News Worthy

2Seung oneshot for Zee

by Eiryia

Seunghoon looked at the clock for the 5th time in the last couple of minutes. He were supposed to send everything in for printing in a couple of hours, but they still didn't have any of the pictures they needed from the music club.

He had called those who were responsible for getting it done and they had promised to be there by 3. It was now 3.30 and no one had shown up. He sighed and got up from his chair to go look out the window.

This was typical, ever since he had become the editor for the school newspaper had there been trouble with people not showing up. He had decided long ago not to let it bother him, but now that everything were being delayed by it couldn't he help but to feel bothered anyway. He was a good student, with good grades and he prided himself in being a good writer as well. He had no intention of letting their lack of loyalty and dedication ruin this.

He went over to the cabinet and unlocked it taking out their old camera. It weren't great, but it would do. He then walked out of the room for the school newspaper club and headed towards the music room.

It was a long walk as it was situated in the basement on the other side of the building. As he got closer could he hear music coming from what he assumed was their club room. He had never been down here before and as he got closer to the place was he feeling a little nervous.

He had always wanted to learn something related to music, but it had never gotten to that and for that he was sorry. He guessed that it was therefor that he had so much admiration for those with skills in that area.

He had now reached the door and hesitated for a moment. He could hear the voice of a person singing on the other side along with an acoustic guitar and he feared that if he went in would it stop. The song had sad lyrics, but the melody was catchy and sounded a little like an intro to old school rock music. As rocks as an acoustic guitar could sound anyway. He waited until the song ended before finally walking in.

He were surprised to see that there was only one person in the room even if he weren't sure what he had expected. It was already getting late and most students were heading home or into town for dinner by now.

The guy with the guitar looked up as Seunghoon walked in and smiled brightly at him while asking "can I help you?"

There was something about this guy that really got to him and it was as if all his confidence evaporated into nothingness and he had this strange urge to just back out of the room saying he must have gotten the wrong place.

"Are you from the school newspaper?" the guy asked still smiling.

"They were supposed to be here a few hours ago, I'm sorry but everyone else already left". He got up and walked towards Seunghoon who was still standing by the door.

"Hi, I'm Seungyoon, Kang Seungyoon" while reaching out a hand to greet him. Seunghoon took his hand and introduced himself as well.

They stood there for a moment before Seunghoon explained what had happened with the people who were supposed to take the pictures. Seungyoon were smiling kindly at him the whole time.

When Seunghoon were done explaining he said "well it's just me here now, but if it's a picture you need then feel free to take one"

Seungyoon just stood there holding his guitar and for the first time since he had entered the room could Seunghoon feel his confidence return to him.

"I think it would be better if you sat down and pretended to be playing something, you know since it’s the music club and all" he said.

Seungyoon looked at him for a moment before huffing "Pretend? I can play you something. Just pick a song and I'll give it a try"

Seunghoon didn't mean what he had said as an insult at all, but he could see how it might have sounded like that. He was about to apologize, but when he saw Seungyoon's face a moment later could he see that he had only been messing with him because he was grinning at him.

"So how about that song?" Seungyoon asked sitting on the small stage dangling his feet while patting his guitar absentmindedly.

Seungyoon looked at the guy with curious eyes. He had seen him before, but never spoken to him. He knew that he was at least a year older then him and now he knew that he was part of the school newspaper club.

 The guy didn't look like the usual type one would see in the more geeky clubs; he was tall, with super long legs, a handsome face and great personal style even if he was wearing a school uniform. He could tell by the unique way he wore his tie, the watch he wore and the glasses that were somewhat too edgy, but fit his face really well.

That was it, he had decided. They should be friends.

Seunghoon sat there waiting for his music request and was amused by how seriously he appeared to be taking it. "Know anything by Maroon 5?" He asked after a while.

"Any song in particular?" Seungyoon asked, but Seunghoon shook his head and replied "any of them would do, I'm a fan".

Seungyoon thought about it for a while, he was a fan too and knew most of them by heart already. He had been teaching a friend in the music club She Will Be Loved a few days ago and decided to go with that one.

