The speakers pounded with a gentle rhythm as Neon-Hype completed rehearsal. Their bodies ached from hours of choreography, the sweat dripping off their foreheads. Mirrored walls reflected back at them how tired they appeared, but the high of performing kept their adrenaline going.
Kai sipped water, wiping his face with a towel, when Mick sat down next to him, stretching out as if he owned the lounge. A telltale mischievous glint appeared in his eyes.
"So… wassup?" Mick eased back, his voice too playful.
Kai raised an eyebrow. That tone. That face.
"What are you even saying?" Kai asked, already knowing there was some sort of mischief involved.
Mick gasped theatrically, pressing a hand over his chest. "Wow. Playing dumb now, huh?" He shook his head in theatrically-exaggerated dismay. "Yes, yes, why would you ever admit to declaring your love for Noah to be forever?"
Kai blinked. "Huh?"
