Replay, Replay, Replay, Henry/Mesh :3

[Hayden Rae Lee]

Run 'till you touch the sky,

Run 'till your heart is filled with your dreams.

› O U T F I T | s o n g ~ ‹

"HENRY, YOU'RE KILLING ME!" Jae Chan screamed just as the bell signalling the end of their period of practice rang. Hayden was just sitting on the benches, legs crossed as he watched the St. Anselm's drill team practice. He had gotten inside of the school with the help of Ming Zhe and Hun Sei who drove him over. At first, St. Anselm's had surprised him. Seriously, the size of this school and all their fancy facilities and classrooms. Jesus, even their gymnasium looked extremely high end. Lannister wasn't so bad, really, but if you compare it to St. Anselm's then you'd know how much money people invested in this school and just how money was the one that made the lives of these students and authorities go round and round and round. These Saints.

Hayden had no qualms, really, he liked the school. The structure was fine, and while walking over here he noticed a few of the band practice rooms which had decent equipment. Yeah, all the best for the Saints. He'd also, really, really boldly took a quick break from watching the team to get a shake from the cafeteria. Not that it was full at around this time, there were barely any people. But it was obvious he wasn't from here. He wasn't even wearing a uniform - ahahha these kids had to wear uniforms. He actually snorted when he saw Jae Chan in his formal uniform looking so cleaned up and tidy and the image of a perfect Asian straight A student. And then his laughter died when Jae Chan threw his jacket over to him and changed into his sweats for drill.

But yes, the walk to the cafeteria wasn't that long. He'd bought a mango shake, really, and it was more enjoyable than getting coke from the vending machine just outside. Though the vending machine was more appropriate seeing as he was an alien to this school but whateeeveerrr, if he was visiting then he might as well go on little adventures himself. He sipped at his shake and turned his attention back to the team who were almost done, his gaze resting on Jung Bae for a while. Jung Bae was a pretty good dancer, he had an appeal to himself, a strong presence when he danced. Jae Chan's dancing was different, it was fiercer, his movements just flowing but at the same time it had an edge. Jung Bae's dancing was sexy, that was the word, while Jae Chan's was fierce. He looked at the other members who were pretty decent themselves but were obviously showed up by the Korean-Chinese trio and he tilted his head as a movement caught his eye.

Henry, there, just standing a little ways off in front of them in the middle. Henry Yuan's dancing was different from Jae and Jung. It was even different from Hun Sei, all of their styles were different but there was a certain spark to Henry, a bang! that had Hayden's eyes locked to him for one full practice of their song. At first glance Henry looked as if he was just your small, baby faced and innocent little boy who'd smile at anyone and have people fawning over him. But Hayden had passed that point already and saw Henry for who he was - he was adorable and tiny and cute, really, but he was also a leader of his team. Plus, he was just on fire during the routine that Hayden had to lean back and take a long sip from his drink. Henry was on fire, really, and his dancing was just...Well, what's the word? Amazing.

"Henrrrryyyyy~~~" Jae Chan called again, trying for a lighter, cuter tone as draped himself over Jung Bae. Jae Chan's footing slipped and he stumbled in front of Jung Bae, righting himself up by grabbing one of his member's arms and then going back to Jung Bae, leaning against him. "I'm tired. I'm tired. Where's my Mingie? And Henry we're done, aren't we? Henrrryyyy I gave you cake, have mercy on me!"

Jae Chan was such a whiner. Well, he whined a lot during their breaks but Hayden saw his determination. He didn't give up. Jae Chan complained a lot, screamed at Henry's evil doings and even called to Ming Zhe when she'd dropped Hayden off not to leave because Henry was going to kill him but he didn't give up. Not once did Jae Chan's steps and movement become sloppy. He shut up when they danced and slipped into a totally new person. It was amazing, seeing as Jae Chan was a psychotic idiot who had cut off his internet for two days AND gave him cake at the same time. Totally psychotic.

Hayden dusted his pants and set his drink down beside him as he slipped his phone back into his pocket. He waved at them and Jae Chan, who's head lay against Jung Bae's shoulder, looked up at Hayden and grinned. "Did you see how cool your hyungs were, Rae-ie~~?" Ah, that endearing tone he used all the time, trying to sound like a hyung who was sweet with his cute tones. Hayden couldn't help but shrug his shoulders and grin back, waving at Jung Bae too and then at Jae where he nodded.

"That was something, that's for sure." Hayden called back as he took a few steps down from his bench and then walking over to the one nearest to them. "And cool? It was cool. Daebak, hyung~" Another smile as he tossed Jae Chan a bottle of water and Jung Bae a clean towel. Jae Chan pried himself off of Jung and began drinking, slumping down against the wall to sit on the floor. Hayden looked at Henry then and smiled at him. "Henry, the routine's great." He didn't have to mention that his Hun Sei hyung would have a hard time shaping up his own drill team to catch up with the progress of Henry's team.

"Do you want water?" He asked Henry, one hand stretching out in front of him to pass him another bottle water. "That was really intense. And I actually want to try Hun Sei hyung's drill team now, I think."

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[henry yuan]

I'M AT THE T - O - P ; THE SKY IS NOTHING TO ME

i do everything you can't, yeah, i do it flawlessly

He wasted no time. Henry couldn't afford to. He already missed every single practice last week. He couldn't afford to let these punks slack off. He knew the coach would have made sure that these kids worked, and he was sure that their passion for dancing would keep them dancing and practicing. But Henry was picky. A perfectionist? Not exactly. But he was good at recognizing people's limits and pushing them far against that wall until they tear it down. He sees constant progress with each of them; torturing them was just his way to poke at their fighting spirit and get them fierce with every step and every beat. He admits it's hellish, but it works.

"YAH, YOU PUNK!" Great, now Henry was using that godawful Korean interjection too. This is what he gets for hanging out with Koreans all the time. And for having a Korean step mother. He glares at the unfortunate soul who happened to be a quarter of a beat off of the counting. They still continued to dance though. They knew the drill. Whatever the hell Henry says, unless he says stop, they keep dancing until the end of the routine. A lot of them learned this the hard way. Henry waved his hand. This was a stop, and many of them took it with pleasure and collapsed on the floor, sitting down and catching their breath. The unfortunate soul remained standing, embarrassed and frightened.

Henry glared at him before turning his back and looking at him through the mirror. "Ya, Kevin, it's this-" He started doing part of the routine in slow motion. "-this-" and he continued to do it, saying 'this' at every pop, lock, and move and beat. The poor guy just kept on nodding. Henry turned around briefly to glare at him directly. "Do it with me." He didn't scream that time, but his voice was almost murderous. To mess up now would mean an early death for this kid. Really, Henry. Sometimes people wondered if they had all murdered him in the past life and now he was back to get revenge.

