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•Dancing With The Stars {Beomgyu (1/2)}•

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Hello my little toadstools!
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I really want to apologize for being so inactive lately, though I can't promise that this won't happen again. This was in my drafts for so long because I kept getting writer's block, but it's here now.
I hope you enjoy!
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// Beomgyu POV //

I angrily buried my head into my pillow, annoyance growing at my predicament. It was 2 in the morning and I hadn't been able to fall asleep.

I felt absolutely exhausted, all I wished for was to close my eyes and rest, even if just for a minute.

But that was the problem, I couldn't.

I've always been a perfectionist, not doing 100% in something was a nightmare to me. Overtime, I've learned to deal with failures, but this one has really been bugging me.

There's a certain section in the dance we're learning, and for some reason, I can never time it right. The rest of the dance is fine, but it's as if I get two left feet at that part.

The dance instructor has seemed to give up on me, but my members haven't made any comments yet. They either haven't noticed, (which I highly doubt considering how nitpicky Yeonjun is) or they don't want to make me feel bad.

God, I was such a burden, wasn't I? I would probably make everyone look bad if I were to perform.

Suddenly, I came up with the smartest stupidest idea ever. I could just go to the dance studio and practice for a few hours before the others wake up. I can't sleep, so I might as well use this time wisely.

Okay, so it might be a little against the rules to sneak out, but I'll take my phone with me in case they text me.

You're only in trouble if you're caught.

I spring off my bed, throwing on more decent clothes for dancing before taking my keys and phone and making my way out the dorm, being careful to shut the door quietly.

I couldn't take the car in case they noticed it was missing, so I had to walk to the building. I checked in at the front, luckily the lady didn't care to ask too many questions. I found an empty studio to use (which wasn't difficult considering most people don't dance at 3 AM) and started with some warmups.

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"Beomgyu, are you okay?" Soobin asked concerned, gently rubbing my shoulder.

In all honesty, I might not be in the best condition. Four days without sleep and practicing in the middle of the night can't be the best for you. My limbs ache terribly, and I've basically been surviving off of coffee. The worst part is that I haven't made any progress which only irritated me more.

"Yes hyung, I'm fine just like I was 20 minutes ago." I say through gritted teeth. Soobin has asked me this question at least 10 times today.

The sleep deprivation was making me dangerous to be around. I love all my members dearly, but all their voices were starting to give me headaches.

"Beomgyu-ah, I haven't seen you drink anything besides coffee all day. Here, drink some water before we start dance practice." Yeonjun said, handing me a bottle of water.

"No."

"Yes, you need to."

"No!"

"Beomgyu, watch it. Is that how you talk to your hyung?" Yeonjun scolded.