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one.
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"You've gotten closer with each other, hyungs."
Lee Sejin turned to Kwon Heeseung, the man Moondae once called Gold 2 which Sejin had made fun of him for. He controlled his expression, the confusion he felt not outwardly showing. It was something he picked up from being a trainee for a few years, a survival show contestant next, and finally, refined from being an idol. It was a skill he valued just as much as his dancing.
Sejin looked down at the pink mane of hair currently leaning against his chest before looking back up at Heeseung.
Sejin smiled. "Hm? We've always been close though? Right, Moondae-moondae?"
Park Moondae clicked his tongue in annoyance, the way Sejin expected him to. Sejin just loved getting a rise out of him.
"Stop talking nonsense." Park Moondae then tried to push off of Sejin but he had expected that too, so he only tightened his arms around the shorter man's waist, placing his chin firmly on that pink head.
"Haha. What nonsense?"
Park Moondae shook his head in exasperation before elbowing him right below the ribs. "Let me go. I'm going to the bathroom."
He squeezed Moondae once before complying, following the other's form with his eyes as he got up from the couch and disappeared out of the waiting room.
When he looked back at Kwon Heeseung, the other idol had a funny look on his face. "What?"
"You're really comfortable with each other. Does it come with being in the same idol group for a few years?" His junior tilted his head as if he was seriously considering it. Lee Sejin did not know where he was going with this but he played along.
"Maybe." He shrugged good-naturedly. "Why? Is our Heeseung not getting along with his members?" Sejin teased.
The other idol immediately shook his head, flustered. "Oh, no no. Nothing like that. We're friendly. It's just, how do I say this? You guys have this— intimacy ? Is that the right word? I mean, I can't imagine sitting on my member's lap when the cameras aren't even on." Kwon Heeseung laughed lightly as if embarrassed by his own words.
Sejin's smile dimmed a bit before he caught himself. His eyes flickered to the other Testar members spread around the waiting room, getting their makeup done or doing their own thing.
He hummed. "I guess you just become comfortable with each other as time passes." He gave a short answer, trying to ignore the prickle of unease he felt at the other's observation of what Sejin had thought was normal between friends like him and Park Moondae.
It's normal, right? We're just close friends.
Lee Sejin shook those unnecessary thoughts away, confused as to why he was so shocked by such innocent words from his junior. Instead, he just defaulted into his usual expression: a smile.
"I see." Heeseung nodded once. He looked like he wanted to say more but his manager came in to fetch him.
The harried manager bowed to Testar before addressing the Spacer member. "I'm sorry for the intrusion. Heeseung-ssi, you're up in 15 minutes."
"Oh, yes!" Heeseung stood up quickly. "Hyung, I'm going! It was nice catching up!"
Lee Sejin waved him off as the junior idol bowed quickly to the other Testar members before leaving with his manager. He lowered his hand slowly, mind inexplicably in turmoil.
"Sejin-ah?" He snapped his head up when he heard Ryu Chungwoo's voice calling out to him. Testar's leader was getting his mic adjusted. "Are you okay?"
Sejin shook his head as if to clear it. "Yes, hyung. I'm fine."
Chungwoo looked at him for a beat longer before nodding. "Tell me if you feel any discomfort."
"What? Are you hurt?"
Ah. Moondae was back. And of course, that was his first assumption. Sejin took in the small, barely-there furrow of his brows and knew that the other was worried. Moondae could pretend that he didn't care about anything as much as he liked, but Sejin knew he cared the most out of all of them. It made his heart feel warm.
"No. I'm fine~ Thank you for worrying about me though, Moondae-moondae."
Sejin laughed at how the other's eyes twitched, the expression on his face the one where he's trying not to punch him.
"Did Kwon Heeseung leave?" Park Moondae asked instead, visibly reeling in his violent impulses.
"Yeah, with his manager."
Park Moondae sat back down next to him on the couch which Lee Sejin took as an open invitation to lean his head on his shoulder, ignoring the other's grumbling. It was half-hearted, anyways. Soon, Park Moondae was fidgeting with his phone with one hand while his other hand pulled at Sejin's hair now and again. Just enough to not mess it up.
They stayed like that until they were called to go up the stage. And by then, Sejin had forgotten all about his conversation with Heeseung.
