Athletic Stadium

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Siwon stepped in the stadium with a wide smile plastered over his lips, taking a deep breath as he tried to pinpoint the last time he went for some running. With his earplugs on, he did some little stretching and warm up before he started to run, matching his pace with the rhythm of the song he was listening to.

@HD_Lee Chaerin eunhyuk was reading his book after going to the stadium for a run

Chaerin jogs in the stadium while listening to some songs from the i-phone.

((I'll post in your room))

@HN_Kim Minseok "Call it off? Why, because you lost? Come on, now, if you would've won I wouldn't have said this." Luhan teased, patting Minseok on the head after. "Nice try, though. Shouldn't have proposed it."

Luhan went back towards the goal to retrieve the ball, tossing it into the air as he walked back over to his teammate. "Don't worry, though, I'm not cruel. We'll drop the dress thing, okay? Wouldn't want my pets getting the wrong idea, as with yours." Luhan reassured, handing Minseok the ball.

"We'll practice more tomorrow, we have a game at the end of the week. You. come by my dorm in three hours." Luhan grinned, waving to Minseok before he jogged off towards the lockers. "Oh!" He turned mid-jog to face the other. "Aegyo would have saved you, you know, not just a cute face."

@HS_Lu Han Minseok gaped at the other, eyes wide. Realization shot through him as horror crept onto his expression.

"I'm screwed!" he groaned to himself, a hand massaging his aching head, "Let's just call the bet off, hm? Please?"

He stole a look at their coach, who had retreated back to his office before facing Luhan with desperation.

"C'mon Luhan, it's not like we were seriously going to go through with the bet...right?"

Minseok looked up at the taller with the most adorable face he could muster, momentarily trampling what ever dignity he had to save his sorry _____.

@HN_Kim Minseok "Yes you are~! How do I know? Because," Luhan grinned as he had control of the ball, dribbling it enthusiastically when a set determination to win. He had this; Luhan was going to win, this was his /shot/. And so, with a fierce kick, Luhan slammed his foot against the ball and sent it soaring into the goal, jumping and cheering afterwards.

"Because I win, sweet cheeks! I'll prepare your dress, neh~?" Luhan smirked, walking up to the shorter male. They still had to appear friendly, the coach's eyes boring holes into them. "Good game?"

* rolls dice * gets a 2

@HS_Lu Han Growling, Minseok took the ball and dribbled it across the field.

"Watch it! I'm not wearing a dress!" he shouted.

Baring his teeth as he raced toward Luhan's goal, the boy aimed and shot. The ball was going in...until Luhan intercepted it.

"_____."

A vein bulged in Minseok's neck in anger. He had to stop the other before he made a goal, otherwise...He shuddered to think of the consequences. Sweat dripped down his face as he ran across the field to Luhan, trying to steal the ball away from him.

@HN_Kim Minseok "Me stop?!" Luhan's jaw dropped just before he let out a snort of laughter. "Don't be a hypocrite, you undercooked pastry!" Luhan barked, kicking at the ground in a fit when the other scored a goal.

"Fine, now I'll get serious. I gave you that goal, so don't get cocky! Time for an _____ kicking, sweet thing." Luhan winked, blowing a kiss afterwards as he charged for the ball. He did a slide, slipping and stealing the ball away from Minseok as he quickly headed for the goal. Luhan wasn't about to lose; he wasn't about to be a slave. With a determined kick, Luhan nailed a shot directly into the net.

"Hah, take that!" Luhan celebrated, turning around to slap his _____ to finish things off. But now things were serious.. The next goal meant a winner. "I think you'll look nice in a dress." Luhan sang as he walked past Minseok to set the ball down on the median once more, heading back to his spot afterwards.

@HS_Lu Han ((Okay, then, sowwy!))

"For the love of Manchester United!" Minseok groaned, "Stop with the damn nicknames, you antlered animal!"