He looped the intro a few times on his guitar before he started singing and was pleased to see Seunghoon first move closer as the song progressed. He took pictures the first part of the song before he sat down on one of the chairs next to him nodding a little as he sang the chorus.

Seunghoon clapped as the song came to an end and said "that was great! You are really talented". Seungyoon put down his guitar and felt a little shy suddenly so he struggled to meet Seunghoons eyes.

"I practice a lot" he said. Seunghoon shook his head "You can't get that good just by practicing, you need to have some talent as well" He couldn't help but smile at this "I guess I'm decent, you only heard me play one song though. I might have gotten lucky"

Seunghoon arched an eyebrow to show his disagreement to that statement before he said "play me something else then" He didn't mind playing him something else, but he weren't sure what so he hesitated for a moment.

 Seunghoon leaned forward in his chair and looked at him "or maybe you just knew that one song after all?" Seungyoon laughed at this and mumbled "as if" while picking up his guitar again. "How about something a bit more upbeat then?" he asked wrecking his brain for something he thought he might find interesting.

He recalled a record he had discovered just a few days ago and practiced at home. "Do you know The Kooks?"

 Seunghoon shook his head in response as he began playing Naive by The Kooks. He focused on the guitar playing and only looked every once in a while, but he could see in the corner of his eye that he was tapping his foot to the beat. He was half way through the song when Seunghoon suddenly sprang to his feet.

"Ah I'm sorry, but I got to run!" he looked at his watch "I got under an hour to edit these and send them if they are to go on print with the rest". Seungyoon watched him pick up his camera and jog out the door. He thought he was gone, but then he saw his face pop back in "It was nice meeting you by the way" he said in such a hurry he almost couldn't pick up on what he was saying.

A week had passed and Seunghoon had managed to get the pictures ready in time. The story on the music club had been a huge success. Even a few of his teachers had commented on it. Seungyoon had stopped by the day before yesterday to thank him for writing about them.

A lot of people had shown interest in the club after the article and they even found a few talented new members. Seunghoon felt a little bothered when he thought about what had happened next. Because he had been looking at the pictures he had taken of Seungyoon that day, as he walked into the club room. He had become so flustered that all words had left him and.. he sighed. It had been so embarrassing.

It was then it had dawned on him that he must have some kind of feelings for him and.. he sighed again. It wasn't the first guy he had a crush on in his life, but it had been nothing like this the other times. Back then he had been fine just being friends and the feelings had slowly died down as time passed. This however was different. He wasn't sure he could not act on it if the opportunity was to arise.

He was gnawing furiously on his pencil as he wrote on an article for the school board. He was a little annoyed by the whole thing. He couldn't deny that there was feeling there, but he didn't even know the guy!

They had only spoken properly once, and he had run off in the middle of the song he had been playing for him and.. he threw his arms up in the air and sighed loudly just out of frustration with the entire situation.

He looked at the latest copy of the school newspaper that was on his desk, Seungyoon on the front page, smiling while holding his guitar. Seunghoon sighed again. He wanted to see him. If he did he might get some clarity about this supposed crush he had as well. Maybe he was just imagining things.

It was just as he was finishing the last part on the article when he got the idea. He smiled proudly to himself as he scribbled it down point by point on his planner. It was perfect. In a month was the time for the yearly school festival and the theme for this year’s festival was music.

All the clubs had already begun planning for it and he knew that both the brass band club, the music club along with the theater/acting club were working on a show together. That could count as something to write about for sure, maybe a weekly thing up until the festival? He could feel himself getting more and more excited the more he thought about it.

He had spoken with the rest of the club about the idea later that day and everyone had agreed that it was a good idea. He had conveniently arranged it so that he would do the interviewing of the music club while the others did the two other clubs. He worried however that it would be changes to that plan because people kept backing out of things ever so often.

He would just have to wait and see.. and hope that it would work out the way he had planned. They spent the rest of the day making a theme for each week with questions to go with it that would be asked the different clubs.  

When he walked out of school that afternoon was his spirit so high that he was humming loudly to himself even though people around him could easily hear him. He had checked out that band Seungyoon had talked about and sung a song from and he really enjoyed most of their songs.