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two.
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"Moondae-moondae!"
Lee Sejin barged into the other's room and he heard Park Moondae click his tongue. He met eyes with Moondae's roommate, Ryu Chungwoo, who was doing stretches.
"Ah, hyung."
"Don't mind me." Ryu Chungwoo smiled and continued his routine. Lee Sejin returned the smile and continued on his way to Park Moondae who was resting on his bed.
The closer he got, the more the other's frown deepened and Lee Sejin's grin widened. "What?" Moondae snapped when he lay down on his side next to him, propping his head up with a hand on his chin.
"Your issue is out!" He announced cheerfully, eyes sparkling in mischief as he waved his other hand holding a magazine with Park Moondae on the cover. The smaller man seemed to freeze for a bit before he shoved him away. "Ow! Be nice to me."
"Shut up. Give me that."
"Nooo~" Sejin whined exaggeratedly, wiggling away from Moondae's grabbing hands. "Let's look at it together!"
The other looked like he was going to suffocate him with a pillow. Sejin grinned wildly and raised the magazine with a flourish.
The cover of the magazine was of Park Moondae on the bed wearing a loose pair of jeans and a slightly oversized cashmere sweater that showcased his defined collarbones as he leaned slightly back against the headboard. His blond hair was tousled artfully, and half-hooded amber eyes stared directly at the camera. "Moondae-moondae, look at you being all cool and mysterious!"
Park Moondae stood up suddenly, fists clenched by his sides. "I'm going out!"
Lee Sejin dragged him down by the arm, laughing. "Aw, don't be like that! Let's look at it more!"
Sejin flopped himself over the other's sprawled form, chest to stomach, as he started to flip through the magazine. Park Moondae squirmed a bit before fully submitting himself to being a human body pillow. (Of course, Lee Sejin made sure he wasn't putting his full weight on the smaller idol.) He started an exaggerated commentary for the section with Moondae's spreads, ignoring the other's grumbling.
"Park Moondae! Look at that pose, that gaze! So handsome, Moondae-moondae~!"
"Get off!"
"Nope! I have to appreciate supermodel Moondae fully! I'm your fan, you know? I thought you were weak to your fans? Hm? Hmmm ?" He looked up at Moondae with his best puppy dog eyes.
" Haha!" He heard Ryu Chungwoo laugh from across the room and he turned to him. "Sorry, sorry. You guys are just so—"
"Adorable?" Sejin suggested while batting his eyelashes. It earned him a swat from the body under him.
"Yes." Ryu Chungwoo answered with a straight face though the slight upward tug of his lips gave him away. His eyes crinkled in amusement.
"Hyung, stop encouraging him." Park Moondae groaned.
Ryu Chungwoo smiled. "Yes, well. This hyung is going out to jog now. Behave yourselves."
"Yes~" Lee Sejin sing-songed as the Testar leader left the room, leaving him alone with the main vocalist. He grinned mischievously as he discarded the magazine to the side. "Moondae-ya!"
"Get. Off. Me." Park Moondae gritted out as he started tugging Lee Sejin back by the collar of his shirt.
"Noooo!" Lee Sejin whined dramatically, adjusting his position so he could throw his leg and arm across the other's form. "Sejin-ie doesn't want to~"
"You're a literal child."
"Sejin-ie is four years old!"
Park Moondae let out an irritated groan before he grabbed Sejin's shoulders. "Fine!"
He was thrown off as Moondae suddenly pushed him, even bringing his knees up to shove at his sides. In a blink, Sejin was thrown on his back and Moondae was hovering over him, pinning his shoulders on the bed with his hands and straddling his torso. Sejin looked up dazedly at amber eyes shining with triumph.
All of a sudden, he felt his throat close up and his heartbeat stutter.
As if in a trance, he brought up a hand to tuck a stray strand of blond hair behind the other's ear. The gesture was so unintentionally intimate that it surprised even himself.
Moondae glanced at his hand before looking back down to meet his eyes. Sejin wished he could read the other at that moment.
Lee Sejin had always known that Park Moondae was beautiful. It wasn't just about him being an idol and being attractive the way idols were meant to be. But Park Moondae was beautiful in a more human way. A more real way.
