이러지 않았으면 해 – MBLAQ – 03:26
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Watching Kibum’s tight muscles flex as he danced around the practice room had Jinki’s throat going dry in record speed and he grabbed for the water bottle that sat next to him. Swallowing the cool liquid down greedily but never taking his eyes away from Kibum’s swaying hips, the delicious curve of his sides and the dip in his lower back. The beat was fast, some American Hip-Hop track that Jinki didn’t recognise but didn’t care to either especially not when Kibum was grinning at him from his reflection in the mirror and Jinki froze, his eyes glazed and lazy, legs spread and sweat beading at his scalp.

He sat up as Kibum smirked at him again stepping backwards slightly and Jinki’s heart sped up at the sight but then  the younger boy just shook his head with a of his pink lips before going back to watch himself and Jinki groaned inwardly as he slumped back.