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Jongin slept peacefully; his hazelnut hair falling onto one side of his head as he leant to one side. His arm laid lazily underneath his head, most likely numb but because he was asleep nothing really mattered. He was peaceful, he looked peaceful. His chocolate eyes shut and resting, his tanned skin looking amazing against the white sheets and Sehun couldn't help but feel blessed. For some reason, this night Sehun couldn't stop gazing towards his boyfriend in front of him. Maybe it's because the streetlight outside their apartment seemed to shine over through the window just perfectly enough, that it seemed to illuminate Jongin's presence. Or maybe because he just looked so serene, so pure and out of touch from out of this world, he didn't know. As his arm hanged loosely round the others hip, and Sehun's hand ran softly through Jongin's hair, he remembered how he got to be in the place where he was right now.
Both of them being dancers, it seemed only fitting they met coincidentally on the dance floor in some low rate night club which was near campus. It was a run down place, the lights not bold enough to make it feel anything more than a few flashing lights and the bar selling to anyone really, unless they looked really young. Sehun came with friends, but he danced alone. The movements taking over his body and the only thing he could concentrate on was the beat; that was until, he bumped into someone.
Normally that isn't a problem, it's a dance floor after all and everyone is bumping into everyone. But this time it wasn't just a bump, as he stepped back he trod onto someone foot making that person fall down and drag Sehun with him. Disaster, right? No one seemed to notice that there were two people lying on the floor, only dancing around them.
"I am so sorry!", Sehun basically shouted, partly from panic but also from the music being played from the loudest speakers.
"Don't be", The other person shouted just the same, looking up to Sehun from where he landed on top. "I'm sorry too!"
Sehun couldn't stop staring at the guys face, they met in the dark as the lights couldn't shine through the bodies of college students but somehow Sehun could already see this guy was beautiful. Totally immersed into his face, Sehun forgot to reply.
"Sorry! I completely zoned out", Sehun quickly shook himself out of it, standing up as quick as the flashing lights and holding his hand out for the other to grab onto. He did, and soon enough they were standing face to face to each other.
The other simply shared a smile, after an attempt to wipe his back. "I'm Jongin."
"Sehun", Sehun tried to smile back, but he was still in complete and utter shock at the attractiveness of this man.
"I should probably find my friends", Jongin goes to walk away, but seems as if he can't help but turn around again. "But would you- I mean, do you want to dance?"
It's awkward and cringey but Sehun can't help but feel lightened up, he nods in reply. The dancing is nothing too serious, just simple things you would see from two almost drunk boys who loved to dance.
"You're really good!", An intoxicated Sehun giggles, the both had been back and forth to the bar a few too many times to the point where dancing just became silly gestures which were hilarious to the other. They danced the night away, it falling to about two in the morning and they had definitely drank too much, Jongin being three over his normal amount and Sehun being four. Just being with each other and dancing and being happy made Sehun feel as if he was enough, and he didn't want that feeling of butterflies to ever leave his stomach.
Drinking too much always leads to something going a bit, messy. Their friends had obviously left them, after all they had each other and a phone if anything was too serious. This lead them to trying to make it back to campus on their own, leaning off each other and giggling about simple things, bad jokes becoming really bad jokes which were endlessly funny to the point where they couldn't even look each other in the eyes without laughing. But here came the bad part, which was most likely expected if they had working minds at the time; but neither of the two drunk kids did.
Jongin was a light weight in all honesty, his body wasn't used to holding this much beer inside of him and it didn't like that. It was as if his stomach had pressed an eject button, and suddenly Jongin detached himself from Sehun to run towards a trash can, throwing up anything inside of him. Sehun quickly trailed behind, standing behind him and patting his back.
"There there", Sehun looking as if he was petting an animal, talking like he was to a baby.
Jongin, unable to reply continued to throw up, mumbling a few words here and there as he stood limply against the trash can. The taller boy moved and held the boys fringe up off his forehead, Sehun with a conscious brain knew this wouldn't help with any matters really, but Drunks Sehun thought this was the best thing he could do.
"Sehun", Jongin spoke just after he threw up one last time, still facing towards the sick smelling strays can. "You should come home with me tonight."
"I don't think so", Sehun used his free hand to pat him on the back lightly, soothingly. "You should rest."
Then, Jongin smiled over your shoulder and looked flawless. Even though there was a bit of sick on his chin which was disgusting, or that he looked half dead, he still looked perfect to Sehun. For a minute, Sehun was stone-cold sober, he couldn't believe the situation what he was in right now and it was overwhelming, a good overwhelming feeling settled in his heart and mind and chest and fuck he could only think about Jongin.
The emptied boy was pulled closer to Sehun's chest, he didn't mind if he smelt a bit funky and was just retching everything inside of him out just a second ago, Sehun just needs to hold him right now.
"Sehun", Jongin mumbled into the crook of Sehun's neck, the heat from his breathe hitting his neck which sent a shiver over his bed. "Can you stay over?"
Sehun laughed, Jongin was really out of it, wasn't he? "I already told you", Sehun spoke with a little smile formed on his face. "I think that you should get some rest."
Looking back at that memory reminded Sehun of how far they had come, from dancing in a club and Jongin vomiting god knows how many times, to living together and Sehun being able to love Jongin with everything he had.
Sehun came to realise he knew he loved Jongin from that night, even if Jongin never knew because Sehun was too worried if he made any move he would ruin the friendship they had, he played it cool because he was scared of letting go and loosing Jongin. From that moment, he knew he needed him but he never showed, the butterflies that entered and fluttered in Sehun's stomach that night nested and never left.
Looking at Jongin as the streetlight gleams the white light through, Sehun decided something.
"I know you won't hear this", He whispered and smiled, running a hand over Jongin's cheek. "But, I wanna stay with you until we're grey and old."
Jongin moved lightly, the touch causing him to stir in his sleep yet he still looked peaceful. Sehun moved his hand away and back to the back of his head to play with the brown hair he just had his hand in.