Never had Sejin met someone so intelligent and tenacious and mesmerizing. And beautiful. Park Moondae was so breath-takingly beautiful. And complex. And endlessly intriguing because of it.
And the Park Moondae in front of him now was something he wouldn't be able to see just from magazines or other forms of multimedia. Mussed up hair with errant strands falling over wide eyes, soft lips slightly parted letting out small breaths, cheeks tinged high with a flushed red on otherwise smooth white skin. Disheveled and yet so unfairly pretty still.
Sejin grinned cheekily, forcing aside how his throat felt choked up. "How bold of you, Moondae-ya." His teasing came up short, voice sounding much too soft than he intended.
Moondae pursed his lips, eyebrows scrunching into an annoyed frown, before he let himself drop, the full weight of him settling on Sejin. He let out a startled 'oof' .
"You're so annoying." Park Moondae hid his face in his chest, voice muffled.
Lee Sejin laughed, the sound coming out more naturally now, and wrapped his arms around the smaller body on top of him. "You love me anyways, don't you, Moondae-moondae?"
Park Moondae smacked him once on his chest, but didn't deny his words.
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three.
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Lee Sejin came back to the dorms exhausted after a solo schedule. It was a variety show. Again. He was getting a lot of those nowadays. And though he usually enjoyed being silly and fun on television, it was also draining to put on a front constantly for the camera. Today was especially bad, what with one of the MCs being a middle-age sellout comedian who kept making attempts at distasteful jokes. It was a pain to deflect his barely concealed jabs.
Sejin sighed as he opened the door to the Testar dorms, already planning on collapsing on his bed and passing out. But he stopped in the foyer as a delicious smell assaulted his senses. Before he knew it, he was following the scent towards the kitchen.
It was Park Moondae. Specifically, Park Moondae cooking something on the stove.
Lee Sejin's lips quirked into a smile as he padded quietly into the kitchen. He got close enough to the other to bring his hands up and wrap his arms around the other's waist in a back hug. Moondae paused in his motions before seeming to realize who it was and relaxing.
"You're home?" Park Moondae hadn't even looked at him yet.
Sejin buried his face in the other's hair, breathing in. His shoulders untensed. He hadn't even known he was being tense to begin with. "Hmm." He hummed in confirmation, not wanting to leave his position just yet. Or maybe ever. It was quite comfortable like this, actually.
He felt Moondae turn his head slightly back. Sejin squeezed him tighter. "Rough day?"
"Hmm."
A sigh. And then Moondae patted his head. “I’m reheating the yukgaejang from earlier.”
“I love your yukgaejang .”
“I know. Go wait at the table.”
Sejin pouted, nuzzling his cheek against the other's head which earned him an annoyed huff.
"Go." Park Moondae said again. Lee Sejin groaned before doing what he was told.
After a few minutes, Moondae came to the table with a bowl of the beef soup and some rice and set it in front of Sejin.
His eyes sparkled as he inhaled the delicious scent of Moondae's cooking. "You're not eating?"
"I already ate with the members earlier."
Sejin frowned internally, thinking that now Moondae would be going back to his room to sleep. But instead, the other sat in front of him. Sejin perked up instantly, like a lie. "You'll keep me company, Moondae-moondae?"
"Shut up and eat your food." Was the short answer. Lee Sejin chuckled.
Come to think of it, if Moondae had already eaten, what was he doing heating up food?
Was he preparing them for me?
Lee Sejin's stomach fluttered at the thought. Park Moondae was adorable .
"What are you looking at?"
"Nothing." He smiled, eyes crinkling into crescents as he looked at Moondae with open fondness. "Thanks. For the food."
His teammate blinked once as if surprised before his cheeks reddened. Sejin drank in the rare sight, amused and awfully endeared.
Moondae stayed with him until he finished eating and a bit more after that. After eating, they moved to the living room to monitor their latest performances on the TV. And before Sejin knew it, he was already in such a good mood that the exhaustion he felt just earlier felt like a lie.
"Moondaemoon…dae." He trailed off as he turned to his side and saw that the other had fallen asleep, his head on Sejin's shoulder. His breath caught then.
The show they had put on was playing on the screen, casting a soft, shifting glow on Moondae's sleeping features. Lee Sejin was caught in suspension, unable to look away at the peaceful sight, his heart doing cartwheels behind his ribcage.