He had been humming one of them when he walked out the main gate of the school grounds. He stopped abruptly however when he saw Seungyoon waiting outside the gate. He was leaning on the brick wall looking up at the sky probably worrying about how long it would take before the grey sky would unleash its wrath on them, soaking them in the process.

"Don't stop because of me" he said shifting his focus towards him. He had not realized that he had frozen on the spot as soon as he had become aware of exactly who it was. He pushed his glasses a bit further up on his nose and tried to think of something to say. Preferably something cool. He got nothing however.

"I heard you were doing another piece on the music club?" Seungyoon continued looking up at the sky again.

"Yeah we are, well it's about the festival really. We are writing about the acting club and the brass club as well". He went over to Seungyoon and leaned casually on the wall as well.

"That's good, we want as many people as possible to come see us" Seungyoon said. "I'll be stopping by your club room after school tomorrow if that's still ok?" Seunghoon asked.

"Yeah, no problem" Seungyoon said and picked up his guitar from the ground. A blue car was driving up to them as he did and stopped in front of them. Seunghoon looked over at Seungyoon giving him a questioning look.

"Band practice" Seungyoon said and opened the door. "You should come see us sometime" he continued as he got into the backseat. The car drove of down the street and Seunghoon was left behind watching it disappear around the corner far down the street. The low grumble of thunder could be heard in the distance, he looked up at the now pitch black clouds with a huge smile on his face.

"You should come see us sometime" he repeated to himself as the first raindrops hit his face.

"I should" he continued as if Seungyoon still was there. 

It was a week later and the first articles on the different music clubs had already been printed and put out around school for people to read. For some reason had the brass band club gained the most popularity without Seunghoon knowing exactly why. Seunghoon guessed however that it might be at least partially because of their star member whom they had printed on the front page this time. He was a tall athletic guy with middle parted hair and slanted eyebrows. He thought he looked unamused and rather arrogant, but the girls were all about that by the looks of it. 

He was on his way down to the brass club now because as he had expected had there been a change of plans and it was now his turn to write about their projects for the festival. Next week would be his turn with the music club and he had to admit that he was a little, no very excited about that.

When he got to the brass club however could he hear someone talking rather loudly inside the clubroom. He couldn't make out what they were saying so he knocked and looked inside. To his surprise could he see that it was the star of the club that was yelling and it wasn't just anyone he was yelling at. It was Seungyoon. 

He didn't realize right away what he had just walked in on, but as he looked at their faces did it quickly become obvious that it was something rather serious because both of them looked upset. He excused himself and began backing out of the room, but before he had reached the door was Seungyoon already walking past him. He watched as he left before turning towards the guy Seungyoon had just left behind. He was still trying to calm himself down it seemed because he was looking away clenching his fist.

"Should I leave or?" Seunghoon asked giving the guy a skeptical look.

"No, it's fine. We have any appointment anyway" He went and sat down by one of the tables, fidgeting with his phone while giving Seunghoon a doubtful look.

"So what's the theme this time?" He asked. Seunghoon took up his pen and pushed his glasses further up on his nose. It was a habit he had adapted recently even if he only used glasses for the sake of fashion and not because his eyesight was bad.

"Well last time was concept, this time is planning and next time is execution". He looked up as he said the last part. It was obvious that he weren't paying attention so he decided to introduce himself since he weren't sure if he had done so before. He reached out his hand and said his name looking expectantly over at the guy.

That seemed to have shaken him out of his daze and he gave him his hand saying "Taehyun, Nam Taehyun.. nice to meet you. Haven't we met before?"

Seunghoon smiled, now that he heard his name again could he recall that they had way back at the beginning of the school year. He asked him a couple of questions and then he explained about the plan for the music setup. The photos of everyone had already been taken the first week so it was a quick job. Seunghoon thanked him when they finished and got up to leave.

"I'm sorry about earlier, we haven't been able to get along that well since we split up a few months ago". Seunghoon looked at Taehyun.

"Well you have to now that the clubs are working together" He said trying to sound positive, but neutral. Taehyun just shrugged and looked away so Seunghoon took it as a sign that it was time for him to leave.

"Split up, split up?" He repeated to himself more than a couple of times as he walked back up to his desk at the newspaper club. He hurried to write out the article working on autopilot while his brained worked on completely different scenarios.

