"Jongin, what does love mean to you?" Sehun asked as he rocked back and forth on his heels.

"Love?" Love has always been a foreign thing to Jongin, his only definition of love is Sehun.

"Yeah, love." Sehun shrugs. "It's kind of complicated isn't it?"

Jongin rubs the back of his neck.

"Well... do you want an Oxford dictionary definition, or the definition from my point of view?" Jongin smirks playfully as he glances at Sehun.

Sehun's eyes crinkle as he lets out a chuckle. "You're a ing idiot, Kim Jongin."

"Haha, that's sweet," Jongin scowls as he gives Sehun an eye roll. "Why the sudden talk about love though? Have you fallen for any hot trainess?"

"Hmm, maybe," Sehun muttered as he wiggles his eyebrows. Jongin feels something bitter in the pit of his stomach.

"I'm sorry to inform you, Oh Sehun, but that face is not in the least bit ually attractive. And what kind of friend are you! Keeping the girls for yourself?" he chastised. "Oh look, our bus is here."

"Not really, I just find this trainee really... intriguing. I can't quite decide on what i feel though, it's... intangible."

Their conversation ends abruptly when Sehun's phone rings. Jongin notices the way his eyes light up when Sehun says "Luhan!" and Jongin wonders if this is how he looks like when he hears Jongin's voice too. 

A/N: i'll leave you guys here with a short teaser, don't hate me, i've more ideas in store ;-) sorry for not updating in a looong while!