And that's when it hit him.
Oh .
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four.
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"Good work today, everyone!" Their manager said as Kim Raebin, the last to get on, closed the van's door behind them.
Lee Sejin leaned his head against the window, feeling sapped of energy. Music show performances were tiring usually but today was especially draining. And Sejin knew it didn't have anything to do with their intense choreography. He was used to that. What he wasn't used to was fighting with Park Moondae. Park Moondae who was sitting just in front of him. And who he hadn't talked to properly since yesterday.
He wasn't used to this. Sure, they bickered. Lee Sejin often did things that would get him a rise out of the guy, but that was their thing. And he knew, they both knew, that it was nothing serious. But this time was different. And it was eating Sejin up inside.
Lee Sejin had been feeling on edge all day, and though he tried to stay as professional as possible, he held minimum eye contact with Moondae during their performance and encore. He just hoped it didn't come out too obviously in his fancams.
The rest of the ride passed by quickly and soon, they were in their dorms.
Lee Sejin removed his shoes and went straight for his room, not making eye contact with anyone. The other members seemed to notice the tension between him and Moondae throughout the day. Ryu Chungwoo and Seon Ahyeon, in particular. But Sejin didn't think he could talk about it now with a level head.
He decided to take a shower first. To get rid of the day's filth as well as to clear his head. But when he came back from the bathroom, Park Moondae was sitting on his bed, fiddling with his hands. He lo0ked up and met Sejin's eyes when the door opened.
"Park Moondae."
"Hey." The blond-haired man's voice was soft and hesitant, almost. It was so out of character for Moondae that Sejin was momentarily stunned in place. He gathered himself.
"What are you doing here?" Sejin meant to ask it neutrally but the question came out accusatory. He couldn't help but feel the sudden defensiveness, readying himself for a blow that never came.
"I wanted to talk to you." Moondae answered calmly, taking no offense at Sejin's tone. "Please?" He added when Sejin just stood there, trying to gauge what exactly Moondae had come in here to talk about. But the pleading in the other's voice softened something in him, and in the end, he found himself sitting beside Moondae on the bed.
He was still so weak to Park Moondae.
"Thank you." Moondae said quietly. There was a brief silence where they just sat there.
Lee Sejin allowed the other to gather his thoughts as he studied Park Moondae's hands playing with his bedsheets, twisting and rubbing. He could tell just from the motions that Moondae was nervous. And that alone was enough for most of his earlier defensiveness to fizzle out.
"I'm…" Lee Sejin looked up at amber eyes as Moondae started, pausing as if to compose himself before barrelling on. "I'm sorry if I upset you. It wasn't my intention."
Lee Sejin frowned. "Do you even know why I was mad at you?"
Park Moondae looked down at his hands. "Because I… I decide things without telling you or the members. I put our team in danger of public backlash." He recitated like it was something he's been telling himself for a while, something he memorized almost.
Lee Sejin didn't know whether he wanted to laugh or cry. Park Moondae couldn't be more wrong. And honestly, a big part of Sejin had expected the other idol to misunderstand. Moondae had always been dense when it came to himself. "No. That's not why."
The blonde tilted his head to the side. It was sweet as much as it was heartbreaking. "Then why?"
"You're so smart, Moondae. I can't believe how dense you can be sometimes." Sejin smiled a small smile when he saw how Park Moondae furrowed his brows in confusion. "I was worried. And I was angry because you acted like I wouldn't worry. About you."
"Lee Sejin…"
"Moondae, I know you're capable and I know how much you've done for Testar. And I trust you. I think I trust you more than anyone in my life. But sometimes, I get the feeling you don't trust me—us. You act like everything's on your shoulders and that worries me. For god's sake, you got into a coma, Moondae. And even after that, you acted like it's not a big deal as long as it's you."
Park Moondae gaped at him, his eyes shining with an understanding that wasn't there earlier. "Oh."
Lee Sejin sighed, rubbing his face tiredly. He wasn't mad anymore, and he was glad they were talking now, but he just wished Moondae put himself first more. "You've been doing it again recently. The thing where you hide from us and try to solve some problem alone. You look so tired nowadays. I'm worried that you would collapse any minute."
