minho let out a tired breath as he bent over, extending and stretching his joints so his body wouldn't feel so heavy and restrained.

small beads of sweat pooled at his forehead and latched themselves within his hair, and with yet another shaky exhaled breath, he ran a hand through the damp locks.

the dance instructor that was responsible for overseeing everyone's choreography was already on his way out of the studio, and the some students had already left as well. the other ones lingered, congratulating each other on a job well done, as everyone'd managed to complete quite a lot of moves for the class.

minho's breath hitched inside his lungs once more as he sharply inhaled, and when he finally stood up to his feet, he felt quite a bit dizzy.

a hand made its way on top of his shoulder, and when minho finally turned around, he was face to face with a pair of twinkling round eyes and flushed freckled cheeks.

"here," felix let out, passing the older male a cool water bottle, "i don't think you remembered to bring your own bottle."

minho let out a airy laugh. his chest felt like a pressurized container. "y-yeah. thank you..."

felix grinned, looking far less out of breath and burnt out than minho, and suddenly the dark haired male felt like hiding away. he probably looked like a huge mess, his hair disheveled and his cheeks as red as an overripe tomato, and he felt bad for the australian who had to witness him like this.

"you okay? the choreo was a bit hard." felix laughed, and minho's heart leaped at the bright sound.

"nah, i'm fine." minho grinned, shaking his head. "i just... need to head back to my dorm room and take a shower. and i'll be all set."

"and eat something as well, alright?" felix gently instructed, lightly patting minho's arm. his touch felt hot on the older male's skin, and his heart sped up even more. "i don't think i even saw you take something this afternoon."

his face showed an expression that was completely sympathetic, and minho hated it.

"i did though," minho swiftly lied. "i'm fine."

felix's brown eyebrows narrowed. "...okay. i just -- i want you to be eating well, okay?"

"you're treating me like a baby," minho joked, laughing despite the way his ribs felt like they were being pricked. "if you forgot, i'm older than you."

"of course you are, hyung." felix smiled at him, and for a moment minho felt like he could just ignore all his problems, focusing on the radiance of the younger boy's smile instead.

"i have to go now, minho. i have a class in like, forty minutes and i have to go freshen up," felix spoke again. when minho passed him the water bottle, he held out his hand and shook his head. "keep it, hyung. i have several more where that came from. anyway, i'll talk to you later?"

"yeah," minho replied, and soon after, felix was gone. there was still a part of him though that wished the foreign male had stayed, but he pushed that part of him aside and focused on heading back to his dorm for the time being.

he was too tired to feel disappointed this afternoon.

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changbin✔

changbin✔: bro, i'm here behind your door

changbin✔: open up

minho: why are you here

changbin✔: are you serious?

changbin✔: so i'm not allowed to enter your dorm anymore? is that what you're saying?

minho: sigh

minho: it's not that

minho: i'll open the door
for you right now, don't worry.

soon enough, minho made his way to the door of his small dorm room, unlocking the door without much problems.

behind it was a smiling changbin, who promptly held up a bag that seemed to contain food.

"i got you a little something, courtesy of felix! and me, as well," changbin spoke, before stepping past minho to enter the dorm. the taller male nodded, feeling a bit nervous at the mention of food.

"felix already said he won't be coming over for a while, since he has some stuff to do, and seungmin is out on a date with some guy," changbin continued, taking a seat on the tiny couch that took up some part of the livingroom space.

"okay," minho nodded, closing the door. after he did this, he turned around and sighed. "okay, what do we have?"

"we have your favourite type of street food -- spicy rice cakes -- and we also have some chicken and noodles, and -- " changbin looked through the huge plastic bag. he let out an overdramatic sigh. "oh, we may have some alcohol as well."

"ooh, scandalous," minho laughed, smiling when changbin laughed as well.

"it's a shame seungmin and felix can't join us in pigging out on this right now for the time being, but oh well." changbin grinned, patting the side of him on the couch. "at least we have each other."