But that's now Henry operates. When it comes to dancing, he's a lot stricter but he's also a lot nicer -- but that's really confusing, isn't it? What it means is that he would slow down a part of the routine for a little, making sure ever move pops and connects with everyone else. He would make people who mess up watch him carefully, do it with him a couple of times, and do it by themselves while he seriously tells them what they need to do. Times like these, Henry looks absolutely. . . cool. Now if he could only manage to be this cool outside of this gym. . .

He motioned for the rest of the team to stand up and start the routine again and watched them through the mirror. He doesn't usually dance with them, partly because he usually does it when they're only a couple of months away from the performance date. He usually just stares at them intently, watching every inch of their movement and stopping them every now and then. He doesn't have to do it all too often though. He was graced with talented kids. All he needed to do was fire up their spirits. "Kim Jung Bae, watch your face! AIYA JAE CHAN YOU PUNK MATCH CHARLES' EXTENSION!"

By the time the bell rang, Jae Chan was whining constantly again and Henry was beginning to get annoyed. He usually actually has a higher level of tolerance during practice (even if that's hard to believe), but now Jae Chan was close to reaching Henry's limits. Henry clapped his hands once. "Alright, alright, you punks! Stop whining. If you can still talk, you can still dance!" He glared at all of them before waving a hand as he walked over to his duffel bags. "Alright, get out."

Henry stooped down and pulled out a teddy bear thermos (a prized gift from Ming Zhe) gulping down water as if he'd just recently gotten out of a desert. He could hear Jae Chan whine about how tired he was and how Hayden thought the routine was cool. Hayden. Huh. Henry almost forgot that Hayden was there. Probably because when the music is on, only him and his choreography matters. He took the towel from his duffel bag and wiped his neck and dabbed his face with it. He bowed as some of the more respectful members of his drill team bowed to him, thanking him for his hard work, before he turned his attention to Hayden.

"They still need more practice," was his simple and blunt response to Hayden's kind comment. He was exhausted too, to be honest. Yelling like that after a week of not yelling and just keeping to himself was just tiring. He took the seat next to Hayden and glared at Jae Chan clinging to Jung Bae. It's obvious on Jung Bae's face that he was just being forced to act as Jae Chan's post because of seniority. Sometimes Henry pitied Jung Bae.

When he heard Hayden was going to start taking up dancing again though, Henry turned to him with a bright smile. "That's nice! Hun Sei is a good captain. I think you'll have fun." He continued beaming at him until he remembered something from their past conversations. "Oh, but what about your mom? What would she say?"

But really though, Henry has very little care about whatever objection Hayden's mom would have to him dancing. After all, it wasn't like he was doing drugs or anything. He was dancing. It was harmless. Some people are worshiped because of their skill in dancing. So why not, right? But now that the idea of Hayden dancing popped into his mind, Henry wanted to see it for himself. He heard from Hun Sei that he was good, that he had solid moves and liquid-like movements. Now he's curious of Hun Sei's taste remains to be unquestionably good. "Why don't you dance for us a bit?" He said, grinning at him with his happiest grin, a rare treat for the very few members of the drill team still around.

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[Hayden Rae Lee]

Run 'till you touch the sky,

Run 'till your heart is filled with your dreams.

› O U T F I T | s o n g ~ ‹

Hayden could see how Jae Chan always persevered when it came to dancing, when even if Henry was a bit hard on them, Jae still didn't give up. Sure he screamed a lot but that was just it, Henry just had a big voice for someone his size. Seeing Henry coach them personally, waiting for them to get one part of the routine before continuing to the next. He was a good leader, he really was. He knew how to handle his team. And any team where Jae Chan was in was surely one team that was going to be too crazy to handle, but Henry, oh Henry was probably the only one who could handle the firecracker that is Jae Chan.

Jae Chan was still on the floor, sipping at his water and just looking at Henry who had taken to sit beside Hayden. Jae Chan was so tempted to just pour the water all over him right there and then but he stopped himself, he needed more water than a bath right now. Though Hayden was pretty sure he was hopping into the shower the second he got the chance. Taking his attention off of the tame and calm blonde, Hayden looked over at Henry and wasn't really surprised at his enthusiasm to have Hayden join Hun Sei's drill team.

He nodded, agreeing that Hun Sei was indeed a good captain. "I'll watch Hun Sei hyung's practice this Thursday and then tell him about my decision." He paused, remembering his mom. His mother wasn't entirely hard or strict but Hayden was the type of son to not want to disappoint his parents but going against what they wanted. They only wanted what was best for him and they thought dancing was a waste of his time. He smiled, a bit sadly and shook his head.

"I don't think she has to know. Well, not yet, anyway." He could always change at school and as long as his mother didn't come prying at school then she wouldn't find out. It was his father he was afraid of. If he found out Hayden was even thinking of going back into dancing instead of going deeper into his pursuit of music and schooling then he'd have Hayden drop drill team. Or go to school and demand he drop it. They weren't exactly controlling, not really, they were his parents and he respected their wishes and wants but dancing...It was as if he was born to be a performer, to dance on stage. That was the all star dream. "It's just dancing. They don't have to be so stressed over it."

Startled. Hayden twitched, a barely noticeable one but he was startled at what Henry had asked him to do. That and the huge grin made him less like the cool captain of drill, less like the annoyed Henry when he was with the other Koreans and more like...Just like a normal Henry who knew how to stretch his features up in a grin that lighted his face. He stared for a moment, surprised and he felt a flush creeping up into his face. Yeah, his blushing problems. They were not good, really. "I haven't practiced in a while, though. I might make a mess of myself."

At the mention of Hayden dancing, Jae Chan's head perked up and he bounced off the floor - literally just bounced off the floor - and staggered for a moment before going over to them. He already had his phone in his hand and the empty water bottle in the other and was looking at Hayden with a smile on his face that didn't look very sly or cheshire-ish. It looked like a nice smile. Hayden had a bad feeling about this. The other members of the drill team were still idling, catching their breaths and just sitting around that Hayden was, well, embarrassed to the possibility of him embarrassing himself in front of them. But Hun Sei had praised his dancing and Hun Sei was always honest. Or maybe he was just being nice because Hayden was his dongsaeng but still. Hayden was confident in three things: Vocals. Instruments. Dancing. So he had to at least be decent, right, to be so confident? But he hadn't danced in ages and...