"I'm sorry." Park Moondae apologized again. He looked chastised and Lee Sejin softened at the sight of him. He smiled bitterly.
"I just wish you trusted us enough to share your burdens." Trusted me enough. "We're a team, you know? We should rely on each other."
"I…I understand. And it's not like I don't trust you guys. I'm just—I'm not used to asking for help." The blond admitted. Lee Sejin understood what that really meant.
I'm so used to being alone that I don't know when and how to ask for help. Or even if I'm allowed to ask for help.
Sejin reached out to place a hand over Moondae's. He rubbed the back of the pale white hand with his thumb, circling a soothing pattern as he kept his eyes locked with the other.
"I know, Moondae. All I ask for is that you let us. Let us help. Let us take some of that burden off your shoulders, hm? If not for you then for me? So Sejin-ie won't worry?" He phrased the last sentence with a teasing smile. His smile softened when it did what he intended and Moondae let out a helpless little laugh.
Moondae's own lips tugged up into a soft smile at the corners, looking at Sejin all relieved and grateful. "Yeah." He breathed. "Thanks."
Park Moondae looked so lovable then, Sejin couldn't help himself.
Sejin leaned in, pulling Moondae to him as he did, to wrap the other in a hug. He buried his nose in blond hair, inhaling Moondae's familiar vanilla scented shampoo and feeling like he could finally breathe after a long, tiring day. He was contemplating whether or not he could get away with kissing the top of Moondae's head when he felt arms sliding around his sides. Sejin's heart skipped a beat before it was drumming hard against his ribcage as he realized Moondae was reciprocating his hug.
Sejin was a tactile person, and even before he realized he was in love with Park Moondae, he was always especially clingy with him in particular. Moondae would always just be passive and accepted his touches without fuss after they got close enough for it, perhaps deciding that it wasn't worth his energy to try pushing Sejin away. But this was the first time he had returned the gesture and Sejin was having an internal crisis because of it.
Park Moondae's smaller hands grasped at the back of his shirt as he pressed his face into Sejin's chest. Testar's main dancer hoped to god that the pounding of his heart wasn't obvious as he clutched Moondae tighter against him, his face warm where he was hiding in Moondae's hair.
And just when Sejin thought he was on the verge of imploding from the bubbly, fuzzy feelings in his stomach, Moondae hummed before honest to god nuzzling his face against his chest. Sejin made a noise, all high and strangled before flopping down on the bed, taking Moondae with him. He was having such a bad case of cute aggression, he didn't know what to do with himself. So he just held Moondae tight as he rolled them back and forth on the bed.
"Sejin?" Moondae's voice came out muffled from where he was still pressed against him.
Cute. He was too cute.
"Moondae-moondae, you're going to be the death of me." He whined, only slightly hiding how truly flustered he was.
Moondae just made a high questioning noise, being adorably oblivious.
Lee Sejin sighed, resigning himself to the fact that he was truly far beyond salvation. He was so whipped.
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five.
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Lee Sejin often looked at Testar, his group members, and thought of how lucky he was to have them.
It was sappy so he didn't make a point of voicing it out, but watching them gather in the room after a successful tour, as was tradition now, warmed him. He knew how unlikely it was in the industry to get along so well with who, at the end of the day, were coworkers. But here Testar was. Despite coming from an idol survival show, maybe even because of it, they were as tight-knit as a group as if they'd known each other for years.
Lee Sejin realized then that these people were his friends. Maybe even more.
He glanced at Moondae who was currently being accosted by Bae Sejin about alcohol.
"H, Hyung. Maybe a bit is fine? Moondae hasn't been drinking like he used to for a while n, now." Seon Ahyeon spoke up for their friend who was sitting there looking like he was done with everything. To Lee Sejin though, Moondae looked a bit like a pouting child. Cute .
Bae Sejin glared at the can of beer he was holding for a moment before sighing. He glanced at Seon Ahyeon and sighed again. "Fine. Just a bit. And just for today."
Moondae took the offered beverage slowly like he was waiting for Bae Sejin to hiss at him and take it back. Which would be a funny picture and not that unlikely seeing as the older member was a little drunk himself. Almost every member was, actually. Even Ryu Chungwoo, who usually abstained from drinking too much, was watching them with a dopey smile on his face.