"we literally shouldn't be sneaking in alcohol into the dorms," minho spoke, but he'd already inched his way over to changbin's side.

changbin regarded him with a smirk. "but that's what makes this so fun, right?"

"i guess." minho shrugged.

"and on a serious note; i bought all this so you could cheer up this afternoon. i hate seeing you look so down," changbin said a few seconds in, before placing a comforting hand on the taller's thigh and giving it a reassuring squeeze.

minho bit his lip, his nervous fingers turning on the tv with the remote. "thank you, but i'm okay though."

changbin just stared at him, probably not believing him in the slightest, but he decided to drop it for his friend's sake.

they soon paid attention to the movie playing on the tv screen, getting started on the junk food along the way. the movie was a comedic one, one that entertained both males and easily made them laugh.

little by little, minho felt his shoulders relax and his chest lighten, and he became much more comfortable.

as night fell and stars took over the dark sky, changbin and minho had already gotten their hands on the alcohol stashed in the plastic bag.

minho felt his worries gradually lessen the more shots he took, and he laughed even more now, especially with changbin's hilarious jokes and his equally as hilarious laughter.

"i...i need to tell you something," changbin said a couple minutes later.

"...sure, i guess," minho nodded, his head feeling light and woozy all over. his cheeks were warm from the alcoholic drinks he'd consumed, and his chest felt even warmer as changbin'd pressed himself against his body. his shorter friend's hair tickled his neck.

"this is weird," changbin chuckled, pouting a bit. he softly poked minho's arm, and when the taller male looked down on him, he smiled. "but i -- i like it when you hold me."

"that is really weird. you... you normally hate skinship," minho reasoned, hiccuping a little.

"i know. but -- but i want you to hold me, and hold my hand or whatever. and i don't like it, but i also don't hate it either. ughh," changbin groaned, "i hate being like this..."

it was a clear as day that both males were drunk off their asses, so minho obviously didn't take his shorter friend seriously.

"wow...okay..."

"i'm serious, minho," changbin giggled. "i...i think you're cute. like this adorable looking kitten. i've thought that about you for quite a while."

minho smiled, but a headache had started to build up inside his head. "...okay."

"and i know it feels wrong, since you like felix. but i just -- i think i like you."

minho's head started to throb, and he winced, almost dropping the bottle in his hand.

"minho... are -- are you okay?" changbin asked. he'd already taken the bottle out of minho's hand, looking incredibly worried. well, as worried as a drunk person could look for their friend.

minho just shook his head yes, suddenly feeling hotter than ever. he stared out of his dorm's window, and looked at his friend again. "i don't think seungmin and felix are coming over anymore."

"yeah, i guess." changbin said, staring at the floor. "i'm guessing you'd want me to leave soon then."

"hey, there's the couch. you can sleep on it," minho joked.

changbin chuckled in response, grinning at the dark haired male. "right, of course."

minho's head felt like it was cornered with fuzzy cobwebs just as changbin's arms wound themselves around his neck and his lips touched his. he let out a sound of surprise, but the alcohol had dimmed any other sort of response he would've had concerning changbin's actions.

the shorter boy's lips felt soft against his own, nice and full, yet minho still felt strange. his pushed those feelings aside however, and focused instead on the warmth his friend's body and touches emitted, kissing him back.

minho didn't feel anything else other than warmth, and as soon as he thought about another face -- one that had numerous freckles on it -- he could almost forget about what he was actually doing.

he kissed changbin harder, running his hands underneath the shorter's shirt, feeling his muscly torso in the process -- pretending that he was holding a much leaner person instead -- and unaware of the full extent of his actions as the alcoholic drinks had taken away any caution he may have felt.

with changbin, it was easy for minho to pretend. and maybe it was the alcohol that made him so bold that night, or maybe it was because changbin had given him the attention and comfort he so badly craved from someone, because the next thing he knew, he'd woken up early that next morning on his bed, feeling utterly and completely disgusted with himself while a naked changbin was curled up at his side, under the sheets.

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a/n: thoughts on this so far?