"What the hell is that?" Hayden said, eyes immediately narrowing to glare at Jae Chan. Music had suddenly started, blasting in all the corners of the auditorium. Jae Chan shrugged his shoulders in an innocent manner and grinned. The grin was far from innocent, it was a challenging grin. And then...Oh dear god, the music. It was a Korean song. A bubbly, KPop song. Gee. Yes, that was it. And Jae Chan was already slipping his phone back into his pocket, his fingers locking around Hayden's wrist and he pulled. Hayden felt his feet give in as he was pulled in front, Jae Chan letting go once the chorus had started. "Hyung?" Hayden said, now afraid of his much shorter hyung who had already started the dance and as fierce as Jae Chan danced earlier in their more masculine routine, he was absolutely...A ssantiprince now. Kkap. Ssanti. A diva in dancing. He grinned and laughed, pulling Jung Bae into the dance and singing along, his voice going as high as the girls though he didn't hit any of the notes all that much. Hayden cringed.

"Hyung, I'll dance! I'll dance if you just...Stop." Hayden said. He could not dance to this song, seriously. It just went gee gee gee and was cutesy and girly and yet Jae Chan made it look...Ugh, jesus, it's not even right for words. Immediately the song stopped as Jae Chan made the last sweeping gesture for 'gee~' and he looked at Henry, a grin on his face before looking at Hayden, his phone out. Oh...He actually had someone acting as his operator, who was just a text away. And of course the playlist was made by yours truly, psycho Nam.

"Ah, I needed that after Henry's rigorous routine!" Jae Chan said breaking off into a laugh as another song started. He bowed down elaborately to Hayden, giving him the stage and then plopped himself on the bench next to Henry, legs crossed and eyes on the boy who stood in the middle in front of them. Jae Chan liked to play around, really, but he was also curious to see Hayden's dancing. He'd heard Hun Sei brag about his talented and cute dongsaeng (Jae Chan had countered that he had his own adorable dongsaeng that he pestered around alot aka Jung Bae, too). "Let's see you move, Hayden!"

"You shouldn't expect much, okay." Yeah, humble. But he directed it at Henry. He offered a small smile and prayed silently that he wouldn't mess up. It had been a while, really.

Her whisper is the Lucifer~...

He started off slow at first, trying to let the song sync in. He knew this song, he had already done a routine for this song himself before. Well, he'd always loved the electric dance tracks and it was no surprise that Jae Chan had this song on him, though it was convenient, really. And then he really moved and it was as if he hadn't stopped dancing. At first he was still trying to get the feel of it again but then after a few seconds he was immersed in dancing again and got the complete feel of it. He felt his hair fly back as he moved. And man, this guy could dance. He stopped then (0:35 mark) and lifted his hand to his forehead, pushing back his hair and noticing just how much he'd sweat and how he was already trying to catch his breath.

Hayden looked up at the hyungs who sat just in front of him and smiled sheepishly. He had looked so...So cool when he danced but now he was giving a shy smile as if he'd done something wrong. Jae Chan's mouth was open a bit and his eyes wide as he stared at Hayden. "뭥미?! (What the hell) Yah! Lee Seong Rae!" Hayden winced at the use of his Korean name and took Jae Chan's reaction as a good thing.

Well, it was tiring. He took a sip of his water and rolled his eyes at his blonde hyung before looking at Henry, a nervous smile on his face now. "How did that go?" Hayden asked, feeling a little light headed. He felt great, actually, his pent up frustrations having been released through his dancing, his emotions. He had poured more than his sweat and energy in that short routine and now he felt refreshed, felt relaxed and...Happy, yes, Hayden Rae Lee was happy.

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[henry yuan]

I'M AT THE T - O - P ; THE SKY IS NOTHING TO ME

i do everything you can't, yeah, i do it flawlessly

Henry was always like this after practice. Some people say that if they ever wanted to meet Henry, they should meet him after practice, because that's when his true colors shine. That was probably why those members of his still managed to bow and thank him at the end, despite the daily torture they grieve on everyday. He would always have his head clear, would always be calm, and would always just be happy every practice. Even during terrible practices (especially the ones earlier in his captain career last year). He doesn't know how or why, but dancing always provided that refuge for Henry to just be Henry.

He turned to Hayden with a smile as he explained how he'd tell Hun Sei this Thursday about his plans, but his smile faltered slightly at the mention of Hayden hiding it from his mom. It slightly bothered him that Hayden has to hide something like dancing from his parents. He just didn't understand why their parents have to be so against them dancing. It was legal, it was safe (as long as you don't do crazyass routines 24/7) and it made them happy. Henry could pinpoint several other people like that in his team, people who made a deal with their parents to stop dancing after high school. People who Henry see everyday at practice, willing, ready, thrilled and just downright amazing at what they do. People who would need to give up their dreams for financial stability. He looked down at his thermos.

He didn't really want to comment on the whole parent thing. He didn't want to go off into that tangent because it would only remind him of home, and he doesn't want to remember home inside his refuge. It defeats the entire purpose of him shielding himself away from those problems through dancing. He understood it was somewhat cowardly to do so, but whenever he was brave, whenever he was courageous, it always ends terribly for all of them.

Henry had asked Hayden to show them some of his moves, to protect Choi Hun Sei's reputation for having impeccably good taste, and for Henry to just see it. He'd always enjoyed seeing people dance. For some reason, Henry was incredibly keen on seeing Hayden bust or a move, or whatever have you. He gave Hayden a reassuring smile and even placed a hand on his arm. Henry nodded, feeling like he was more and more sinking into that annoying Korean culture by being a good hyung to his adorable dongsaeng. "Don't worry. It'll come back to you as you dance."

Jae Chan had pulled Hayden up, suddenly coming to life at the mention of Hayden dancing, and making the necessary steps to set the stage. It wasn't really the first time Jae Chan did this to Henry. Whenever Henry sees Jae Chan on his phone, Henry knew he was either about to dial Ming Zhe to make her listen to Henry's yelling or he was contacting his minions to blast the gym with girl-group songs so he can do his godawful ssanti.

It took Jung Bae three beats to recognize the song, and five seconds to bolt from his position next to Jae Chan to where Henry was sitting. He was not going to do that horrible cheap dance with him. No way in hell was he going to embarrass himself like that. So when Jung Bae was pulled by Jae Chan, he clung to Henry for dear life, and Henry glared at Jae Chan. "AIYAH! YOU PUNK!! Don't desecrate my gym! GET OUT YOU CHEAP DANCER! OUT!"

Hayden screamed almost at the same time after Henry had stopped yelling, begging Jae Chan that he would dance for him if would just stop. Everyone else in the room seemed to agree, though a lot of them already have laughter on their lips. They were actually planning to leave, but the idea of seeing a Lannister kid dance would be a nice treat. They weren't judgmental people, or at least, Henry didn't think so. They were goofy children who were curious to see someone's dance moves. Sometimes Henry would bring Hun Sei to practice because Hun Sei brings out the best in Jae Chan and Jung Bae, and the rest of the drill team gets sucked into their mad passion for dancing.