He had sat like that for more than an hour when he realized that he actually might have competition. Maybe even competition with an upper hand. He sighed and wondered why that had not occurred to him before. He knew that Taehyun already was popular among women and even if couldn't see the charm was he sure that other guys probably could as well. At least they weren't together now.

He decided to focus on the positive. Next week he would be interviewing Seungyoon for the last part of their article series. If he brought it up as well. It was too much. He stretched his arms up in the air and grinned. Maybe things would work out for him this time? He was excited that’s for sure.

Another week passed and he didn't run into Seungyoon at all. He couldn't stop thinking about him however and counted the day until it was his turn to do the interview for the paper. When the day finally got there he noticed that he was significantly nervous about it. He stopped to re-think what he was going to say and even second guess his questions for the interview even though they had been decided together with the club days ago.

When he finally got to the music clubs group room was he surprised to hear that there were no sounds or music coming from the room. Maybe he had gotten the time wrong. He checked his notes, no he was only 5 minutes early. 

He knocked on the door and saw that there were only a couple of first year girls in the room. He could feel his stomach sink at once and couldn't help but to let out a small sigh in disappointment. He quickly regained his posture though and introduced himself to the girls. They giggled and replied. He had not seen them there before and asked if they were in the club as well. They just giggled again before replying that they weren't.

He didn't want to ask them about Seungyoon, but he really wanted to know if they knew anything so he said: "I'm here for a interview with the leader of the music club?" they just giggled again and he could feel himself getting more and more annoyed at them.

"We know, we have a message for you" so they did know something. He gave them a look saying go on, but one of them just reached out a hand with a note in it.

"He said for you to meet him at this address at 5 this afternoon" they both stared at him, but he somehow managed to stay calm in front of them. His insides were screaming though, and rather loudly at that. He went over to them and took the note. He knew this address so it shouldn't be too hard to find. "Is it.." one of the girls started speaking but stopped mid-sentence because the other poked her side with her elbow.

Seunghoon just looked at them unamused, but he always tried his best to be polite so he thanked them for the information before he started backing towards the exit of the room.

He looked at the note as soon as he had closed the door behind him. What was the meaning of this? He could have told him to come himself? Well whatever the reason was so could he not go to meet him. He needed his answers for the paper and he was curious of what he would find at the address. He had a small inkling to what it could be.

The clock showed 04:45 in the afternoon as he walked up to the building at the address he had acquired earlier that day. It was a somewhat shabby looking place, but it had it's own charm and he could hear faint guitar music flow out from the cracks of the walls as he got closer.

His feet took him up the stairs before his mind was ready and when no one opened the door when he knocked did he somehow enter and walk down the hall without giving it much thought. The reason he was as dazed as he was could probably be blamed on several different factors like nerves and infatuation among others. The main reason however was that only moments after he had walked through the door had the person

Playing guitar down the hall begun on a cover of The Kooks.

He was expecting him then.

He followed the sound down the hall and into a big room. There was a small stage at the back of the room with instruments laying spread around it. No one was on the stage however, but Seungyoon was sitting in one of the deep windows with his guitar. He didn't stop playing right away and the volume of the amplifier made it feel as if his ears were vibrating and it gave the butterflies in his stomach an extra umf as they bounced around in there rather violently.

It was first when he stopped playing that Seunghoon noticed that he weren't wearing his school uniform. He was wearing a pair of very ripped black jeans with his pale skin showing all the way from his thighs to above his ankles. He wore a tight white shirt along with a grey and green checkered flannel shirt. It was his bright smile however that captures Seunghoons attention the most.

As soon as he had noticed Seungyoon had he stopped moving to look and because of that were he still standing only a few meters away from the door.

Seungyoon motioned for him to come closer with a wave and Seunghoon thought he could hear him say something as well, but he weren't quite sure what because his ears was still echoing the sounds of the guitar.

"Thank you for coming here" Seungyoon said jumping down from his spot by the window.

"I thought this would make it more interesting" He continued. Seunghoon managed a smile now and met his gaze properly for the first time since he entered the room.