He intercepted the ball and the net, dribbling the ball toward Luhan's goal. With the other hot on his tail, Minseok sped and managed to reach the goal with enough time to shoot. The ball passed through the net, Minseok's eyes widening in pride.

"Woohoo! on that sweet lollipop!" he cheered, "Today's special? A nice slice of -kick venison!"

@HN_Kim Minseok (I didn't want to score yet, though..)

"Allergies? Should've taken your medicine, smart one! We'll null that point for you, baby cakes, just to make it fair." Luhan sneered, kicking the ball towards Minseok with just s little too much power. "Come on, you stuffed pastry, put your buns into it! Are you failing on purpose?!"

Luhan taunted, laughing afterwards and stopping when he felt a pair of sharp eyes on him from the bleachers. Luhan cleared his throat. "Let's go, sweet cheeks, I got a lot of stuff suitable for a slave to do!" Luhan barked, this time taking off after the ball first once the two were in ready position. He dribbled it expertly, dodging and maneuvering with the ball, until he miscalculated his goal kick and watched the ball miss the net by mere inches.

".. _____ing wind."

@HS_Lu Han "I don't freaking have one, you dumb piece of venison! It doesn't matter anyway, because I'M winning!" he shouted, as he threw the ball in.

"Careful, dollface, otherwise this dumpling is gonna fry your unskilled _____!"

Minseok kicked it up the field and shot it, unfortunately missing. He shouted a curse as Luhan took control of the ball. The boy ran as fast as he could, but Luhan's long legs overtook his and the opponent was able to shoot a goal. Minseok paled as his allergies kicked in.

"_____!" he sneezed, "There's got to be a rule about pollen allergies!"

@HN_Kim Minseok "Did you just call me a deer?! I'm not a deer, you.. You baozi!" Luhan retorted, looking back to mehrong Minseok at the same time. He took a shot, though he hurried it just in case Minseok got close to stealing it-- and missed. "Damn it!"

Luhan grumbled as he ran over to the ball, dribbling it with a lazy pace back to the median. "You're the one who's going to be missing a nice hunk of his pride, you know. So, why don't you go on ahead and prepare your list of what you can't do, eh?" Luhan teased, making a kissy face towards the older male before going back to his goal post.

"Go on, ladies first!" Luhan taunted, lip upturning in a prideful smirk.

@HS_Lu Han "Oh, ho, you'll be the one losing, Hannie," Minseok said sarcastically, "Don't worry, I'll go a bit easy on you. That way you'll still have some of your pride."

An evil look flashed across his angelic face as the elder ran to his goal post. The ball was placed on the median and Minseok charged at it, kicking it as hard as he could toward Luhan's goal. He quickly ran towards it, dribbling it between his feet as he got ready to shoot.

"One, two, three-_____!" he cursed as Luhan intercepted and stole the ball away from him, "Stupid deer!"

@HN_Kim Minseok "A slave? For a week? Well, who knew you wanted to be my little slave?" Luhan responded, flashing Minseok a sweet smile that was anything but. Since the coach was watching them with intense eyes, he had to make it look like a normal conversation. "You got a deal, but prepare to be dealing with a very fussy cat and two hyper puppies."

Luhan grinned, stepping away from Minseok then so they could start the friendly match, the ideas of a personal little slave for a week sounded exciting. Oh, the things he could put Minseok through.. "I'll give you a handicap; you get the ball first, okay?" Luhan offered, fully determined that he would win with no doubt about it.

"So, Minnie, when I win.. Are there any things you aren't willing to do? I'm not a jerk; I wouldn't want to put you through some tough things, you know?"

((haha, it's okay))

Nodding, Minseok watched the coach sit himself on the top bleacher, watching them carefully. He was aware of the intense rivalry between the two and had called Minseok in earlier in the week to chide him about it. 'A team is united,' he had said, 'We are one.'