Henry was about to get lost in his memories, remembering days when he and Hun Sei would collapse on the floor of Hun Sei's private dance practice room, drenched in sweat and barely able to breathe and getting up two minutes later, ready for another five-hour long routine. They became insomniacs together. But while Hun Sei would lie about sleeping for a week after that day, Henry does it. Another song played. Something with a good beat. Something Henry recognized, and from the looks of intrigue on the other members, so did they.

He watched Hayden slowly get into the feel of it. He started out a bit weary, a bit self-conscious. He was trying to get a grasp of the music, as if it was a friend he came across with but couldn't remember his name at first. Henry watched with intrigue, leaning back a little and finding odd comfort against the wall. He watched Hayden slowly get into the feel of the song with narrowed eyes.

He could move, Henry decided. Hayden knew how to dance, and he knew how to move his body well. There were slight locks and slight pops whenever he would extend his hand, and there would be that attitude whenever he would twist his body to the other side. The more he danced, the more precise his steps became. Henry could almost feel his confidence rising to a climax. He was excited to see more, to see what else Hayden would be able to do, but he stopped. He was reduced again to that cutesy, humble dongsaeng that he was, as the rest of the team opened their mouths slightly in disbelief. Some of them talked amongst each other, saying it was cool, saying it was good. Some of them tried copying some of the moves. Some of them suggested the team should do that song. Henry shook his head at that. His voice was stern, and every syllable seemed to be measured. "Hun Sei won with that song two years ago. We're not doing it."

Jung Bae, who clung to Henry before, slowly leaned forward as he watched Hayden. Now that it was over, he felt a slight bit of competition with him. He already has that easy, approachable look, and now he has that cool dancing talent to go with it. He felt somewhat threatened... but all the while intrigued. It was weird. Definitely weird. He turned, somewhat in a daze, to Henry as he said something about Hun Sei and how they weren't going to do that song. From what he could tell, and from what he knows of Henry, that look on his face, that tone of voice, and the way he said his words meant his mind was working in full-drive. Some of the more observant people in the team would realize this, too. Henry the genius choreographer was plotting.

He placed a hand on Jung Bae's thigh, casually, as if he just dropped his hand and it found a place there and he turned to face him, his voice was a whisper. "Don't make plans for this weekend." Jung Bae nodded knowingly. The two of them often danced together. Jung Bae trained personally under Henry, and the drill team knew that. They get jealous sometimes, of course, especially Jae Chan who couldn't even poke Henry harmlessly without being threatened with death or being flung across the room. But Henry doesn't pick favorites. Jung Bae just happened to live by so close. His hand slid off of his thigh as he turned to Hayden with a smile -- an appreciative one to compliment his dancing.

"See? You didn't make a mess of yourself." He stood up, throwing his thermos into his duffel bag and then turning again to Hayden. He continued talking to him as he put his things away, his back turned to him, but his voice warm and friendly. Genuine, yes, that's the word. "Hun Sei would love to train you. I'm actually jealous he'll get to see that everyday but I won't." He turned around with another friendly smile. It was like he was always smiling towards Hayden. He didn't really realize this, but even if he did, he wouldn't have minded. Henry's smile is always met with Hayden's, and Henry decided that he liked his smile. "You were amazing."

To the rest of the drill team members, that sentence was probably as rare as rain in the Sahara. Henry would give compliments. Short ones. Monosyllabic. "Good." "Great." "Cool." "Nice." But he would never use a personal pronoun. If he was going to use a pronoun, he would use relative ones. That or this. And to be able to solicit that from Henry was the biggest confidence boost ever. Jung Bae stood up from his seat - - one of the other few people who had the pleasure of being complimented and referred to with a personal pronoun. Jung Bae gets more compliments in private, so really he didn't mind, but then again. . . Henry was his hyung. He couldn't help but feel a little bit jealous. He stretched a little. "Captain," He said nonchalantly, "you wanna head out now and get some juice?"

Henry turned to him with a nod and a slight smile. "Alright. Let me lock up." And that was the signal for all those drill members still idling by to get out. They stood up from where they plopped themselves, bowed and thanked each other, and Henry, waved their goodbyes and continued talking as they left the gym. The more of them left, the quieter it got until their conversation became echoes and their echoes became silence. Jung Bae nodded and bowed at Henry. "I'm going to go to my locker first okay, Henry?" Henry nodded, and then turned to Jae Chan and Hayden. "You guys go get water, I'll meet you in the parking lot."

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[Hayden Rae Lee]

Run 'till you touch the sky,

Run 'till your heart is filled with your dreams.

› O U T F I T | s o n g ~ ‹

The praise was more than enough to fuel Hayden's depleted ego when it came to dancing. He felt alive when he danced and he couldn't even remember why he'd stopped or why he wasn't going to pursue it after today. Yeah, he was determined. He was going to join Hun Sei's drill team. It would be a great way to spend his time and energy as well as put his talents and skills to use. It would be a waste, right, to not put such blessings and graces to good use and show it off?

He ran a hand through his now slightly-damp-with-sweat hair and let out a huff as Jae Chan patted his shoulder, still amazed at his performance and dance. A different song was playing, one lighter (Hello - SHINee) than the other one but it was still a good dance song. Jae Chan didn't do any of his dances, though, just passed Hayden his fruit shake. He was a good dancer, that was for sure. Hayden was easy to be friends with and Jae Chan heard he could sing, too. Yeah, this kid was just a bundle of angels, wasn't he?

Hayden met his smile again and wasn't surprised that he started to blush again. Yeah, okay. So he liked Henry, what's the big deal? Henry was cute. And shared the same passion for dancing and Henry was kind to him in a way that he wasn't soft to the others. But no, Hayden didn't let that get to him. Maybe he was just kind and nice because they weren't close, because he didn't want to scare him away. But he liked Henry and his smile, that was for sure.

"You can drop by Lannister some time and watch us practice?" Hayden asked, sure that Hun Sei would be more than happy and welcoming to his decision. If he knew better - and he did - he was sure Hun Sei saw this coming, saw Hayden going back into dancing again and joining his drill team because it was just one of those inevitable things, things in life that you saw coming. And Hun Sei saw it coming, that was for sure. Getting back into dancing was one of those things he just couldn't avoid. Dancing was...Soulful. As was with singing.

The praise that came from Henry struck him the most. Was it a rare thing? It probably was, judging from the others reaction. Amazing. He had called him amazing. There was a tone there that suggested that yes, a compliment from Henry Yuan was indeed amazing because it was amazingly rare. Hayden looked him full on once he turned back to him and smiled, an extremely bright and cheerful smile that brightened up his whole features and reached his eyes. "Thank you, Henry~." It meant a lot to him, that sort of praise. It came from someone who was so smooth in his skills, who was captain of his team. It was a big deal for Hayden.

Hayden pushed his discarded jacket to the side and watched as Jae Chan mouthed the rap to Hello and Hayden, ever Hayden who was quite pleased and happy with himself, sang the next part, his head moving to the music and his body moving slightly as he sat right beside Jae Chan. Though he turned around to face him as he made up playful steps for the song, all the while singing the words. "Hello, hello~ Nareumdaero yonggil naessoyo~ Hello, hello~ Jamshi yaegi hallaeyo~ Hello, hellooooo~"
"Ya, you can sing too?" Hayden didn't say anything, just shrugged his shoulders and smiled, not really gracing that with an answer but instead he stood up and looked at Henry again and felt the song seep into his bones. The song faded and Hayden trilled the last "hello~" before sipping at his shake and then nodding at what Henry had said.

"Okay, we'll see you outside then~" Hayden was in a state that Jae Chan called a high that someone who loved dancing so much got after dancing. Jae Chan was in the same high himself though after dancing he was either going to get insanely hyper or just be so high and happy from dancing that he'd end up falling asleep. Now Jae Chan was just a bit tired and he grabbed his bag and his St. Anselm's jacket and swung it over his shoulder, nodding at Hayden and then at Henry.

"Come on, Hayden~ I can drive you home!" He grabbed Hayden's wrists and Hayden looked at Henry, a bit of fear in his eyes. Jae Chan was a psychotic driver, no way was he getting in his car. "Eh, hyung, I'm thirsty...Let's get water first. And you can show me around St. Anselm's on the way down~" At the thought of touring Hayden, Jae Chan perked up and nodded. The other students wouldn't mind, really, if Jae Chan was with a Lannister. They would just shut it because he was Nam Jae Chan.

Before they passed through the doors, Hayden waved at Henry and tried to pay attention to Jae Chan who was now saying that they should practice together because they lived so close to each other. And who was now insisting that Hayden teach him the routine to that dance because it was wicked.

They were nearing the cafeteria when Hayden felt around his waist and realized that he'd forgotten his jacket. He sighed and stopped while Jae Chan halted but didn't stop in his chatter about the party the other night and about how Hayden really shouldn't have stopped dancing.

"Hyung, I left something back at the gym. I know the way to the caft, you can go ahead and I'll catch up later with Henry." Hayden said, already turning back and heading towards the gymnasium as Jae Chan shrugged his shoulders and tucked his water bottle in his bag. With a simple, 'ok, I'll get you something to eat.' Jae Chan, too, was going the other way and entering the cafeteria while Hayden made his way back. Would it be locked? If it was already closed then he would be able to run into Henry on his way back and tell him he'd left something. He reached the gym's doors and his hand fell on the door's handles and he waited, looking around and breathing a sigh of relief when he found his jacket and then his eyes looked for Henry, his fingers gripping the door's handle, waiting to see the senior before he entered.

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[henry yuan]

I'M AT THE T - O - P ; THE SKY IS NOTHING TO ME

i do everything you can't, yeah, i do it flawlessly

The wheels in Henry's mind were turning and turning and turning. He was usually like this when he sees someone dance, especially if they danced really well. Re replays their entire performance in his mind. He starts picking out the things he liked and the things he didn't like and tries to come up with a way to make the routine his. He decides whether the routine they currently have could be improved by the routine he just saw, or if he would discard the routine they currently have altogether and replace it with the routine he creates in his mind just by seeing that one performance. This rapid thinking... this was the genius that Henry Yuan was known for and the reason for why this kid became captain during his sophomore year.

He got hell for it, sure. They couldn't believe that this tiny kid was going to have to lead Saint Anselm's award-winning drill team. He could dance, they gave him that much, but they didn't believe he could lead them. They became stubborn with him. They gave him attitude. What they didn't expect was that he would have twice as much attitude in him as they have in all of them combined. He yelled at them. Called them all punks and made them undergo hellish training. They were all too shocked that this little prince was yelling so loudly that their shock turned into fear, and their fear turned into respect, no matter how twisted that might seem.

He took them all the way to National's that year. They made it all the way to the semi-finals until the Lannister had beat them. Henry watched their performance on tape later on and found out that their winning routine had key moves directly from a certain Choi Hun Sei. He was made captain the following year, and Henry congratulated him. But at the time when he found out he lost to Hun Sei's choreography, Henry felt cheated. Hun Sei never told him that he was helping choreograph the Lannister drill team. The last thing Henry heard from Hun Sei about the Lannister drill team was that he might have a very good chance of entering the varsity team as a sophomore in the next year. Henry didn't realize it was such a good chance that he was even going to be the co-captain for the varsity team the following year. Henry felt absolutely betrayed, and whatever secret fling they were starting to have then have collapsed into pieces. Even their friendship nearly ended.

. . .and watch us practice? Hayden's invitation barely registered in Henry's mind. He heard the last few words and his partly attentive mind had pieced the question together. He smiled briefly at Hayden as he shook his head. "Nah, Hun Sei wouldn't want me to scare his members." He chuckled at his own joke, and hated himself for putting the blame on Hun Sei, when really, it was Henry who solely decided he doesn't want to come. He hated seeing Hun Sei dance with other people. Call it selfish and call him jealous, but Henry was the one who introduced the boy to dancing, and through their love for it, they became the unbreakable brothers. They never talked much about their feelings, never talked much about their problems, but they would always dance together, and through their powerful dancing, they expressed how they felt. The one understood the other without the need for words. That was the type of relationship they had, and that was the type of relationship Henry wishes they still have. But his stupid pride had tainted it forever, and he hates himself for it.

He gave Hayden another reassuring smile. "I'll watch your performances though. I'm sure you'll make the team hard to beat." He stuck out his tongue playfully. "But I wouldn't count on defeating us Saints so easily." This little comment solicited some cheers from the members still idling by. Some of them even went so far as saying whoop-whoop and screaming out the age-old cheer followed by a roaring, "LIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONS!" Henry grinned at their enthusiasm. In a school filled with fakes and snobby rich kids, he appreciated that at least their spirit was genuine.

Henry's compliments seemed to not only leave an impact on the rest of his team, but it also seemed to elicit absolute happiness with Hayden. Happiness that he expressed through a song. Henry was as surprised as Jae Chan seemed to be. Hun Sei didn't tell him anything about Hayden's singing talent, so maybe Hun Sei didn't know either? Henry couldn't explain it properly, but he felt slightly elated from the idea that he had caused this closet singer to sing out loud. Of course this stupid Henry only thought that since Hayden already danced, he was just showing off that he could also sing. He didn't even for one second believe that his earlier theory that he had caused Hayden to be happy to the edge of singing was plausible.

