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pairings are up to readers to decide
pg
what happens after MAMA
Tonight had been exhausting. Performing intense choreographies for more than 10 minutes when they had less than 2 hours of sleep every day for the past week was taking a toll on him. He could feel every muscle in his body protesting as he moved along to the music, trying to be in sync with the rest of the team. There was no chance to rest even when they were off stage, with the camera zooming in on their reactions as the other artists performed. He tried to pay attention as much as he could, but there were a couple of moments where he just zoned off and sat in a daze before he remembered that he was at an award ceremony that was being broadcasted worldwide.
Then there was the winning of the biggest prize of the night, Album of the Year. He wanted to cry, emotions threatening to overwhelm his entire being as he stood on stage smiling, and ruffling other members’ hair as a form of comfort when they started tearing.
The tears that prickled in his eyes earlier on, presses against the back of his eyes, refusing to escape from their confinement. The adrenaline from getting an award and having their hard work payoff is still coursing through his body as he listens to the sound of water running in the bathroom. However, his body is weighed down by fatigue that had been accumulating for too long rendering him incapable of partying. For now, he is just grateful that he could finally rest on a comfortable bed and bask in the happiness of winning an award.
He shuts his eyes and listens as the water stops abruptly and his roommate opens the bathroom door softly. The unzipping of bag is loud against the silence of the room, and he can clearly picture his roommate digging through the bag with the noise produced.
He is surprised when his roommate climbs into his bed when there is another one available. He holds his breath as the other boy slips into the duvet and snuggles himself closer to him. His right hand is being raised slightly, and he feels a bracelet being slipped on before his hand is gently placed back to its original position.
Thank you, he hears the other boy whisper and he understands. He is thanking him for cheering him up on stage, he is thanking him for the hug, and he is thanking him for being there when he breaks down on the van back to the hotel.
His roommate drapes a hand over his stomach, and whispers a soft I love you before tightening his hold. The younger member always have problem expressing his emotions, choosing to use actions instead of words to prove a point. It is only when he thinks that other people aren’t noticing will he choose to express his affection for his other eleven brothers.
The words worm their way around his heart, constricting the beating muscle with invisible threads. I love you too; he replies mentally, thank you for being part of the team.
The water from the wet hair seeps into his shirt, making it slightly uncomfortable, but he smiles nevertheless.
cause jongin's tears, and chanyeol's ruffling of everyone's hair gave me too much feels, so i envisioned this as kaiyeol, but pairing is really up to reader's discretion (:
pairings are up to readers to decide
pg
what happens after MAMA
Tonight had been exhausting. Performing intense choreographies for more than 10 minutes when they had less than 2 hours of sleep every day for the past week was taking a toll on him. He could feel every muscle in his body protesting as he moved along to the music, trying to be in sync with the rest of the team. There was no chance to rest even when they were off stage, with the camera zooming in on their reactions as the other artists performed. He tried to pay attention as much as he could, but there were a couple of moments where he just zoned off and sat in a daze before he remembered that he was at an award ceremony that was being broadcasted worldwide.
Then there was the winning of the biggest prize of the night, Album of the Year. He wanted to cry, emotions threatening to overwhelm his entire being as he stood on stage smiling, and ruffling other members’ hair as a form of comfort when they started tearing.
The tears that prickled in his eyes earlier on, presses against the back of his eyes, refusing to escape from their confinement. The adrenaline from getting an award and having their hard work payoff is still coursing through his body as he listens to the sound of water running in the bathroom. However, his body is weighed down by fatigue that had been accumulating for too long rendering him incapable of partying. For now, he is just grateful that he could finally rest on a comfortable bed and bask in the happiness of winning an award.
He shuts his eyes and listens as the water stops abruptly and his roommate opens the bathroom door softly. The unzipping of bag is loud against the silence of the room, and he can clearly picture his roommate digging through the bag with the noise produced.
He is surprised when his roommate climbs into his bed when there is another one available. He holds his breath as the other boy slips into the duvet and snuggles himself closer to him. His right hand is being raised slightly, and he feels a bracelet being slipped on before his hand is gently placed back to its original position.
Thank you, he hears the other boy whisper and he understands. He is thanking him for cheering him up on stage, he is thanking him for the hug, and he is thanking him for being there when he breaks down on the van back to the hotel.
His roommate drapes a hand over his stomach, and whispers a soft I love you before tightening his hold. The younger member always have problem expressing his emotions, choosing to use actions instead of words to prove a point. It is only when he thinks that other people aren’t noticing will he choose to express his affection for his other eleven brothers.
The words worm their way around his heart, constricting the beating muscle with invisible threads. I love you too; he replies mentally, thank you for being part of the team.
The water from the wet hair seeps into his shirt, making it slightly uncomfortable, but he smiles nevertheless.
cause jongin's tears, and chanyeol's ruffling of everyone's hair gave me too much feels, so i envisioned this as kaiyeol, but pairing is really up to reader's discretion (: