The panic had been creeping up when they first met, Jongjin was affraid of kungsoo's intense gaze and there had been an akward, tense feeling between them. He couldn't shake the feeling that Kungsoo didn't like him and felt insecure about the distance between the members. They were supposed to work toghether almost every day from there on and what would they do if they couldn't get along? Despite this, going from perfect strangers, they ended up being the closest in the group. Instead of avoiding eahothers eyes, they serched for them, they looked for approval in each other every time they did something good, or something bad. 
   They ended up looking at each other a lot. 
   They used to look at each other with admiration. However, there was something that had changed. Kungsoo did no longer look at Jongjin's hair and became jealous. No, he just thought it was perfect, like looking into the bright sun.  he caught himself several times staring and stopped his hand on it's way to reach out to touch the long strands that fell into Jongjin's eyes.   
   They once again had taken the seats next to one another, sitting closely because of the many members pressed together infront of one tv. Despite it being very natural, them being so close, the tension had started to build between them. He could feel the back of Jongjin's hand against his own and his heart beating heavy in his chest. The sound of the movie fading out, all that exsisted was that hand, so close, yet not enough. And he could see the tall boy doing the same, staring down at their hands, longing for them to intertwine. Then, at the same time, they shifted for each other, cupping their hands into each other. Two sweathy palms in a cold living room, closely together. Protected by the dark, they could escape the looks of their group members that silently watched the movie on the screen.
   Kungsoo looked down on their hands, felt the preasure. It felt like all that he was, was the parts of him that touched his friend. While sitting up, all that they could, touched each other, pressing against one another. From their sholders to hips, to knees and even feet. yet, it didn't feel enough. 
   In a bold moment, he looked at Jongjin's face and eyes met. There was something there he had not seen before. Jongjin was looking at him with warmth and, lust. His whole beeing was screeming at him, to lean in, to throw his arms around thouse wide sholders and press their chests together in a tight embrace. He swallowed hard, his breath, getting stuck in his throat and heart beating loud in his ears. Then, Jongjin leaned forward and Kungsoo followed. In a brief moment their lips joined. Ever so light and soft. Their gaze one again locked and a lingering on their lips that stayed for the rest of the night.
They had progressed once again, becoming something more than friends.