He clapped briefly, and then, finally tired from having so many people still crowding his gym (ten people seems too much for Henry, especially now when all he wants is the gym to himself), he gave them all a stern look. "Alright, alright, you punks are overstaying your welcome. The custodians are gonna be here soon and you know how they are with loitering kids." Henry rolled his eyes along with some of the other older students. The custodians were. . . well, they never appreciated the richer lifestyles of the students and they showed it through their rudeness. He began bowing slightly and waving as the members started piling outside. He watched them leave through the corner of his eyes, pretending to be busy packing his stuff in his duffel bag, and as soon as they all cleared out, and as soon as their echoes turned into silence, and the final resounding echo of the closing door faded into nothingness, Henry collapsed on the floor.

He lay there briefly, staring at the ceiling, admiring the echoing thud that resulted from his fall. He screamed. The echo filled with the gym and the mirrors shook slightly at the sudden reverberation from his yell. He sat up quickly and quickly stood up to go to his duffel bag. Panting heavily, his head felt dizzy, both from exhaustion and his quick rising, and also from the stress that has been bottling up inside of him. Not to mention the massive amounts of flashbacks lately. Maybe it's the impending doom of graduating that's causing him to remember his past more often now than ever before. A premature midlife crisis if you will. He huffed one huge breath and forced himself to calm down. He closed his eyes and began steadying his breathing, counting down from ten slowly.

10. . . 9. . . 8. . .

The gym stood still. But in his ears, all he could hear is his breathing, and all he could hear is his desperate scream still echoing in his mind.

7. . . 6. . . 5. . .

He heard his heartbeat loud and clear. It was quick, as if chasing after something - - anything that Henry could hold on to so that he wouldn't feel so damn alone. He screamed again.

The gym shook with the force of his scream, and the echo of it reminded him of his desperation. Reminded him of his grievances, of his sorrow. He wiped the tears off of his eyes and began singing.

He sang because he didn't want to hear all of these noises inside his head that reminded him of his sorrowful desperation. He sang the words to a song that first comes to his mind. One with sorrow, one with regret, one that made him feel like he was both on the edge of breaking apart and breaking through. He sang, softly at first because he was still trying to catch his breath, to calm his heart. But as he sang, he became louder. He sang with all of the feelings that he could muster up. He sang without controlling himself, without limiting himself. He sang so powerfully and soulfully that he had to scream it out loud. He sang his heart out. Sang until so much of his sadness has risen up that he couldn't utter one more word.

He didn't finish the song. He never does. He only gets up to the most important part, the most emotional part. Because by that time, he would have already spent all of the energy he has left from practicing so hard and have already screamed his heart out. He breathed heavily as the last note he sang echoed in the gym's walls. His heart calmed down the more he listened to that echo, and by the time the gym reverted back to its stoic self, Henry had already recomposed himself. He stuffed all of his things in his duffel bag and grabbed a jacket he saw in the corner of his eye. He was about to stuff it in his bag, too, when he realized that it wasn't his. He grabbed it and started heading out for the door.

When he grabbed for the door, he pushed it slightly and realized that there was another person on the other side. It took him a moment to recognize it to be Hayden. He gave him a friendly smile as he raised his jacket with his one hand. "Did you come back for this?"

TAG: Hayden + Kris noona // NOTES: So it took me an hour to write this, ish. And I'm sorry I couldn't keep my HunHan feels out of this post. It's just. UGH. HUNHAN MAN HUNHAN!!!! and the song Henry sang is this. He stopped at the 1:04 mark and just sing-screamed it with so much emotion ide klsajdlkajdlkaj // OUTFIT: lol just...sweats // SONG: Fantastic Baby - Big Bang

[Hayden Rae Lee]

Run 'till you touch the sky,

Run 'till your heart is filled with your dreams.

› O U T F I T | s o n g ~ ‹

"Your team has amazing dancers," Hayden said, thinking back to the members of Lannister's drill team. He couldn't name them all but they were also good. But Henry's team had Jung Bae and Jae Chan and Henry himself could set the whole gym on fire that the Saints could be hard to beat. Not that Hayden cares much about winning or anything, really, he just wants to dance. And the members of Lannie's team were fine dancers, too, some of them he knew and were his friends. Yeah, guess he had no other choice but to make friends with them, too. But then there was the ever powerful and skilled Choi Hun Sei who had routines that could sweep anyone off their feet.

He didn't have to be told twice to leave and Jae Chan was more than eager to grab something to eat. And so they left though the song still rang in Hayden's head and the image of dancing in front of more people, with Hun Sei again after so long, made him feel excited. And happy. This was probably one of those really rare days where Hayden can't stop smiling. And sure he smiles all the time but those smiles never really reached his eyes, those smiles were nothing close to his smiles now. And Jae Chan, well, Jae Chan just kept on talking and complaining that he was thirty and Hayden understood how Henry went crazy with Jae. If he had to hang out with this guy for one week at school he'd probably go psycho, too. Not that his mental stability was pretty sane. He blamed his hyungs.

"Teach me the routine, Rae." Jae Chan said, turning to him and Hayden sighed and nodded. He was a good dongsaeng as his hyungs were good to him and as much as Jae Chan drove him crazy, he was still a good hyung and Jae Chan was a good dancer so he figured it wouldn't be so much of a torture to practice with him. Besides, Jae had a huge house and for sure there would be a dance practice room somewhere.

"Sure, hyung...You have to teach me how to bboy, though." Because that was Jae Chan's area of expertise. Getting low, getting down and dirty when it came to dancing. Hayden's dancing was different of course because Jae's style was more, what, gangsta? Ghetto-Korean-ish? Yes, that was it. It was strong and hard and Hayden's style was more fluid. But he enjoyed the company. He had truly missed dancing and resented his mom a bit for taking it away from him. But he could never hate his parents for wanting him to stick to his studies and practice the violin. They were used to his over achieving older brother and sister who were just the stars and the moon combined while here he was, Hayden, nothing truly special except for his musical abilities. And that was something none of his siblings had. His brother was a good singer, for sure, but when it came to instruments and dancing, nothing came more naturally to him.

It was insane how he managed to live off of months without dancing but seeing Hun Sei dance all the time, seeing Jae Chan break out sometimes. He thanked Henry for getting him back into dancing. He actually had no plans in joining Hun Sei's team until Henry had asked him to dance. Yeah, he had to thank Jae Chan too because if it wasn't for Jae Chan's horrible ssanti, Hayden wouldn't have stepped forward and danced. And it was one of the most releasing things ever. "Jae Chan hyung, thanks." Jae Chan wasn't stupid or dense so he just gave Hayden a small pat and a nod of his head.

