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Days pass without much happening. School gossip turns back to normal and slowly Semins thoughts calm down.
He did infact not talk to Junhyuk about it again. He wanted to, sometimes, but he didn‘t know what exactly he even wanted to say.
He liked the feeling of comfort that he gave him. And now that he doesn’t have any more deep reasons to talk to him, he’s growing kind of impatient. And on top of that, he suddenly gets nervous when being alone with Junhyuk.
They have always spend their time quiet together, not awkward, just comforting. But now Semin was itching to talk to him. About anything. And that pressure of trying to think about a topic was making him lose his mind. He didn’t want to take out the „boys liking boys“ thing again, because he was scared of finding out things about himself that he could not effort to find out right now.
So he started asking anything. Really, just everything that came to mind. He even started searching up „questions to get to know each other“ even though he was pretty sure he knew Junhyuk very well.
„If you weren’t an idol, what would you be right now?“
„What kind of animal do you think you are in another universe?“
„What’s a style you wanna try out in the future?“
He kept asking, and asking. He didn’t think Junhyuk would mind until he suddenly spoke up about it while recording a video. They were drawing some stuff on a white board, when Semin asks again. „Junhyuk, how many flights have you taken to Japan now?“ he asks, unaware of the camera behind them. „Not sure, i’ve lost count.“ he simply answers before stepping back and facing the camera. It was just then that Semin realised they were being filmed. „Just by asking that one Question, you interrupted me while I‘m drawing,…“ he says while looking back and forth between the camera and Semin. „..You make me stop whatever I‘m doing just to figure it out, wich is really annoying.“ he continues.
Annoying? He never thought about the questions bothering him, since he always answered. But now that he thought about it, it did make sense.
„He suddenly asks random questions at any time of the day making me stop whatever I‘m doing!“ Junhyuk exclaims before he starts listing examples of what he asked the last days.
It was making Semin kind of uncomfortable and embarrassed, because just know he’s realising how much he was actually asking. Maybe he has been a little desperate to talk to him.
„..But when i answer him he isn’t even listening anymore!“ Junhyuk lastly says wich makes Semin speak up now. „What are you talking about..!“ he says laughing but not looking up, still focused on drawing. „I bet everyone can relate to this, right Yoochan?“ Junhyuk turns to his older member, who wasn’t even listening but still mindlessly answering him „Yeah… relate to what?..“ he asks but no one is answering him.
Junhyuk couldn’t be more wrong though. Yes he does talk to his other members but that‘s just because he talks allot in general. He doesn’t have to think and push questions like he does with Junhyuk. Maybe it’s for the better if he doesn’t know that.
And maybe Semin should stop asking questions.
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If they don’t talk, they sometimes play mobile games. Brawl Stars to be exact. Although Junhyuk insists that he is better than Semin, they’re pretty much on the same level.
The school called in, saying due to some weather issues the first two classes are cancelled, but since they‘re already awake, they decided to play a little together. Aside from Wonbin and Minjae, none of the other members where awake, or at least havn’t left their room yet.
They both threw themselves on the couch in their shared living room. Semin was laying with his back on the floor, legs on the couch. Junhyuk was just sitting on it, leaning into its back.
They weren’t very lucky though, so they kept losing until Junhyuk spoke up. „Screw this stupid game!“ he says while letting his phone fall on the spot next to him. Semin also lowered his phone onto his chest now looking up at Junhyuk. His face showed some mild annoyance, though he didn’t seem to be actually mad.
Silence followed. Semin was starting to zone out looking at the ceiling, until Junhyuk suddenly spoke. „How come you always got some questions, until I‘m actually bored. Why are you so quiet all of a sudden? Shouldn’t you be asking me something right now?“ he asks. Semin turns his head to look at him, only to see that Junhyuk was already staring at him. The annoyance left his face completely, now replaced by confusion and something else Semin couldn’t quite name.
„Oh well…“ he starts awkwardly adverting his gaze, not being able to handle all this attention. Junhyuk kept looking at him. So he continued. „After what you said yesterday, while filming, i thought it may be bothering you? If it did, I‘m sorry.“ He drags his eyes back to Junhyuks again.
Junhyuk was slightly pouting now. He seems to think for some seconds before speaking again. „I don’t think it’s annoying. I mean, yeah, it sometimes catches me off guard, but i don’t mind it, really.“ He mumbles sitting up straight now, before leaning forward to face Semin a bit better.
Semin felt relieve flow into him, as he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. His silence seemed to worry Junhyuk, because now he slid of the couch, crouching next to Semin and leaning down a little bit. „You okay? Did what i said really bother you that much?“ He asks, growing seemingly nervous.
This made Semin giggle a bit before he props himself up on his elbows. This may have not been his best idea though, because now he and Junhyuk were way to close. Junhyuk seems to notice this too, his face growing slightly shocked before he straightens up again, awkwardly clearing his throat.
„Yes I‘m okay, don’t worry. I just don’t wanna burden you or anything.“ Semin says smiling and changing his position so now hes sitting crosslegged in front of Junhyuk, leaning his side against the couch. „But if you’re not bothered by it, them i‘ll gladly keep going.“
This seems to reassure Junhyuk, the tension leaving his body, as a laugh bubbles up his throat. „Okay that’s good.“ he says smiling. They just look at each other for some seconds before they get interrupted by someone entering the room.