But when Bae Sejin didn't take the can back, Moondae smiled a bit before thanking the former child actor. "Thanks, hyung."
Lee Sejin was a bit buzzed himself, and he had a soft spot for Moondae's smile, so he gave in to the urge and wrapped an arm around the blond's shoulders, leaning in. He nosed at the other's cheeks, making Moondae grunt irritatedly. "Moondae-moondae~"
"What?"
Lee Sejin brought his other arm so he could hug Moondae's waist and sank down so he could bury his face in the other's stomach, head pillowed on his lap. He curled up like a cat, content to just stay wrapped in Park Moondae's heat. He could feel how Moondae breathed, how the beer he drank went down, how he fidgeted slightly to adjust to Sejin holding him. Sejin just closed his eyes and allowed himself to be soothed by it all.
The fact that he wasn't immediately pushed away was permission enough. He burrowed further against Moondae.
"Ah!" He heard Cha Eugene's voice exclaim from somewhere above. "No fair! Sejin-hyung's hogging Moondae-hyung again!"
Sejin mumbled incoherently in response. Something along the lines of "shut up, kid" or "he's mine". So, maybe he was a little more than just buzzed.
He felt more than heard Moondae huff before there was a hand running through his hair. "Don't mind him, he's just being a baby as usual."
Lee Sejin could readily hear the teasing in Moondae's voice but he didn't care, only snuggling in deeper.
"Shame on you, Sejin-hyung! You're a grown man!"
"Shut up, Cha Eugene!" There was an accompanying slap and a following whine as Kim Raebin reprimanded their pseudo-maknae.
Lee Sejin let the noise wash over him, reveling in the feel of Moondae's touch. He could fall asleep like this, lulled by the repetitive motion. He wished he was sober for this. It was so rare for Moondae to reciprocate his physical affection.
"Moondae-moondae."
Park Moondae hummed. Even that single note was melodious, the way only Moondae could do with his angelic voice. (Oh god, Lee Sejin had it bad .)
"I like you sooo much." He mumbled, clutching at the other's waist like a particularly affectionate child.
He felt the slight shaking of Moondae's body as he laughed softly. "It's so rare to see you this drunk."
Sejin pouted, lips brushing against the fabric of Moondae's shirt. Annoyed, he squeezed and shook the blond. "I said I like you. I like you, I like you, I like you."
"Sejin-hyung's being an annoying drunk…"
"You idiot, stop disturbing the hyungs!"
Moondae patted his head as he huffed. "I like Sejin as well."
And although it sounded like Moondae was saying it to appease a needy child, Sejin could also hear the sincerity coloring his soft voice. His heart skipped a beat at those words and he found himself grinning wildly, thankful that his flushed face was hidden from view.
"Mn. Love you." He murmured as he let sleep pull him under. He doesn't hear Moondae's sharp intake of breath nor his fond reply.
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plus one.
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He was doing a W live when Moondae came into his room.
Lee Sejin paused in his storytelling of the behind the scenes of one of their variety show episodes when the door to his room opened, Moondae peeking in to see him streaming. The camera was facing away from the door so the viewers couldn’t see Moondae yet, but they noted Sejin’s sudden pause. The comments started going up like crazy, the fans easily and excitedly speculating what was happening.
shiningstar123: did it lag??
bigsejinLove: i think someone opened the door !
testaloveviewer42: sejin’s face ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
donggapzsupreme: ahyeon-ie? moondaengdaeng?
keunmoonbaby: it’s moonpuppy! keunse looks soft TT
"Oh! Park Moondae~ What is this? Are you joining me on stream?" Sejin teased after getting over his initial surprise, trying to hide his confusion. Moondae rarely barged in on other's live without a heads up. And it's not like he didn't know Sejin was streaming, Moondae knew all their schedules and plans down to a T, after all.
Not like Sejin was complaining. Moondae was always welcome.
Moondae shook his head behind the camera, smiling. "No, I'm just here to share some of the japchae . You haven't eaten yet and the guys wanted a snack."
Now that he had mentioned it, Moondae was holding a bowl with some glassy noodles. Lee Sejin's smile widened as he took it from the other's hands. "Thank you! I was getting kind of hungry actually! Moondae really is the best~ Come say hi to the loveviewers before you go."