"If you started dancing and you're good at it, there is no way you'll have the heart to stop." Jae Chan said with a grin on his face and Hayden found himself grinning at his hyung. It was true and it was moments like this - without the insanity - that he appreciated having Jae Chan as a hyung. "And let's practice this Saturday. I'll grab Hun Sei, too."

"Your place, then. And please don't lock me in your basement." Jae Chan rolled his eyes and laughed without promising that he would leave poor Hayden out of the basement. "It's okay, Rae, the basement is large, you can dance down there." And that was when they reached the cafeteria and Hayden had forgotten his jacket and made his way back to the gym, his eyes locking on his jacket. It took him a while to see where Henry was until he looked down and found him on the floor, just staring up at the ceiling. Hayden was about to push through the doors and ask if anything was wrong when he started to sing.

Hayden had stood still, in a sort of trance, just listening to him. How could...How could he sound like this? The song was in Chinese and although he couldn't understand a thing, it still spoke to him. The way a song in a foreign language can speak to you because the singer is incredibly powerful and pours out all his emotion in the song. And that was what Henry was doing, pouring his heart and soul in the song. Hayden's hand fell to his side and he stood there, transfixed, surprised that a song could sound so sad, so tragic and beautiful at the same time.

The scream seemed to rock the whole gymnasium and Hayden flinched out of his trance, though Henry's voice still echoed in his mind. He looked at Henry as he got up to rise and then backed away from the door. That wasn't something he should've heard. Henry looked as if he'd just released emotions he'd been holding back the same way Hayden had released and opened himself up when he danced earlier. But the song...The song had seeped into his bones, had touched his soul and was threatening to pull him apart. The beauty was in how sad it was, how Henry's voice was just so powerful and full of emotion.

Stumbling as he backed away, Hayden looked up and realized that he had no chance to pretend he hadn't heard anything. He almost slipped if he hadn't grabbed for Henry's wrist and he steadied himself though he dropped his hold on the shorter boy immediately as he rightened up. He looked at Henry and for the first time he didn't meet Henry's smile with his own. Hayden's eyes were wide and he had gone pale for one moment and the next his face had flushed again and something inside him warred. He felt as if his palm had been scorched when he'd grabbed at Henry. Instead of saying anything, he just reached for his jacket. But he didn't move, though, just looked at Henry and his smile.

How was it possible that he could sing like that? That he could move like that? He sounded like an angel, dear Lord. It was one of the most beautiful things he'd heard but he wasn't even sure if he was supposed to hear it, if Henry was supposed to let people know he sang. Hayden didn't realize it until he threw his jacket over his shoulder and the back of his hand touched his cheek. Damp. He didn't even remember when he started to cry, when the tears just started to well up in his eyes and glide down his cheeks. He let out a cough that sounded choked and turned away, rubbing his eyes with his hand and shaking his head.

This wasn't supposed to happen. He wasn't supposed to hear that. He wasn't supposed to leave his jacket behind. He wasn't supposed to feel as if Henry was the sun and the moon and the friken stars and the whole damn world combined. But he felt that way and he blamed the song, blamed Henry's voice and Henry's smile and he blamed himself for even coming today. Finally, after a moment, he felt his eyes go dry and wiped the sleeve of his jacket on his cheek. This wasn't supposed to happen. He wasn't supposed to fucking break down just because some guy started to sing and he felt the raw emotions of it. It. Was. Not. Supposed. To. Happen. But it did, and when Hayden turned to Henry again he realized that he didn't like Henry, no, he realized he'd fallen for him then and there, fallen head first into a pit he knew he'd hate himself for because it just wasn't a silly, small little crush that he could push away and forget. Nah, it was something along the lines of: in love and that thing, that feeling is intense.

But he had composed himself and Hayden sniffed, regretting his reaction earlier. Henry would've noticed how he'd looked shocked, how he'd looked afraid to go near him when he'd come out. Was he afraid? Partly, yes. And a part of him resented Henry for singing. If he hadn't heard that then he wouldn't be feeling this way. He sniffled, though, and just like how one felt when they'd cried, Hayden felt refreshed, sort of, but also felt closed up inside.

The smile on his face came too fast and it hurt him inside and out to smile that quickly after crying. But it wasn't the sad type of crying, it was the: Damn you, you moved me type of tears. "I forgot my jacket earlier, thanks." He said and though his tone was appreciative and thankful, there was a strained note there. "We should...Get going. Jae hyung said he bought you something from the cafeteria and that he'll wait for us in the parking lot." He added, hoping Henry wouldn't see him as an idiot for crying without any reason. But there was a reason and the reason was Henry Yuan and just ugh.

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[henry yuan]

I'M AT THE T - O - P ; THE SKY IS NOTHING TO ME

i do everything you can't, yeah, i do it flawlessly

Henry sang for himself. Only for himself. He doesn't let anyone know he can carry a note. When asked to sing, he does the bare minimum. He doesn't even think he can sing all that well. He doesn't want to sing all that well. He sings not because he wants to become famous for it one day. He sings because he wants to sing. He sings because he wants to scream, to let out the emotions within him, and dancing just didn't seem like it was enough anymore. There was too much pain, too much pressure, too much torment, too much sadness. He needed to find a different way to let it out. Hun Sei found the drums, Henry found his voice.

He can still remember it clearly. The first time he ever sang like this. It was after practice. After the first day he was deemed captain, and after the day he was blatantly ignored and rudely treated by his team. They muttered things about him being the favorite that's why he got the position. They muttered things about him not being worthy, not being capable. They muttered and whispered, and while he struggled to teach them a routine, they glared and shot daggers into his soul. They were mad at him, and they made it obvious. They all left after the coach left. He called out to them, saying they should practice. None of them turned. None of them bothered. He was left all alone at this same gym, and he found himself collapsing to his knees on the gym floor. The thud of his fall echoing in the empty gym as he began to cry.

He had worked so hard, he thought. Had worked incredibly hard to get to where he was, and when he got there, he was excited. He couldn't find the slightest bit of desire to sleep. He was too excited to lead his own drill team that he couldn't even blink. He wanted time to go faster, for the classes to become faster, and for the practice to just happen already. He hadn't felt this happy since... well, since forever, it felt like. And when it finally happens, this is how they treat him. Well, Henry was just absolutely. . . destroyed?

He screamed. And he screamed. And he screamed again until he couldn't find it in himself to sing anymore. He screamed his frustrations, and through some weird way or another, he screamed something that reminded him of a song. It made him smirk. Made him chuckle at his own frustration and desperation. He sang it, at first mockingly, then comfortably, and then in loud, unrestrained notes. He didn't really care how he sounded. He didn't really realize how he sounded. To anyone who might have heard, it would have sounded like a singer was being born. To him, it was just...relieving. Relieving and exhausting in a way three-hours of nonstop dancing was. He felt exhilarated, as if he was gaining second wind. He smirked as he gathered his things. Tomorrow was going to be different, he promised himself. And every single tomorrow since then had been different. He commanded respect, commanded admiration, but most of all, he commanded his team to be the best. And all he had to do was show him who was boss and scream.