"Thank you for inviting me" He replied now taking in the full impact of the room. It was an old ball room with huge windows partially covered in dusty maroon drapes. The walls must have been white once, but today they looked grey. The roof was beautifully decorated, but it was missing big pieces of the carvings in several places.

"This place is rather something" he said not taking his eyes of the roof "This is where your band practice?" it was rather grand for a high school band practice room he thought now looking at Seungyoon.

"Yeah, well lots of bands practice here. We got it two afternoons a week these days though" Seungyoon said now looking at the stage. "We have concerts here as well on the weekends, all the bands who practice here host it together. It's a lot of fun". He walked towards the stage and climbed up on it reaching out a hand for Seunghoon to grab pulling him up on the stage.

 They both stood there and looked out on the empty ballroom littered with music equipment and chairs. "I can only imagine" Seunghoon said as he wondered how huge a crowd they could gather in a room like this.

"We are playing here two weekends from now, after the music festival is over". Seunghoon looked at him and could literarily see his eyes sparkle as he spoke of it. He quickly decided to ask him if he could come before his courage failed him, but Seungyoon beat him to it asking

"You will be here right? This is me officially inviting you". Seunghoon nodded, but couldn’t resist the temptation to play hard to get for just a moment and sat down looking through his bag. "Just let me check my schedule first" he said trying to hold back a grin.

Seungyoon sat down next to him on the stage leaning towards him trying to see his calendar eager to see if he was free. That weekend was completely blank except Sunday which was marked study group.

He held it up to Seungyoon to show him while saying "looks like I am free". Seungyoon only smiled at him for a while before saying "hearing that makes me happy"

The cheesiness of the moment got to him and he replied "getting to hear you play live makes me happy" They looked at each other both grinning before they started laughing at the same time never letting go of the others gaze.

Seunghoon was at his usual spot in the newspapers club room. He had been going over the interviews from all the three music clubs and found that the one from the brass band club was particularly bad and wondered if it was his club members or Taehyun the leader of the club who was to blame. He had been cooperating well enough with him when he had been the one doing the interviewing. Although he had no facts on anything actually happening for him act that way did his gut feeling tell him that it had something to do with Seungyoon and now also possibly him.

He and Seungyoon were just friends though, or not even that. They had not spoken about it, but he felt like he could call him his friend by now. When he had met up with him for the interview had they ended up sitting around for long time afterwards talking. It turned out that they had a lot in common; both being from the same city, shared a love for the creative arts and had a lot of common favorites in everything from books to movies.

Thinking back on that day made him smile if not anything else so had he made a new friend. He didn't have a hard time making friends, but he rarely made connections like these.. he gnawed on his pencil again connections like these.

He looped the thought a few more times before daring to think it properly; a love connection? Ah he hid his face and smiled into his hands. He was excited, whoever this tuba guy with the strange middle parted hair thought he was so could he beat him. He wanted Seungyoon for himself and he was ready to put in the effort in an attempt to make it so.

It was the morning of the festival, everyone was rushing around trying to get things in order. It would be divided by years and classes the first day and by school clubs on the second. His class ran a cafe with traditional baked goods and he had somehow been tricked into wearing a costume for the occasion and he was now walking around with his usual white shirt, but a pink tie, black pants and a pink apron. Very manly indeed. He didn't mind all that much though, because almost everyone in his class was wearing the same thing and the overall impression was pretty great.

He had hoped to get time to walk around and see how the other classes were doing, but he like he often did begun taking charge of things early on to make things run smoother and every time he tried to leave had someone come up to him to ask for instructions.

It was therefore already past noon when he had time to sit down and taste some of the baked goods himself. Just as he had stuffed his mouth with the first bite however had he heard someone walk up behind him. "Boh!" he said right behind his head more as an hello then in an attempt to surprise him. He then sat down on the chair next to him.

Seungyoon was dressed up as well, but in what he only could assume was a farmer outfit complete with a straw hat.

"I like your hat" Seunghoon said nodding towards him. "I like your apron" Seungyoon replied nodding back towards the pink apron. "Well thank you" they both said at the same time equally amused by their own lame humor.

Seungyoon then went and got himself some baked goods as well and they sat there talking for a while about the festival and the performance the clubs would present the next day.

