Much like Jiyong, Hyunbae had been eerily quiet as he sat and watched the way that his younger brother worked the stage. Being the older brother, he had been around to watch the way that his brother grew up. He had watched the mild interest in dance, in music, in performing spark from just a mild interest into something that was going to consume his whole life.
He was proud, his heart swelling at the grin that was on Youngbae's lips, the grin quickly turning to a smirk at the provocative nature of his first dance. It was a side that he rarely saw to his younger brother, who was more liable to blush and run in the opposite direction at the mere thought of a woman. Then again, his brother had had a year living apart, and a lot could happen to a teenager in that time frame.
When Youngbae rounded off the dance with the one-handed hand stand, Hyunbae was on his feet in an instant, altering between clapping, whistling, and just plain out screaming his excitement at his younger brothers dance.