As he gathered his things now, and with Hayden's jacket on his hand, he walked towards the door. A hum still on his lips as he continued to feel refreshed after dancing, thinking heavily, and then singing and crying. He felt as if he had just been born again. Like he was given a gracious second chance by the gods above. But all of these changed the moment he saw the emotions in Hayden's face.

He hadn't realized that Hayden was behind the door, so when he opened it, he must have thrown the poor boy off his balance, and Henry caught him by the arm before he could fall flat on his face. But Hayden quickly straightened himself up, as if Henry's touch was on fire. He almost tore himself away from Henry's grasp. Of course, Henry was alarmed, but that wasn't the last of Henry's worries. From where Henry was standing, Hayden looked like he just saw a ghost. "Are you. . . alright . . ?" He asked, carefully and slowly, not wishing to alarm the poor boy anymore.

Henry wondered what it could be that could stir so much emotion in Hayden. The last time he saw him, the boy was practically bouncing off the walls in his happiness, singing some upbeat Korean song. And now this. . . Henry could see tear stains on Hayden's cheeks. They were fresh, as if he had just cried. As if he hadn't realized he was crying. As if he wasn't given the time to compose himself. As if. . . Henry bowed his head slightly as his eyes peered closed slowly. He nearly released a troubled sigh. He couldn't meet Hayden's eyes. Henry figured Hayden must have seen him go crazy earlier. He must have looked like such a wreck. He was sure Hayden must think of him as a monster now. The thought of that actually happening sent a quick jolt of pain to his heart.

He got out of the door, closed it, and turned his back on Hayden so that he could properly close it. As he did so, he turned his head slightly towards Hayden, but was absolutely adamant not to meet his eyes. He couldn't. Hayden looked so destroyed. He was looking straight at him with pity, and Henry didn't want that. He hated the feeling of it. "You saw?" There was that defensive tone about him. His walls were up. He didn't want to talk about what had happened earlier. He didn't want anyone to know that he does that. He didn't want anyone looking at him with those sad eyes. He didn't want to be pitied. It hurts him more than anything. He doesn't want to see that sad face of Hayden. He hated it. He felt pain in his chest as he gritted his teeth as he listened to Hayden sniff.

He turned quickly to face Hayden again, trying to repress his anger. He doesn't want to raise his tone at Hayden. Hayden deserves nothing of this. He was mad at himself more than anything. He blamed himself for exposing Hayden to the wreck that is his true self. "Forget about what you saw, alright?"He smiled, though it didn't fully reflect in his eyes. He gave the jacket to Hayden and nodded at his offer to just get going. When they do meet up, Henry will just say that he'll just go home because practice was exhausting.

TAG: Hayden + Kris noona // NOTES: Err... I'm sorry but I think this is the end of the topic. D: Maybe one more reply, but yeah... // OUTFIT: lol just...sweats // SONG: Fantastic Baby - Big Bang

[Hayden Rae Lee]

Run 'till you touch the sky,

Run 'till your heart is filled with your dreams.

› O U T F I T | s o n g ~ ‹

There was an anger that bubbled up inside of Hayden, one he didn't know how to stop. But he was looking at Henry now and he was just angry. Not at Henry, he didn't have the heart to be angry at Henry, to blame him for what he felt. He was angry at himself. How could he let himself go this far? He had thought that it was only a silly little school boy crush on someone who was just a cute face. But Henry wasn't a cute face, granted, he was, but not just a cute face. There was something so much more in him that Hayden was just angry at himself for falling for him. Of all the people.

Henry's tone was cold, as if he was closing Hayden out of his world. Hayden felt a shock go through him and his vision cleared, totally cleared. He didn't so much as see as he heard. And he had no idea how Henry had taken that as something offending, that Hayden had heard him sing but Hayden knew that things like that didn't happen often and if they did then they surely were not supposed to be seen by others, especially not Hayden. Here he thought that they were going to be good. Going to be friends - the word made him cringe - but no. He had to hear the song and he just had to break down that it wasn't even funny anymore. This was not a joke and Henry was...Cold. Cooling off. When he smiled at Hayden and told him to forget about it, Hayden didn't see the usual Henry who was so kind to him, who treated him nicely. There was no hint of that in his eyes and he gripped his jacket tighter in his hands and nodded. If that's what he would want.

"I'm sorry I interrupted something, hyung." That was it. Hayden himself had crawled back into what could only be the coldest and darkest part of himself. Henry had told him not to call him hyung but Henry was...Different now. And Hayden was still mad at himself, mad that Henry could pour out so much emotions. He was also ashamed. What did Henry think? Henry would've probably found him pitiful. Crying. Maybe that was why Henry felt so closed up now, so distanced. Hayden could just feel the chasm that was getting wider and wider between them as they walked to the parking lot.

When he met up with the others and Jae Chan handed him a coke, he just took it without saying anything. The trademark Hayden smile was gone, wiped off his face. Usually, even if he was in such a foul mood Hayden would still have it in him to smile at his hyungs. But not today. Not now. Something had just cracked inside of him and something had just broken between him and Henry. Hayden was a child. Henry had seen him breakdown and had found it disgusting that someone could cry just like that. He was weak, okay, poor Hayden was weak. He got into Jae Chan's car without saying anything and buckled his seat-belt, his eyes drawn to the windows as Henry drove off and Jae Chan started the car.

Hayden had his phone in his hands and his fingers were so close to typing up an apology text. Or just a text asking how Henry was. But no, he turned his phone off and leaned his head back and didn't even hear Jae Chan's inquiry of how he was. Hayden didn't even notice that Jae noticed how his mood had just dropped, how Hayden's whole aura felt iced and closed up. And Hayden himself didn't notice how Jae Chan's driving had slowed down. Nope. He was just a block of ice now and when Jae dropped him off, he passed the unopened can of coke back to Jae and didn't so much as turn around to wave at his hyung. No, something had cracked inside of Hayden and it wasn't just a sick sense of realization that he had just fallen in love with Henry Yuan. Something had literally cracked. Maybe it was his heart, slowly breaking when Henry seemed so cold earlier. Henry probably detested him already but as Hayden sat down on the edge of his bed and closed his eyes, all he could hear and all he could see was Henry singing. It played again and again until the feelings swept over him again and he had to turn over because a fresh wave of tears had started.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come in the first place.

TOPIC END! Ah HenRae breaks my heart. *hits Henry with a stick* stupid heroine. <_< lol

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