Seunghoon could feel his mood lighten every time they met and this time could honestly say that he had his nerves in control as well. He had to admit that it had made him really happy seeing him turn up and he thought it was special since it was the first time he had not been the one to be responsible for them meeting. He admired his courage as well since he probably didn't know anyone else around here being in a lower grade then him.

That didn't appear to bother him at all not even when he looked like he did with his straw-hat and blue overalls. He was talking with people passing by and waved back at a couple of girls who were visiting from another class. He had to go back to his class a short while later and Seunghoon didn't get any time to miss him because the rate that people came to visit his class just kept increasing.

When the day finally came to an end were he exhausted, but he wanted to upload the pictures he had taken during the day at the club room before going home so he headed down there right after finishing of cleaning the classroom. He had only walked half way there when someone called out for him from one of the classrooms. He peeked inside and saw Taehyun leaning against the teacher’s desk.

"I saw you with him earlier today" he said, not looking at him. "I'm only going to tell you this once: Back off! Don't get in my way. We, I and him are not over so don't. Just don't"

Seunghoon looked at him confused for a moment, but then he recalled the other day at the club room. "I understand" He replied wondering what the right thing to say in this situation would be. It was obvious that Taehyun tried to intimidate him, but he weren't going to let him.

"I'll keep that in mind" he said while smiling politely at Taehyun. "Can't make any promises though" he continued now with his back to him walking casually out of the room. As he began walking down the hall did he suddenly feel a rush of excitement and at the spur of the moment did he turn back around and headed back to the room where Taehyun still was standing. He poked his head inside, smiled at him and said "good luck!".

The second day of the festival had passed in a blur. The newspaper clubs events during the day had been a huge success and when the time for the show in the evening finally came were everyone exhausted, but still excited to see what they had been able to create. Seunghoon and a few from the newspaper club were sitting at the front row to take pictures and to make observations for the last part of their article series.

The show was a good mix of humor, drama and pure entertainment, The brass band club led by Taehyun fit in surprisingly well and you could probably tell even from the last row of the audience how smug Taehyun was about it.

By the end of the show had he completely forgotten all about Taehyuns smugness however, The music club had set up a mini concert at the end with Seungyoon and a couple of others as their main singers. They completely blown away the crowd with their talent leaving everyone in awe.

Their eyes had met a couple of times during Seungyoon’s time on the stage and he had made sure to smile brightly up at him every time. When they were done had he joined in with the rest of the crowd cheering enthusiastically.

There had not been much time to speak afterwards, but they had exchanged a few encouraging words before going their separate ways that evening. He had wished that he could have spoken with him more, but it was only one more day until the concert at that old venue so he wasn't too bothered about it. He would be seeing him soon enough.

It was the day of the concert and he felt strangely calm about it. He would turn up, watch him sing and tell him how well he did like a good friend. That was the plan anyway, but he secretly hoped for something more.

He weren't sure what though and a place like that with so many people were hardly the place for a love confession. Not in his world anyway. He had decided on his outfit the night before excited to finally be able to show his personal style and got dressed quickly even for his standards. He had put on The Kooks again as a silent tribute to their ever growing friendship singing along to the parts of the songs that he thought fit them best. "Killing Me" began playing as the second song and he stopped what he was doing to listen:

It's killing me

Yeah, the things that you can do

That no one else can do to me at all

Am I wasting my time?

As I feel that I'll go out

And find someone that's out of luck too

And if I had to do it all again

I were to feel the love that I know you can send

Did I send love?

Did I move too close?

Seunghoon turned the music of and walked out of his room. Did he send love? Did he move too close? Why was it that when he really wanted something his own mind would get in the way. He pondered this as he made his breakfast.

He wondered if Taehyun would be in his way as well. That was more of a solid obstacle for sure, but probably just as hard to overcome if not harder. He sighed and decided not to think about it. If he did turn up would he just have to deal with it then.

Somehow had he managed to arrive a bit late to the venue, but he was still in good time for the concert. It was really crowded inside, but the atmosphere was still calm with people just standing around chatting. He ran into a few girls from his year who were there to see one of the other groups and he spent some time talking with them waiting for the first band to start playing. They could inform him about the line-up and there were three bands playing with Seungyoon's being the second.

