Squished The Face

"I'm alright. Just… trying to clear my head," he coughed before grinning, "It is an honor Suu Jin."

The pinkette's smile softened and Jin had to pinch his thigh the longer he stared at the perfect man.

'Wait! I wonder…'

Shun opened the box he had originally and inwardly squealed like an overexcited dolphin. It was either the universe or that witch's magic that this box was also Suu Jin's. This must be how the witch was going to kill him. This must be the test: How long could Shun survive a date with Suu Jin before passing out?

'Not a date! Ping will be there! Ping will be there.'

He reminded himself and almost fainted when the perfect idol walked toward him and spoke in that angelic tone.

"Pink is a nice color," the idol picked up the pink rose from his box and placed it against that perfectly sculpted nose, "I like it. Don't you?"

Being this close... He had to call onto his entire willpower and more just to not just kiss those pretty lips. So close was the idol prince to him, that he could smell the scent of roses and grass. Licking his dried lips, he blinked his eyes. Shun was having a hard time swallowing and so he just nodded, only to earn a brilliant smile that burned his skin into his heart.

If Shun was able to look inside, he would see the blast of that smile marking his heart. He was sure of it.

How was he going to survive this day?!

Once everyone was assigned a member of the group 1Luv, the trainees were told what they would be doing.

Shun really wanted to experience what an amusement park was. They did not have contraptions that swung you high in the air or any metal boxes that pushed you forward so fast, you could barely breath. Xiong Shun had not experienced what it was either and Shun really wished he had chosen a box with Pengu. That idol seemed so fun.

Then, he changed his mind and wished he had chosen Yanny's box. They were going to a zoo and Shun nor Xiong Shun ever seen bears that were white and black or giraffes with necks as long as a tree trunk. Back in his kingdom, he had witness brown bears and horses, but not koalas or crocodiles. Even those cute little penguins! Ah, Shun wished he had chosen Yanny's box. The idol seemed so nice to hangout with.

Sighing, he entered their designated cars and he frowned when all he saw was the blacked out windows. Another deep sigh left his lips and he shut his eyes with a pout. All they were going to do with Suu Jin was eat at a nice restaurant. Pulling at the red velvet tie around his neck, he subconsciously picked at the ends.

Fingers wrapped around his and he looked over to see green eyes staring at him.

"Let me fix your tie, Shun. Are you upset you did not choose the other boxes?"

Although his voice was kind and gentle, Jin was holding back the frown. Maybe Shun's feelings had changed for him? Inwardly shaking his head, he mentally smacked himself for even thinking there was anything there. Of course Shun would get flustered around him at that time. Shun knew he was a famous idol and probably was just infatuated with the thought of him.

'Just like everyone else,' he exhaled deeply and straightened the tie.

"Senior Jin," Shun whispered and Suu Jin looked into those brown eyes that was staring at him so wide and innocent.

A blink. Two.

Shun flushed and pulled away with a laugh. Covering his mouth, he was going to ask about the 'thank you kisses' again and almost forgot they were being filmed. Inwardly killing himself, he cleared his throat and bowed to the idol prince.

"Thank you, Suu Jin for fixing my tie."

"It is not a problem," the pinkette smiled and looked over at Ping sitting in the seat before them, watching them with a soft smile.

"Ah, red suits you quite well, Ah Ping," Jin complimented and Ping grinned, moving forward to hug his cousin.

"Ah Jin, I miss mama and baba," Ping whispered and closed his eyes.

"They are excited for you Ah Ping. We are all rooting for you," Jin lifted the boy's face and pushed the chubby cheeks inward, "The world fell in love with this face, right Shun?"

Shun looked to see Ping's face squished by Jin's hands and he could barely make out the eyes. The boy's lips were pressed together like a duck and he laughed loudly. Head thrown back, he tried to calm himself, but Ping looked like a meme for sure. He suddenly felt smooth hands cupping his face and he blinked up to see green eyes, so soft like mint marshmellows.

"The world had fallen in love with your face as well, Shun."

"W… What?" Shun whispered to hear the chuckle that vibrated in his heart.

"Won't you agree, Ah Ping?" Jin question and when Ping moved closer, the idol squished Shun's face.

The boy laughed clutching his stomach. Jin removed his hands and grinned, but felt hands on his face. His eyes twinkled at Shun, who was grinning at him with dipped brows.

"But Suu Jin. They already fell in love with your face!" Shun pushed the idols check inward, squishing the idol prince's face like the man did to them, but-

He did it again and again. Even Ping had looked and neither one was laughing.

"How could you still look perfect?!" Shun shouted as he did the same thing over and over.

Even with his face squished, the pinkette still looked far better than anyone. Huffing, he continued to squished the idol's face from pulling it one way and pushing it the other way, determined to find a flaw somewhere. Fingers wrapped around his wrists and he sucked in his breath.

"I am not perfect, Shun. It's makeup," he winked and Shun flushed quickly removing his hands to look down.

"I've seen you without and you still look perfect," Shun mumbled trying to ease down the heat at the tip of his ears and cheeks.

"Thank you, but Ping had seen me at my worse. I was not perfect then."

His ears perked up and he looked at the idol prince then over at his little friend. Ping had closed his eyes and leaned back into the seat with his arms crossed. There was a frown on his face and a huff of breath when he opened his eyes.

"It was not your fault, Ah Jin. She was-"

"Ping Ping," Jin interrupted with a shake of his head and a small smile, "It was the past. Let us not speak about it."

"But! Ah Jin! She is back!" Ping leaned forward and the look on the boy's face… He nor Xiong Shun ever seen that look before.

"…"

"I don't want her to- Ugh!" Ping mumbled and huffed in his seat.

"Come here," Jin sighed and patted the seat beside him, leaving Suu Jin to be in the middle between them, "Ah Ping, I watched you cry on television the other day. Do you wish to speak about it?"

Shun narrowed his eyes slightly. Jin just changed the topic… but Shun wanted to know what happened and who was the person they were upset with. Maybe he would have to somehow ask Jin about it more.