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Seonghyeon and Juhoon were good at keeping secrets. So good, that neither the fans nor members know that they're dating. They had gotten together just three months ago, and had been attached to the hip ever since. James—ever so observant—caught onto their rather clingy behavior, but just assumed that they were starting to get more comfortable around each other.
At first they barely touched each other, only stood by close and shared glances more often. Now, they've started to linger around each other. Their hands would brush against each other purposefully, and their hands would find each other's waists. Sooner or later, typically at night, their lips would touch and hands would wander, until they'd inevitably get interrupted by a loud shout from one of the other members from across the house.
Seonghyeon and Juhoon tried every method to avoid getting split up whenever they played games. They pulled excuses out of their asses, and it was always either a hit of miss. Whenever they teamed up, they spent more time paying attention to each other than the game at hand.
When they had to make a choice for what to eat, Juhoon always went with whatever Seonghyeon suggested, even if he wanted something else. He's rather let Seonghyeon get whatever he wanted and him get nothing than it be the other way around. Seonghyeon knew Juhoon had this habit, so he'd carefully choose food items that he knew he and Juhoon both enjoyed.
While they enjoyed agreeing on things, Seonghyeon liked to piss Juhoon off for his reaction. The glare he'd give him was something Seonghyeon loved and could never get enough of. Juhoon wasn't aware of this, he just thought Seonghyeon was annoying him for no reason. But, at the end of the day, he'd always find himself kissing over Seonghyeon in their closet when everyone was busy minding their business. He could never stay mad at Seonghyeon for too long, just because he'd always find a way to make it up to him.
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Later that night, while everyone was deciding what to eat, Juhoon was busy looking at himself in the mirror in the bathroom. Seonghyeon and the others were all gathere in the living room, and when Seonghyeon noticed Juhoon was missing, he got up from his seat on the couch—which Keonho quickly took over—to go look for him without saying anything to the other guys. He had enough trust in them that they'd order something they all equally liked.
When Seonghyeon found Juhoon in the bathroom alone, staring at himself in the mirror, he let out a light chuckle to himself. Juhoon was startled slightly at Seonghyeon's sudden appearance, but relaxed upon realization of who it was. A soft smile overcame Juhoon's once shocked expression, and he looked over his shoulder at Seonghyeon. "What are you doing in here?" Seonghyeon asked, and approaches Juhoon slowly with light footsteps.
Juhoon turned around completely to look at him, and ran his hand through Seonghyeon's hair gently once he was close enough. "I was kind of zoned out while admiring myself." Juhoon replied calmly. His hair was still slightly damp from just getting out of the shower, but that didn't stop Seonghyeon from placing a soft kiss to Juhoon's forehead. "I would do the same if I looked like you." Seonghyeon said with a charming grin. "I think you already look handsome enough to do the same." Juhoon replied, cupping Seonghyeon's cheeks in his hands as he pulled his face closer for a kiss.
Seonghyeon hummed softly in satisfaction, and his hands instinctively found Juhoon's waist. His thumbs rubbed soft, small and lazy circles on his sides. Seonghyeon gripped tightened as he pulled Juhoon's body closer to his own, their kiss growing more passionate with every passing second.
Seonghyeon was nothing of completely whipped for the other boy, and he could see himself not wanting to pull away for a while. He basked in the heat of their kiss, as their breaths mingled together. Juhoon's back was pressed the counter of the sink under the mirror. Juhoon's hand moved to hold the back at Seonghyeon's neck, before he slid it up to tangle his fingers in with Seonghyeon's hair.
"Sean..." Juhoon muttered against Seonghyeon's lips, causing Seonghyeon to pause and pulled back a bit. Juhoon took a breath, realizing he was underestimating completely how quick he'd run out of breath from the kiss with Seonghyeon. "Jeez, I'm not going anywhere, you can relax." Juhoon reassured, but Seonghyeon only took that as a sign that he could go back in, and that he did. Seonghyeon's hands wandered, one slipping up under Juhoon's shirt to feel over his waist, the other moving to instead grip onto his hip. Juhoon relaxed into Seonghyeon's gentle touches, and steadied himself by placing his hands on Seonghyeon's shoulders.
During their time of intimacy, the two heard a loud shout from the others. "Seonghyeon!" They all shouted in unison, unaware of Seonghyeon's current situation. While it was an inconvenience, Seonghyeon and Juhoon were just glad that no one walked in on them—with the door being open, and all.
Seonghyeon pulled away from Juhoon with a roll of his eyes in annoyance. "Damn it..." Seonghyeon cursed under his breath. He pressed a kiss to Juhoon's neck and cheek before he fixed his hair and sighed lightly. "I'll be back, Jju." Seonghyeon said over his shoulder as he walked out and back to the rest of the group. Juhoon watched him walk out, feeling a bit disappointed that their time together with cut short.
Juhoon mumbled a curse under his breath before he turned back to look at himself in the mirror. He closed the door to dry his hair off completely with a blow drier, and after roughly 5 minutes, Seonghyeon was knocking on the door. Juhoon, despite the loud blow drier, heard the knock just barely. Thankfully for him, his hair was already somewhat dry now, and he unplugged the hair drier before opening the door. "The guys were wondering where you were." Seonghyeon said, with a smirk followed after, purely just from seeing Juhoon.
Juhoon sighed. It's not like he didn't not want to see the rest of the group, but he also wanted to be with Seonghyeon a bit longer. "Fine, I'm coming." Juhoon muttered, and followed Seonghyeon out of the bathroom.
Seonghyeon and Juhoon walked into the living room side by side, and sat on the couch beside each other. Seonghyeon leaned against the arm rest, with his fingers tapping against it lightly. "Food is on the way, Jju." Martin said, a bit too enthusiasticly than usual. "Cool." Juhoon responsed blankly, and leaned back against the couch. Keonho had been repeatedly poking Martin as they both sat on the floor, not expecting Martin to tackle him. The two wrestling was a common occurrence, and was a very obvious sign that their friendship was closer than anything.
Juhoon and Seonghyeon both watched the two wrestle on the floor, while James was sitting on the opposite end of the couch, scrolling on his phone. Juhoon and Seonghyeon exchanged a glance to each other, reminiscing their past intimacy before it was interrupted. But, neither of them minded completely. Any time spent with each other was worth it, even if that meant they couldn't be alone during it.