"I didn't know you could sing."

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Junmyeon closed the door to Sehun and his room softly. It was late and Baekhyun was already sprawled out on the couch asleep. He turned as Sehun shoved a pile of clothes to the floor and shook out his sheets. “So,” Junmyeon started to say, “I didn’t know you could sing like that.”

Sehun snorted, “I still can’t sing, you saw the producer rubbing his temples.”

Junmyeon smiled, Sehun was always so hard on himself, “Maybe because he had spent an hour on Baekhyun before you.”

That made Sehun chuckle. “Maybe.”

They piled onto Sehun’s bed, pillows squished together. Junmyeon wrapped his arms around Sehun, who liked to be the little spoon. “You will get better. It takes time and your voice isn’t done changing.”

Sehun hummed noncommittally and they fell asleep together, cuddled together on a bed too small for them.