Hweseung x Seunghyub

Rated PG

There was just something about Seunghyub's hands. Something that got Hweseung feeling an odd mixture of emotions.

The way the older moved them with grace, even while shredding it out on his guitar left Hweseung amazed. Like a kid at a theme park, he was entranced by the different sounds and colors of rhythm. Seunghyub swayed with a certain kind of tempo, one cool and in Hweseung's opinion, totally different from his real personality. 

Hweseung bit his bottom lip, admiring the way the older man's hand wrapped around a mic. He never failed to be infatuated by Seunghyub's voice and lyrics either.

At this point, he wondered if he felt something for the man - different from the kind of admiration he felt for him in the beginning. It was both a scary yet interesting feeling - a damned sensation beneath the pit of his heart that tingled and burned at the same time whenever Seunghyub would show him just an ounce of attention. Admitedly, he felt a bit of greed too

Maybe, he really was in love with his hyung.