Soongyu - For All To See

:: What If It Were Us? ::

   Seungkwan smiled faintly and opened his eyes, turning his head to the side to glance over at Hansol, surprised to find Hansol already looking at him with a thoughtful expression - his brown orbs pooling with a variety of emotions but never staying with one emotion long enough for Seungkwan to register what it was.

   The look in Hansol's face reminded Seungkwan of something and quickly Seungkwan looked away, gulping slightly as he thrust his hands into his pockets, pretending to focus on the trees to his right hand side as they walked. A flush coated Seungkwan's cheeks as he thought back to the night he was being reminded of...

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   It had been a tuesday night back in December before their comeback and Seungkwan had gone with Hansol to do some late night practicing. They'd practiced for a couple of hours and at one point, Hansol had gone to sit down at the side of the dance studio, his back leaning against the mirror with a towel wrapped around his neck to wipe away some of the sweat on his face, whilst Seungkwan continued to practice some of the choreo for their title song. 

   Hansol had watched him so intently as he danced alone and Seungkwan had found his body stirring and reacting under Hansol's gaze. Hansol was giving Seungkwan tips throughout but Seungkwan found himself getting far too distracted. His body felt hot and for the first time ever, he actually felt uncomfortable with the way Hansol was looking at him.

   Hansol wasn't doing anything wrong, he wasn't looking at Seungkwan any differently to normal - but Seungkwan was uncomfortable with how his own body had been responding.

   Seungkwan had been noticing over the past couple of years just how much he liked Hansol. At first he'd always thought of Hansol as his closest friend, this cute little boy he just wanted to harass and smother with affection. But as he watched Hansol grow up alongside him, he felt his feelings change.

   He then wondered if he simply saw Hansol as like a biological brother, more so than the other members - but then Hansol started getting taller, Hansol became the one looking out for Seungkwan instead of it being the other way around and that's when Seungkwan began to realise that with every bit of skinship, with every smile, with every look, his admiration for Hansol had turned from friendly or brotherly, into something else entirely. Something he'd been afraid to label.

   During his practice, Hansol had at some point fell asleep, his head tilted back against the mirror, lips parted as soft snores escaped, long eyelashes resting against slightly flushed cheeks. Seungkwan hadn't noticed Hansol had fallen asleep until he'd approached his direction, grabbing his own towel to wipe his forehead.

   "Hansol, can you pass me the water bottle?" Seungkwan spoke into his towel as he wiped his face. But was met with silence.

   "Hansol?" Lowering his towel, Seungkwan noticed Hansol's sleeping features and felt his heart skip a beat.
   How could someone look so perfect? He always complimented Hansol on his looks and did so openly and with no shame, but it still surprised him every day just how gorgeous and blessed Hansol was. Hansol truly looked like a man who was sculpted by the Gods and whichever God created Hansol; sign Seungkwan up to that religion.

   Seungkwan squatted down in front of Hansol and waved his hand in front of the younger males face, as if to check just how asleep Hansol really was. Hansol didn't stir, his soft snores continuing.

   Seungkwan smiled, tilting his head to the side slightly as he watched the younger male sleep, his arms resting on his thighs as he continued to stay squatting in front of Hansol, "Yah... Does that look like a bed to you? You're going to hurt your neck..." Seungkwan spoke quietly, not wanting to disturb Hansol.