“One large milk tea with large bubbles and one rose milk tea with grass jelly. That will be six dollars sir.”

Sehun gave the man in the delivery uniform the money he had prepared in his pocket, said a little thankyou and walked back into the practice room. He thought to himself, rose was a very fitting flavor for the one who’s gonna drink it.

“There you are,” the woman gave him a smile and then peeked into the plastic bag, took out the slightly pink drink and exclaimed, “This one’s for me? How do you know this was my favorite?”

He answered “Lucky guess?” and smiled. Because saying he knew it from the last time they practiced together he caught a glimpse of her drinking the drink with a senior actor at the way home would require too much explanation.

The performance was a smooth success, he could hear the crowd wooing and roaring with excitement as he walked down to meet her in the middle of the stage. It didn’t even last for a minute but he was thankful beyond measure. He wished time could be slower.

Somehow tonight she appeared and felt smaller than last year, and years before that. Could it be that he grew more by the years, but it could not be, it must had been the feeling. Perhaps longing did that to one’s mind, making the person they longed to be with look vulnerable, to make the mind yearning for more, to make the heart ached longer.

 “That was great! I’ve almost forget how happy it was to dance on stage.” She said it with both tones of joy and melancholy. He noticed this.

“They love you, noona.”

“Thankyou, that was very sweet. But you brought all the scream, I’m almost jealous.” But she laughed and so did he.

Baekhyun was one of the people whom he felt the desire to both kick and hug. The older man said weird things today in the recording of the show about him. He didn’t know which one got to be broadcasted, he hoped it was the one mentioning his manliness and not the other comment of how he was not interested in girls. What would the public thought about that, he already had many rumors.

Besides it was half truth, he didn’t care about girls because most of them were immature or his hardcore fans, but he did care for a woman. Of course he couldn’t say it in a recording, or in any kind of forms because the woman already had a serious partner.

He thought about wedding plans and shivered a little.

“What were you thinking, lil bro?” a deep voice came behind him.

He jumped a little bit before meeting Chanyeol’s eyes. “Nothing!” The older guy looked at him incredulously.

“Come on, let’s go practicing the new power dance.” He tried to awkwardly laugh it off.

Well this was one secret he wouldn’t share even with his closest friends and family. This was his little black secret.

FIN

This is written in response to knowing bros' episode, the only one dance in smtown 2017 seoul, and the many performances he had with BoA, and my otp heart can't take this anymore.

Inspired by this vid: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sfypXbdfz3c