When they first met, it was nothing extraordinary. Another, as they would later put it, ‘Luhan-forced-encounter’. “Sehun, this is the guy I was telling you about, you know, the amazing dancer?” Jongin closed his locker and turned to face the deer eyed boy, somehow his senior, who had appeared by his side in the busy school corridor, another boy in tow. Jongin felt his cheeks heat a little at the praise, but nonetheless stretched out his hand to the other boy, “Kim Jong

All it takes is a push, and Jongin and Sehun won’t stop pushing _____   It’s a push when one body collides with another against the hard concrete of a backstage hallway. It’s a push when vibrant, colour stained lips mould together without hesitation, smudging layers of too thick makeup. It’s a push when they down another shot of vodka - Iordanov or Belvedere, no one cares when it’s only $2,887 difference – at whichever after party they’ve fallen in