„What are you two doing..?“ Wonbin asks, raising an eyebrow. „Actually, don’t bother, just keep going“ he says before taking something from the kitchen counter and leaving the room.
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So Semin started asking again. And slowly Junyhuk started asking questions aswell.
But his questions were… different.
Semin asked questions about hobbies, preferences and random things.
Junhyuk asked personal stuff. Like „When‘d you get your first girlfriend?“ or „Is there a girl in your class you like?“
Semin didn’t understand why he was asking that, so he always responded in a similar way. „W-what are you talking about?..“ he says, completely caught off guard. Because Junhyuks timing wasn’t just as bad as Semins, it was worse. It didn’t feel like he was actually thinking about the questions beforehand.
So Semin once asked. „Why are you always asking me such weird questions? Is this some kind of revenge?“ he asks, his voice laced with humour. „Because your reaction is funny.“ is all that Junhyuk says, before smirking and turning back to his phone.
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Semins next question may have been a little stupid.
He was very tired and exhausted. In this state, he tends to either speak a lot of bullshit or not speak at all. Today it was the first option.
Semin, Junhyuk and Yonghoon were at the practice room, going over some dance details. Except from Wonbin, the other three members already left a couple of minutes ago. Wonbin was currently just outside the room, monitoring some stuff. Suddenly he opens the door and sticks his head in, looking around.
„Yonghoon, can you come outside real quick?“ he orders as he spots him. Yonghoon says his quick goodbyes, assuring them he‘ll be right back, as he walks towards the door. The door closes with a click, leaving the music be the only sound left echoing in the, rather dark, room.
Semin groans as he stretches, while Junhyuk walks over to turn down the music, making it fade into the background noise mixed with the low sound of the fan, standing in the opposite corner.
Semin takes out his phone as he slides down a wall, letting his body rest. Short after, Junyhuk follows picking up two water bottles, handing Semin one of them as he slides down next to him.
The room is filled with the sounds of their quick breaths and eventual sighs, as they scroll on their phone, feeling the heat radiating from each other.
A few minutes pass before Semin decides he is too tired to use his mind right now, so he puts his phone away, sliding down the wall completely. He is now laying on the cool floor, his hands resting on his chest as he looks up at the ceiling.
He feels his eyes drift over to Junhyuk more often than not, so he gives in and turns his whole attention onto him. Junyhuk doesn‘t seem to notice due to his whole attention being on his phone. Semin‘s curious, so he sneaks a glance at what he’s doing.
He‘s texting someone, it seems like a girl. Squinting his eyes, Semin thinks her name is Jiwoo. They are typing rather fast and Semin‘s to lazy to read what they are talking about.
Instead of just minding his business, Semins rambling takes over. He asks, the probably most stupid question he has asked yet, since he knew the answer anyways.
„Is that your girlfriend?“
Junhyuk halts. His fingers freeze for a second before they slowly starts typing again. He tilts his head, side glancing in Semins direction. „What do you think?“ he simply asks, clearly unbothered.
Semin pushes himself up so he’s sitting, sliding closer, until he‘s practically pressed again Junhyuk as he inspects his phone. He looks at the girls profile picture. It’s the girl that’s always with Junhyuk at school.
„Oh it’s her. I‘ve seen her at school with you. She’s really pretty. You two seem close.“ he states, tilting his head and slightly backing off, but only so much that their shoulders are still touching.
„Yeah? Are you jealous?“ Junhyuk asks, typing out his last text, before he turns off his phone and turns his whole attention onto Semin. This makes Semin nervous again. He doesn’t know why but his attention makes him wanna disappear into thin air. He almost forgets the question.
„Huh, jealous? Of her?“ he asks, unaware of what he just implied. Junhyuks eyes widen for a second before his surprised expression gets replaced by a growing smirk. „Jealous of Jiwoon? I was actually talking about you being jealous of me, because you just said she’s pretty, but that works aswell.“ Junhyuk says his smirk still growing as he jokingly winks at him.
Huh. What is this?
Semin feels a flush creeping up his neck, as his throat goes dry. He was feeling way to nervous for this to be a joke.
He quickly looks aways, laughing it off. „T-that’s not what i ment..“ He says, still feeling Junhyuks eyes burning holes into his head.
„Okay sure, if you say so.“ Junhyuk says, his smile audible as he hums in satisfaction.
Semin tsks, as he starts picking at his nails turning away from the giggling boy next to him.
Suddenly the door opens as both Yonghoon and Wonbin enter. They seem to be oblivious to the tension the room held before they entered and Semin has never been more happy to see them. Junhyuk stands up, offering him a hand. „She‘ll never be as close to me as you are.“ he says, quiet enough for only Semin to hear.
Semins heart skips a beat. He swallows as he takes his hand, trying his best not to let it show. Junhyuk seems to notice because he smiles at him before turning around.
The next hour Semins heart was racing because of reasons that had nothing to do with dancing.