"I'm fine with dribbling and passing, but I need to work on my overall endurance on the field." Minseok muttered, a hand running through his dark mandarin hair tiredly.

An idea entered his mind and his rosy lips curved into a mischievious smile. A way to train and have fun at the same time.

"How about a friendly game? First one to get 2 goals in wins," Minseok said eagerly, "The catch is that the loser has to be the winner's slave for a week."

@HN_Kim Minseok (Swore my reply went through.. But yeah, we can keep it teammates.)

"We need to drills together." Luhan blanched with an undertone of venom on his tongue. "At least until the coach takes his hourly breaks and stops watching us like a hawk."

Luhan spoke with a grumble, not really wanting to talk or even be near the shorter male right now. Sure, they could pull off being friendly on fields and during games in front of the other team members, but in solitude, they preferred to stay as far away from each other as possible. Luhan wouldn't touch Minseok with a ten foot sterilized pole. Maybe things could have been different if they weren't the 'pretty boys' of the team. Luhan was manly, the last time he checked, thank you very much.

"How is your dribbling and passing?" Might as well get this over with, Luhan thought as he saw the door to the coaches' quarters open up.

@HS_Lu Han ((Eek sorry. Can we keep it teammates? ))

Hearing his name, Minseok groaned. He stood still for a moment, debating whether or not to actually go. The student twirled his soccer ball on his finger before sighing.

"What do you want?" Minseok asked, clearly annoyed by the other's prescence.

His eyes flashed back to his corner at the edge of the stadium longingly. It wasn't that Luhan himself was a particularly bad person. The two were enemies because they were rivals for mvp on the soccer team. To add fuel to the fire, Minseok and Luhan hadn't had the best of first impressions. Their first meeting involved Minseok being called "cute" and Luhan "pretty", which quickly ruined whatever possible chance of friendship the duo had.

@HN_Kim Minseok (Wait, I thought it was rival teams?)

Luhan rolled the ball in his hands, proceeding to roll it up and down his arms and shoulders afterwards for a while. He knocked the ball into the air before catching it with his foot, juggling it once more until he happened to look over towards his left. Luhan, at that point, lost his concentration for a moment as he groaned, because seeing /that/ person was the last thing he wanted to happen.

"Why is he here out of all the times we could practice.." Luhan grumbled, kicking the ball with a brief fit of rage, watching as it rolled away into the foul zone. "Damn it."

Luhan glared over in the direction towards the other male, lip upturning in automatic disgust, though he knew their coach wanted them to get along. Or at least pretend long enough for the game and while they were in his eyesight. But getting along with him was something Luhan just didn't want to to do, and there weren't many of those. But, if Luhan wanted to keep his position in school.. "Yah, Minseok! Come here for a minute."

@HS_Lu Han "One, two, three." Minseok panted, performing his drills.
He raced up and down the field, dribbling the soccer ball nimbly. He was as quick as lightning and controlled his power well, never letting the ball go out of his grasp. The boy panted as he finally allowed himself a break.

Out of the corner of his eye, Minseok saw a familiar head of blonde hair and groaned.

"Why him out of all people?!" he asked himself.

Completely ignoring his teammate, Minseok decided to continue his practice, this time a little lighter than before. He tried to push malicious thoughts of his rival out of his mind and concentrated on the ball.

@HN_Kim Minseok It was just another day of practice, Luhan juggling the ball with his right knee expertly before switching it over to his left. At a moment's notice, he began to pick up the pace, switching and maneuvering the ball with much grace as he back peddled to be in line with the goal. With obviously no goalie in place, Luhan kneed the ball high into the air and performed a scissor kick, something he had been practicing vigorously as of late, and successfully scored as the ball hit the net dead center.

"Ha, bet they can't be that." Luhan nodded, praising himself as he went to fetch the ball in order to practice more. Having an upcoming game in a week with the academy's second soccer team was something he anticipated, mostly because he wanted to outshine a certain member he could very well consider and equally matched rival.