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I'll grab my bag and leave. I'll shower at home, I think while I march towards the dressing room I'm forced to share with the most infuriating person on earth. It's a miracle Leo has not received an award for it yet. It's the only one he'd even be nominated for. That's a lie. Which I know because I'm usually not a liar. He turns me into one. I can't share this room with him longer than necessary. Leo is sucking the air out of it. It feels like there is barely any room to move when I'm in there with him.
I'll grab my stuff and shower at home. Fuck no, Valavanis will not chase me out of MY own dressing room. His room has the water damage. He probably caused it on purpose to grind my gears even more. Leo was forced onto me by the ... management ... Sometimes I hate them even more than him. They turn this whole rivalry in something messy. Messier than it already is.
As I open the door I'm greeted by the sound of the shower. I'll grab my stuff and move. My eyes dart towards the bathroom door. Shower occupier. Thief of my sanity. The water turns off the second I reach my clothes.
"I'm sad to inform you that you missed the aftershow today," Leo's voice sounds from the bathroom. I revoke. The management doesn't even stand a chance.
I huff in annoyance. "I didn't walk in on you on purpose yesterday. I didn't know you were in the shower. I'm not a creep." I was with Sulli on the phone and didn't hear the shower. For the record: I'd rather fall down the stairs than see him all wet and ... I stuff my clothes in my bag more hurriedly.
Leo laughs. A deep sound that makes my blood boil. "Yes you are. Don't turn into a prude for me, Cobalt."
"I had to boil my eyes in hot water afterwards."
From the corner of my eye I see Leo's silhouette appear in the doorway. "I'd advise a cold shower next time. Probably more effective."
I'll not think about him naked and wet. I'll not- I make the mistake to look at him in this damn towel that hangs far to low. Water drips from his hair onto his chest. "Yeah. Because you use all the hot water. I should feel flattered that you've to get off under the shower because my performance turns you on but I'm sure you've a shower at home. SO USE THAT INSTEAD."
Leo's lip twitch. "Spilling all your wet dreams to me so easily, Cobalt? You could join me and watch. I don't mind. If you beg for it."
I let out an incomprehensible noise, I don't have words for this stupidity, so I mutter in annoyance to myself, "for someone to get down on their knees and beg, there would've to be room on the floor which is hidden under your pile of mess." I sling my bag over my shoulder.
In two precise steps Leo is by my side and leans against the wall. Here is not enough room. I can barely think. "Do you want me to go on? Because you make it way to easy."
Right. Why am I entertaining him? I probably make his day right this second. I can feel my face turning red in fury. But I. Can't. Stop. Why can't I stop? "I want you to go. Away. Move somewhere else."
"What would you do without me?" Leo pushes himself off the wall and takes another step towards me. We're only inches apart. Eyes up here, I remind myself. Don't. "Your performance would lose even the last spark of what makes it interesting to your handful of fans. We both know, you'll try and try to be better than me. Yet without the other neither of us would be where we are today." Hot mischief glimmers in his eyes. Not hot. Get this word away from him. "There is no you without me. Vice. Versa."
I break the staring contest before my eyes can flit to an area that would grant me a ticket to hell and march towards the door.
"I bet celebrity crush will love Beckett Cobalt running around NC in his Lysander attire. Nice and tight."
Right. Fuck. Damnit. I turn around, storm past Leo and bang the bathroom door close behind me. His laugh makes my bones shake in rage.