at least a wing

pg, sekai
821 wc
prompt: wings

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"Stop kicking me." Jongin grumbles from his position on the floor.     "But, hyung," Sehun whines from the bed, toes still insistently digging on Jongin's sides.     "Shut up, parrot." He would have swatted the offending limbs away if he hadn't caught sight of Sehun's purpling bruises on those girlish shins. He clamps hard on his lips as a hiss of worry threatens to burst free.     Practice that morning was brutal as usual, even more so for those with the roles of sliding on the floor, namely Junmyeon, Luhan and of course, Sehun. Even if the three have had the hang of timing their slides, a little mis-angling and/or toe jutting out from them, the other members, could lead up to embarrassing sprawls.     "I'm not a parrot!"     Jongin snickers as Sehun looks this close to pulling out his bleached hair, thankfully in one color this time, in frustration.     "Please, hyung." Sehun's face appears from the edge of the bed, lips jutting out and utilizing his aegyo in full force.     "No, Sehun." He closes his eyes, clearly intent on ignoring the younger boy. The cold floor of the room is comfortable enough, thanks.     "Yah!"     "No."     "Jongin!"     "No is no, Sehun-parrot."     The door creaks open and, "You guys alright? We can hear Sehun shouting all the way here." Jongin tilts his head a bit and sees Yixing's worried face.     Sehun cheerfully waves Yixing away, assuring the other that everything's fine. As soon as the door shuts, Sehun extends his efforts to poking Jongin's stomach. Jongin just rolls his eyes.     "Still no. Stop it." This time, he lightly slaps the arms away.     "But-"     "What is your fascination with wings anyway?" Jongin frowns, "this why Jongdae-hyung calls you parrot."     "No. That was because of my hair." Sehun brushes the semi-insult and continues, "anyway, it's not really abo