Until Dusk | Siyoo

ch 2 | backstage dilemma

Note: I only translated the dialogue I was somewhat confident in so go easy on me 🕺

The long awaited yet very upsetting stage was over. Tear stains on the members defined cheekbones as we all walked off stage waving passionately to our fans before exiting. The tears prominent especially on Gahyeon; which we teased her for, of course. I had held my tears in for the most part; rubbing it in my members faces who had all bawled their eyes out dry. Minji had noticed my restrained state right before we walked off stage-as expected of our leader- she had gently cupped my right cheek smiling brightly in almost a teasing way.

"You good?" She asked with a smirk despite the very vivid tear marks on her own face.
"권차나?"

I pursued my lips in attempt to hide an incoming grin before swatting her hand away to receive an offended looking Minji that quickly giggled afterward.

I sat down in our lounging room backstage, reminiscing. My mind reflecting a little too fast on what had happened on stage. It's so ridiculous that I'm so affected by it, really. They're friends, they're allowed to look at each other like that and I shouldn't have a say in what Siyeon does at all anyway even if we were... you know. Besides how I shouldn't be thinking these thoughts at all.

"Why do I care so much?" I mumbled aloud with a frown at my frantic thoughts, hastily glancing around the room making sure no one heard my sudden venting.

Luckily our schedule was mainly over for the day. Apart of me was glad the tour was over since choreographies were always tiring. I heavily dreaded the start of choreographies from how much it changed, as did everyone else. Just the thought of it was exhausting. Thankfully, the fans always made that frustration fizzle out in the end.

As my mind wandered back into a labyrinth of negative thoughts, a figure was suddenly in front of me. The other members across the room playing another weird app again. I had been the only one sitting out besides Yubin, who had been reading one of her novels. I looked up after seeing the edge of a flowery dress as she hasn't changed out of it yet, gazing up at who I've been thinking about for the past ten minutes. A worried look brought upon my face from her sudden appearance. Yet simultaneously there was... relief? I desperately wanted to lay and cry on her chest with her arms embracing me, I was so mentally and physically drained. But I knew I couldn't, I don't want her to see me like that. I cant risk revealing anything.

"Yoohyeon-ah..." She spoke in her soft, natural husky voice making me gulp subconsciously.
"유현아..."

I was already emotional, on the verge of tears still from the concert. And these intrusive thoughts of desperately wanting to feel Siyeon's warmth or just stare at her for hours were not helping. Yet, my mind couldn't help but wander to such a state. Her gaze still anticipating a reply with the usual glow to them, her eyebrows furrowing to a frown. She still looks gorgeous with such a worried expression. My breath couldn't help but hitch. This is so wrong.

"What is it, Siyeon?" I asked recollecting myself to not falter a steady voice.
"뭐여요, 언니?"

She paused to take a seat in the black chair next to me, maintaining our locked eye contact.

"Is everything ok? You look kind of stressed out recently." She said with a slight tilt of her head in a more puppy-like way than her said wolf persona. "You can talk to me, you know?"

That same feeling came again. Everything around me seizing to exist with just a precisely sculpted artwork of a God in my view. I lower my gaze away to collect my thoughts prompting Siyeon to lightly place her hand on mine that laid on the seat's arm, her index finger and thumb gradually pinching away.

"Siyeon I know, but... I don't know."
"언니 알아요, 하지만.. 몰라요"

I try to gather up an excuse, a distraction before she can say anything more. My heart was racing in my chest from both panic and suspense. Everything I say determines what could happen. What if I just say it right now?

(How she was desperate for a happy ever after, only to no avail.

Author POV ~

"I..." Yoohyeons body was pulsing to a point of medical attention. Thoughts battling against each other for a final decision.
"나..."

Siyeon patience was evident in her soft gaze as she caressed Yoohyeons hand, just like she had on stage.

"...really miss sleep." She chuckles afterward, smiling sadly at her unattainable crush.
"자다 노무 보고싶어."

Siyeon scoffed playfully from the unexpected response, naturally holding her empathetic expression causing Yoohyeons smile to be a little more genuine.

"Nevermind then." She said in a bratty teenage girl-like voice before stomping away dramatically. She didn't get very far.

Yoohyeon reaches her arms out whining for her return, grasping her wrist to pull her back next to her. The hidden endearment growing dramatically inside her unknowingly from such a tiny yet, charming interaction.
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The yearning for their dorm was over as they finally step into the, oh so familiar place; half of them almost collapsing onto the doorstep. Bora and Siyeon were on the couch discussing what avenger movie to watch tomorrow for the nth time while Yoohyeon hovered over them, bickering with Bora for her choices. Gahyeon and Yubin tried to call Handong in Gahyeons lonesome room to unfortunately no reply-but they still insisted on spam-calling her. The WiFi connection being inadequate, revealing the true issue. Minji cackled at their remarks toward the innocent phone.

"Whys this phone cock-blocking us?" Yubin said a little too casually causing a gasping Gahyeon to smack her shoulder.

"Hey! Yubin!" Gahyeon scolded, but was more of a whine in the end.
"야! 언니!"

Yoohyeon laughed along with the members, almost forgetting everything for those couple of minutes. She felt a pair of eyes on her that wasn't seeming to leave despite all the enthusiasm present. Afraid of locking eyes with her unrequited or one-sided love, she restrained herself from reciprocating the unknown gaze.

The group was all tired out earlier than usual, from their countless giggles and overall draining day. Yoohyeon however wasn't tired-despite her earlier excuse being the opposite- she decided to go back out to the couch to watch something or simply stare at the wall until she was tired. She had too much on her mind to be at peace for a rest.

They had all headed to their assigned rooms with the turn of a doorknob except the room for the three members. Minji, Yubin, and Siyeon's room stayed unturned, the door revealing but a sliver of the room within. Yoohyeon hadn't noticed with her attention focused onto the screen illuminating against her irises. That is, until she felt muscular, familiar arms wrapping around her neck from behind the sofa.

"Can we talk baby?"
"자기 잠시만 얘기 좀?"