"Okay, guys. We finished for today. Please swim 300 metres anything you want to cool off. Yoon, Lee, Song and Hwang, please stay afterwards at the lanes."

The swimmers only nod and start to swim their cool off. It did not take them long, even tho the teaineds always tell them to take the cool off easy, everyone, even Hyunjin wants to finish off the training quick. Within the next 10 minutes, they all finished off, most of the boys, except the four called out by their coach, ran to the cabins with small, mumbled byes.

Mingi leans against wall, playing with his googles, Sanha sits on the start base of lane 1, staring at the floor, while Dawon was hyped enough to swim flip turn after flip turn while gossiping with Hyunjin, who sits on the pool edge, his feet dangling into the water, sipping on water, telling him about the party last night.

"Okay, guys!", the coach came back. All four of the boys turned their heads towards him. "We already talked about it yesterday, but I wang to give you closer informations. We are the lst team choosen for the big swimming competition in Australia. This will be your firsg international competition. You four are my best swimmer and I believe you can do this. The competition takes place in one month. I want you to concentrate on the training especially in this month, but please do not neglect school or your health. Don't stress yourself too much. You guys are good, already. Like I said, the competition is in one month, we will fly in three weeks. Closer information about costs and the flight will be send to you bh mail. This is an important competition, so for any school- and/or workrelated projects you will be excused. Have you understood everything?"

The boys nod.

"Good, you can go home for today."

The boys nod again, bid their goodbyes and took their traning bags, jogging to the cabins. The cabin was full of the boys changing, as they all showered already. The four relay-swimmers took their turn, showering.

"Guyss, wanna come over later? I don't know, hanging out, sleeping over, partying about the competition?", Sanha asked.

"Sorry. I have family dinner tonight.", Mingi declined.

"Sure, I am in.", Dawon answered.

Sanha's eyes fixate Hyunjin.

"How about you, Hyung?", he asked the one-day-older-boy with doe eyes.

"Why not.", Sanha squealed excited at Hyunjin's approval.

The boys decided they would drive to Sanha's house right after training, because even when they drink, they would sleep over anyways, so they do not have to drive home the same night. They bid their goodbyes to Mingi, who was now the only one left in the cabin.

Hyunjin sits down in his car. He leans back and breaths in and out deeply, concentrating on the silence around him. It hugs him gentle like pulvery snow and he welcomes it thankful.

He starts the car and soft Jazz fills the empty car with a quiet volume. Hyunjin already knows the way to Sanha's house. He has been there multiple times and does not need any navigation help. It takes him about 15 minutes to get there. He can already see Dawon's old, tuned Volvo infront of the Yoon's big villa.

Hyunjin parks next to him and sits one minute in silent before opening the car door. It is some kind of habit of him to always appreciate a bit alone time at the begin and end of a car ride. To calm down his nerves from what was or what is going to be and get his mind on the right track. The three boys do have a dorm together on the university campus, but sometimes they just go home to their family to stay for the night or the weekend or to party, like today, because on the campus they need to be quiet by 11 pm. And Sanha's parties are known to go longer than 2 in the night. (not beating Jackson's tho)

Hyunjin rings the bell and Sanha opens it excited, hugging him as a greeting and then dragging him into the living room.

"My parents arent home today. The whole house is ours!"

Hyunjin stays quiet, but he smiles at the boys excitement rush.

"Dawon is building up the playstation right now. Wanna help me with a little midnight snack?"

He points at the Soju bottle on the kitchen island. But he clearly didn't question Hyunjin, it was more likely to be an information of what's going to happen next. He drags the taller boy behind him.

"What do you want to do? Drinks or snacks?"

"Snacks."

Sanha nods happily and shoves the bowls to him. Hyunjin knows where to find the snacks and Sanha knows that he knows it, so the younger did not bother to show him anything. Instead he focuses on filling the whiskey glasses with an to humanity unknown cocktail mix. Dawon and Hyunjin trust him with that though, as Sanha sometimes helps part time as bar keeper. The older athlete in the kitchen, gets out all different kind of snacks, trying to keep it more or less healthy. Dawon joins them on one of the bar stools after a little bit and engulfed Sanha into a small talk dialog filled with laughter and dad jokes. They had a lot of fun, just standing at the kitchen island, talking and stealing snacks, before they actually moved into the living room. Hyunjin stayed quieter as usual though. His mind is fixated in the big international competition. He knows they are just a little relay-tean on their first big, important competition, but he really wants to win it... he feels how an unhealthy dosis of ambition floods his veins. He needs to win this! He just needs to win this competitions. Every. Single. One.

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A/N: next chapter, first one of the next month. i actually enjoy writing this story so much