i need somebody [sunkyu]

one

The sky doesn't spare Sunwoo any mercy as he watches the sun rise over the skyline of Seoul. He can hear Kevin in the kitchen indicating to Sunwoo that it must be around six in the morning, if the sunrise didn't make that clear enough. Kevin is an early riser, choosing to get up before the rest of them to make himself a protein filled breakfast and Sunwoo considers getting up to join him.

In the end he stays curled under his comforter wide awake, the only noise in the room is the soft breathing coming from above him as Changmin sleeps peacefully.

It's not that Sunwoo doesn't sleep. He gets at least five hours a night, sometimes less, but usually only around promotions. It was typical for the members to be in less than savoury moods as they had progressively less time to sleep and this was usually fine, it was something they suffered together. This time was a little different. He was getting less than five hours of sleep a night, night after night, and there was no clear reason for it.

Sure, he was stressed, but he has always been stressed. It felt like this sudden surge of insomnia came out of nowhere, and Sunwoo fears the more he dwells over it the less sleep he's rewarded.

Changmins feet hit the floor behind Sunwoo and his ears perk up at the sound of more voices, the kitchen sounding busier than it did a few hours ago and Sunwoo takes a deep breath to gear up for the sensory overload he's about to endure.

When he pads into the kitchen he's met with a half asleep Hyunjae. He's standing by the coffee machine watching the steam rise as if his life depends on it and he startles as Sunwoo approaches him, laughing a little as he observes Hyunjaes face. His left eye is still closed and the glassy look he only gets in his eyes when he would rather be anywhere than where he's currently standing is clearly evident in the morning sun and Sunwoo is silently glad he's not going to be the only one looking tired at practice today.

"Get much sleep last night, hyung?" Sunwoos voice is hoarse, his throat coated with sleep deprivation and slight dehydration. He makes a mental note to drink more water today.

"Enough, I think. I watched a youtube video before going to sleep and one turned into three and three turned into six." Hyunjae stifles a yawn. "Do you know how many Canadians there are in Kpop?"

Sunwoo furrows his eyebrows. "No,"

"Yeah, well, I do." Hyunjae says. Sunwoo waits for him to elaborate but he never does.

"That's propaganda, Jacob and Kevin are the only Canadians in Kpop. Don't worry yourself Hyunjae."

Sunwoo turns to his right, alerted to Changmin's presence. The dancer is light on his feet so it's not a surprise neither of them heard him enter the kitchen to wash his breakfast dishes.

"What?" Hyunjae asks, not breaking eye contact with the coffee machine.

"Never mind," Changmin rolls his eyes. He looks at Sunwoo then, and smiles at him with too much enthusiasm for Sunwoo to handle on little sleep. "Good morning."

"Morning," Sunwoo mumbles back behind a small smile. The coffee machine beeps, bringing his attention to it and Sunwoo pretends the moths in his stomach are caused by the aroma of coffee beans, and not by the brush of Changmin's arm on his as he exits the kitchen.

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They get through practice without any hiccups and thankfully Sunwoo is feeling a lot more energetic than he was hours ago.

He loves dancing, and he loves performing, the thrill of practicing for a new stage is a high no drug could ever replicate and he laughs as he messes around during breaks with the members.