“Damn it, Oh Sehun, it’s not that hard. Why do you keep tripping up?”

The frustrated boy was currently standing in front of the bathroom mirror, raking long, slender fingers through his tousled brunette locks as he watched his lips form the opening consonant of what was turning out to be the most difficult question he had ever tried to voice.

“Will you g-go—oh, for ’s sake why are you even stuttering, it’s not like he’s standing in front of you, you’re looking at yourself.”

Sehun inhaled deeply before squeezing his eyes tightly shut and trying for the tenth time that day. “Baekhyun, how would you like to go on a date with me?”

He gasped in utter surprise at his own self, unable to believe that he had finally succeeded in forcing the sentence out without any wavering or shakiness of his voice.

However, upon hearing the completely unanticipated answer from behind him, Sehun let out an even more astonished sound.