He spotted a few other familiar faces as well and time passed quickly so when the music started was he almost a little surprised. The first band was a bit too hardcore for him and seemed influenced more by metal then rock music. They were great at playing their instruments however so when he got used to the screaming didn't it sound so bad after all.

When the first band ended their performance was his ears already ringing and the temperature in the room had risen considerably since he first got there. He didn't pay much attention to either of those factors now though because the next group were entering the stage amidst smoke and blue lights.

As soon as the crowd realized what was happening did they all turn back towards the stage cheering loudly. He moved slowly towards the stage as they set up their instruments and by the time Seungyoon had grabbed microphone had he found a good spot to view their performance from. He never asked Seungyoon which role he had in the band and had for some reason assumed that he was the guitarist.

Seeing him take the spotlight as the singer however didn't look bad at all. His voice was perfect for these kinds of rock songs and he wondered if they wrote all their music themselves because the songs they played were all new to him

Time felt like it was passing too quickly and before he knew it was it time for the last song. Seungyoon talked about how they always took a request from the audience and how they also had done so this time. He said that this song was one that he had become increasingly fond of lately and how he was happy to share it with everyone.

It was a bit different then their original music, but he hoped the audience wouldn't mind. He switched from the electric guitar he had been playing on so far to a acoustic one. He then looked out into the audience smiling one of those stunning smiles of his before he started singing.

It was The Kooks again Ooh La this time and he sang it smiling as if he was very amused to be singing this song. He thought their eyes met by the end, but he might have been imagining things because he could probably not see anything because of all the lights. He was at the last few lines and again couldn't Seunghoon be sure, but it sounded as if he changed she to he singing "he was such a good boy to me".

Seunghoon laughed at himself thinking that it must have been wishful thinking hitting him hard this time.

The song ended and Seungyoon with the rest of the band thanked everyone before walking of stage. Seunghoon began walking to the side of the hall to let others get a better view of the last act for the night.

It appeared that this band was the one most of the people had come to see and people were pushing towards the stage to get a better view. He ended up with his back against the wall barely seeing the stage by the time the last band had begun playing. He thought they were pretty good and nodded along to the music clapping along with the crowd every once in a while.

What he had not noticed that someone now was leaning up against the wall as well and he jumped a little when felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to look and saw that it was Seungyoon. He was saying something, but it was impossible to hear what over the sound of the crowd and the music from the stage.

Seunghoon pointed to his ears and then to the stage to signal that he could not hear him. Seungyoon then stepped closer and yelled into his ear. His ears were ringing by now and he still couldn't hear much so he shrugged, smiled and shook his head.

Seungyoon just smiled at him and looked out on the crowd for a moment. He then turned towards him again and opened his mouth slightly. Seunghoon leaned closer in a last attempt to hear what he was trying to say. He didn't try to say anything this time however, instead he leaned up against him and kissed him.

His world was spinning along with the ringing in his ears and everything felt more dreamlike then real. He would not let this moment pass with himself standing there passive and dazed however so he kissed him back while grabbing his shirt firmly.

He knew he would treasure this kiss forever as their first kiss and as the minutes passed without them breaking the kiss he slowly gained confidence in that it would not be their last kiss either.

Author note: My first oneshot! Yay! It was lovely to chat with Zee along the way and I hope you like it Zee! I did my best ^-^ We thought it was sad how Seunghoon always got the weird side roles in fics and decided to make him the main person in one ^.^ he is such a star and so it was a pleasure writing from his perspective. This story is written based more on the Japanese school system then anything else because the Norwegian one I know is very different from the Asian one I think. Don’t ask me why some of the text is black.. aff won’t listen wah.

This was my first AU as well. Takes quite a bit of research don't they? The next story I'm writing on is a KangNam one, but I also decided to write a sequel to ALIC - A lesson in cooking. I know some people are already excited for that one :) it's kangnam/minwoo and chaptered so keep a look out for it over the next week!

Also check out The Kooks, they were pretty much my inspiration for this story along with the ideas from Zee. They have a song called Seaside which is rather lovely :) acoustic guitar and all that.