"You're going out there looking like that?" Baekhyun almost scoffed as she raked her eyes down Minseok's appearance. The elder raised a brow, looking down at her outfit as Baekhyun almost felt insulted that Minseok was about to go out of the locker room with that on.

"Um.. yeah, I think so?" Minseok blinked, confused. She was dressed in training shorts and her practice jersey, like how she usually does during soccer practice. "I mean, I'm just going to practice, Baek--"

"Well it looks disgusting." the latter sneered, tugging at Minseok's shirt irritatedly. "Are you trying to attract this guy or repel him from you?"

"A-Attract him?"

"Well you're dressed like you're trying to get him to stay a million miles away from you." Baekhyun snapped before pulling Minseok's shirt off. 

"Baek, give me my shirt back!" Minseok groaned, attempting to snatch the t-shirt back from the latter. 

"Just wear that," Baekhyun motioned to her chest, where she just wore a black sports bra.

"A sports bra?" the elder gaped. "That's not even appropriate, Baek! Coach will make me go back inside and put on a shirt."

"Then find something else!" 

"Just give me my shirt!" Minseok tugged at the article of clothing in the younger's hands. Baekhyun pulled it back towards her with a scoff.

"No! Just find something else!"

"Give me my shirt!"

"Find something else!"

"Give me my--"

She was interrupted by a loud message tone from Baekhyun's phone. The younger pulled out her cellphone, one hand still firmly grasping onto the cloth as she read the text. Minseok continued to pull with all her might to retrieve her t-shirt.

"Hey Baekhyun.." Baekhyun mumbled as she ran her eyes over the text. "..It's Chanyeol..Jongdae gave me your-- It's Chanyeol?!" Baekhyun screamed, letting go of the t-shirt out of excitement, letting Minseok fall to the floor with a loud thud. "Oh my God! Oh my God, Min, Chanyeol is texting me! Me! Oh my God.." 

After tugging her shirt back on, Minseok raised a brow questioningly towards Baekhyun. "What do you mean Chanyeol's texting you? Why would he be texting you?"

"I have no idea! But I don't really care!" Baekhyun squealed. Minseok shrugged, not bothering herself with Baekhyun's business. Last time she tried asking about Baekhyun's personal life, the younger lectured her for ten minutes about keeping to herself. Minseok always thought it was a bit ironic since Baekhyun knew almost everything about her already but Minseok barely knew a thing about the latter. 

"I'll go out now," Minseok headed for the door.

"Mhm, 'kay!" Baekhyun nodded, not sparing a glance toward Minseok. 

"I'm glad you could make it, Min." Luhan laughed a bit awkwardly as he played with the ball between his feet. 

"Really? Y-You are?" Minseok lit up, her cheeks dusted with a soft hue of pink. Luhan seemed a bit taken aback by her eagerness, eyes widening as he scratched the back of his neck stiffly.

"Uh... yeah, I guess." Luhan decided to make it less awkward by passing the soccer ball to Minseok. A giant grin split onto Minseok's face as she kicked the ball upwards, juggling the ball. Luhan watched as she cheerfully bounced the ball with her thighs before letting it drop back down the her feet. It was like watching a child, and the happiness radiating from her was almost pleasing. Luhan chuckled. "You're really good at that."

Minseok looked at him, cheeks flushing once again with one simple compliment. "T-Thanks!" 

"Minseok's back on the field again?" Jinri asked Chanyeol, who was busying himself with his phone, brows furrowed in concentration as he read something. He was too absorbed in reading that he didn't even hear Jinri speaking to him. "Uh.. hello? Earth to manager?" 

"Huh? Oh, uh.." Chanyeol locked his phone and shoved it into his pocket. "What was that again?" Jinri deadpanned. 

"Nevermind." 

Practice ended early. Minseok was ecstatic. She spent the whole practice chatting with Luhan. And though he wasn't as talkative with he