room, trying to avoid Jongin's at all costs.
"Weren't you the one who told me a little while ago, that no one is perfect?" Jongin said quietly. There was a stabbing pain in his chest and he had no idea what to do about it. He let his hand slip from Kyungsoo's shoulder and traced his finger over the patterns in the elder's comforter. He sniffled and looked up to the ceiling. "While maybe.. Things could have been said differently, and I could have made smarter decisions, hyung... I-I don't regret falling in love with you." Jongin rubbed the back of his head, nearly drowning in his thoughts.
"I can't tell you what to do, Kyungsoo hyung, but if there's only one thing you don't give up on, please make that one thing EXO. We are one." He bit his lip, eyes darting between his companion curled up next to him and the door. Quietly, he stood and began making his way to the exit.
Kyungsoo was silent, eyes darting towards the dancer as he stood, the pressure next to him disappearing in an instant. It took a moment for the fact that Jongin was /leaving/ to register in his head, and he lifted a hand, reaching out for the younger boy. "Jongin-ah...please don't leave...not when I need you the most..." He murmured in a small voice. "I love you, Jongin-ah...please don't go..."
Halting in his steps, Jongin turned around carefully to look at Kyungsoo again. The pain in his chest intensified when he saw his hyung reaching out to him, looking so lost. He chewed on his bottom lip intensely, small teeth marks indenting the flesh.
"You don't want to be alone?" He asked very quietly. All the same, he retraced his steps and returned to the edge of Kyungsoo's bed.
Kyungsoo shook his head. "O-Of course not..." He shifted to face him, glancing down at his bed with a frown. "I...I just got frustrated, and I...I didn't know what else to do...I usually talk with Joonmyeon, but he's probably sleeping and I didn't have the ability to move because I was embarrassed and..." He sighed, his rambling beginning to get on his nerves before he sat up, leaning up to peck Jongin on the lips, remaining silent after he pulled away.
Holding tightly onto Kyungsoo's waist, Jongin leaned in for another kiss. He captured the elder's lips in his own, pressing them calmly together for just a moment, savoring the sparks building up in his chest. He opened his mouth a little, felt Kyungsoo's open too, and began tracing the contours of the singer's plump lips with his tongue.
A small whimper erupted from the singer's throat, his fingers curling up and balling inro fists as he grabbed the hem of the younger's shirt. Though the dancer hadn't done this before, the delicate tracing of his lips that Jongin did with his tongue made him rethink what he had said. After a moment, Kyungsoo had mustered up enough courage to peek his own tongue out, flicking it against Jongin's.
Jongin rewarded Kyungsoo's bravery with a happy squeak. He abandoned his process of tracing the elder's lips and instead turned his attention to teasing at his tongue. Excited, nearly giddy, to finally be kissing his vocalist, his actions became a little bolder. He began pressing his body against Kyungsoo's a little more firmly and dared to dart his own tongue into Kyungsoo's mouth.
The feeling of Jongin's tongue against his own inside his mouth made Kyungsoo moan softly, reluctantly pulling away and squeaking when he noticed the string of saliva that connected their tongues. He blushed, the room filling with soft pants as he gently tugged Jongin forward, leaning to lay on his back with a shy smile. Wordlessly, he pulled the younger into an open-mouthed kiss, his eyes closing.
"No no no, I didn't--!" Jongin bit his lip, rubbing the back of his neck wearily. "I, um. You just surprised me, really. I-I figured you were about to do something but I.. Wasn't expecting it to be your /mouth/ and..." He reached out to gently tug at Kyungsoo's wrist, prying his hand from his face. "I.. I /liked/ it, hyung."
"Y-You...expected it to be something else...?" Kyungsoo stammered, continuing to stare at Jongin. "I-If you...you want to just...get to it...we c-can...erm..." He glanced around awkwardly.
"Ah, no! Hyung, I didn't mean that either... I just thought you wanted to... You know. Just explore or whatever. I was just expecting your hands is all." Jongin sat up, teeth still worrying at his lip. He huffed a small laugh. "Looks like I ruined the mood this time, huh?"
"I admit, this is a bit awkward now..." Kyungsoo sheepishly confessed, sending the dancer a lopsided grin before nudging him onto his back again. He trailed downwards, resuming his previous position and licking at the tip again.
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Kyungsoo knew the importance of proper rest and nutrition in order to maintain good health - and in the times of harsh training, yes, it was indeed important. He knew all of that very well, he was the one who kept his other five group members in check afterall, but to also get through training, Kyungsoo did need his lyric sheets. As one of the vocalists in the hopefully soon-to-debut group, he worked hard to perfect lyrics and the tone of his voice. But without those particular words, hell, what was the point. He let out a frustrated groan, his hands placing themselves on his waist as he looked around. The sky blue wallpaper, decorated with realisticly fluffy clouds, adorned the walls of the infamous SM practice room.
"Maybe I can borrow Baekhyun's...or share..." He turned, hearing the door of the practice room open, revealing the dancing machine himself. "Oh, Jongin-ah. Hello."
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"What are you doing here? If you're practicing, I can.. I can wait for you to be done."
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"But...you're going to practice? Do you mind if I watch?" He asked softly, burying his hands in the pockets of his sweatshirt. Kyungsoo loved how Jongin danced; he admired how talented he was, especially with his age.
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"Of course you can, hyung." Jongin looked over at Kyungsoo shyly as he walked over to the music player and shuffled through the mix CDs until he found the one simply labeled 'EXO'. He placed it into the tray and automatically skipped to track three. He skittered to the middle of the practice room, counting the beats of the silence before the track and listened for the cue of Wu Fan's voice to begin.
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"And... What did you mean by, it's 'interesting'...?"
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"I can't tell you what to do, Kyungsoo hyung, but if there's only one thing you don't give up on, please make that one thing EXO. We are one." He bit his lip, eyes darting between his companion curled up next to him and the door. Quietly, he stood and began making his way to the exit.
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"You don't want to be alone?" He asked very quietly. All the same, he retraced his steps and returned to the edge of Kyungsoo's bed.
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