Taking advantage of Sehun’s weakness and half drunken state was definitely not what Jongin had thought of, when he decided to return. He wanted to be close to him, closer than before. He wanted to keep Sehun by his side, dancing through the nights, bodies close to each other.

When his eyes fell on the pale blonde for the first time, the only thought he had was how perfect he was. The most suitable partner. He didn’t realize he meant it in every way, not as a partner for his great passion that was dance. Only when they grew closer and Sehun finally agreed to join him, he discovered his hidden motives. He wanted closeness, their friendship was not enough. He was the happiest, when Sehun didn’t shy away, when he allowed Jongin to dance with him, painfully close, occasionally brushing against each other.

It might seem superficial, and love at first sight, although unknown and hidden in the depths of his heart, was probably the most superficial, only judging by physics. But he didn’t like Sehun for his pretty face alone. Sehun’s calmness and the thoughts hidden behind dark brown eyes were mysterious and alluring.

He would never have any of that again, not with the awkward situation they were in now. Maybe it was good this way. He had gotten a taste of Sehun. Sweet and fragrant with a lightly bitter aftertaste. He would keep every second in his memory, the sounds, the tastes, the feeling and the sight. He smiled, seeing Sehun’s peacefully sleeping face, pink lips swollen, the color darker than usual. That and the few red marks on his delicate skin were the only visible evidence for what happened that night. Jongin was sure Sehun would regret it, but for the gr