The blond-haired Testar member huffed out an amused breath before peeking his head just inside the frame of the camera, hair tickling Sejin's cheek as he leaned down. "Hello, loveviewers. I hope you guys have eaten. Don't be like Lee Sejin."
Sejin let out a playful 'hey!' as Moondae stood back up, out of frame again. The chat was going crazy, asking for Moondae to stay around a bit more.
"Moondae, they want you to stay longer~"
"I'm sorry, I have a schedule after this." He said, apologetic. "I just wanted to see Sejin before I went."
Lee Sejin knew the other was buttering it up for the fans but he couldn't help his heart skipping a beat, face flushing a bit. Suddenly, he really wanted to hug Moondae, not wanting to let him go.
kimrabbit: oh my god, get a room!
testaloviewer56: are they flirting in front of us??? ㅋㅋㅋ
eugeneswife: moondae-ya! so shameless! (do more!)
moonpuppyfanclubpresident: kyaaaaa
chungwoosarrow: lmaooo sejin is blushing
baebysejin: why do i feel so single rn
Moondae studied his expression for a second before seeming to have come to a conclusion as his eyes softened.
"Hey, stand up for a bit."
Sejin's brows furrowed at the sudden request but he stood up regardless, his upper body going out of frame as he did. "What is i—"
Before he could finish his sentence, Moondae was suddenly right in front of his face. There was a soft sensation against his lips, there in a second and gone in the next stuttered heartbeat.
His eyes widened into saucers as he stared dumbly at Moondae. Moondae, who was smiling at him with an adorable pink coloring his cheeks. "Wha, what…" Sejin was quite literally speechless, his brain having shut down all higher functions.
Moondae had kissed him!
His face went up in flames, feeling like he could die happy now that he knew what Moondae's lips felt like against his own. ( Soft. So unbearably soft and plump and he wanted so desperately to get a better taste.)
"I'm going. Have fun with the rest of your stream." Moondae said as he backed away like he hadn't just shifted Sejin's entire world.
Sejin was still gaping after the door had closed behind Moondae, leaving him to flop back down on his chair.
There was a tingling on his lips, like a phantom of the kiss left to him by Moondae.
His hand slowly reached up as if to try and feel the imprint of his lips through his fingertips, before he realized at the last second that he was still streaming and that doing so would be too telling of what had occurred behind camera. Already, the fans were going crazy, the chat going up so fast that it blurred. Although Sejin could make out most of the comments being keysmashes and question marks.
brokestockholder: ????
keunmoonlove: ayo what's going on
ihearteumoon: what's with the silence akjsjsjjd
oppar777: i'm going crazy, my imagination is going wild
angelicvoicemoon: moondae what did you do to him???
lees3jinmylove: sejin is broken TT
Sejin cleared his throat with a cough, using his traitorous hand to cover his mouth in what he hoped was a smooth deflection. "Sorry, sorry. Moondae-moondae just fixed my hair." He made up a lie on the spot, although it was an admittedly poor one. He wasn't in the right mind to dwell on it though. Because Moondae kissed him!
Lee Sejin tried to compose himself as much as possible after that, but it took a minute more for his blush to go down. Then the memory of Moondae's face so close to his would flash in his mind and he'd be a blushing mess once again. He had to finish his live early that night.
He flopped on his bed after, a little dazed as he stared at the ceiling. Sejin sighed a little dreamily and a lot longingly. He touched his lips, tracing along it as if to rouse the feeling of Moondae's mouth against his.
He couldn’t wait to see Park Moondae again.
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after.
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"Chungwoo?"
"Shh." Ryu Chungwoo gently shushed Bae Sejin who entered his room with a knock.
He looked back at the other bed in the room and Bae Sejin followed his gaze. There, sleeping with their limbs tangled, were Park Moondae and Lee Sejin. Moondae had his head buried in the other's chest, Lee Sejin's arms wrapped almost protectively around his form.
They were clinging to each other like two halves of a whole.
"Oh." He heard Bae Sejin breathe out behind him.
"Let's move to the living room." He stood up quietly and crossed the bedroom. When he got to the door, he gave one last look to the two before gently closing the door behind them.
The two oldest members left their dongsaengs to cuddle.
And Park Moondae and Lee Sejin slept soundly wrapped up in each other's warmth.
end.