Born From Kings - Minsung (Promise Sequel)

Chapter Forty Seven

"Hey, I know you guys are tired, but we have to keep it up!" Chan shouted over the roar of the crowd. All the boys were huddled together, sweat dripping down their faces as they huddled under the stage.

"We've been at this for a long time. I know that you want a rest. Let's finish the rest of our shows strong, and then take a nice long vacation. How does that sounds?"

"Good!" 

"Alright, let's do this!"

Minho gulped in air, his chest heaving as he let his makeup artist fix his makeup. Another hair stylist messed with his hair, putting it back in place, before they both backed up as he stepped forward onto the lift.

He grabbed the bar on the side of the lift, steadying himself as he took a deep breath, grounding himself. 

A suddenly nauseating feeling hit him as he gulped down air. This was becoming a common feeling, like he was about to pass out. Though they were almost done with their tour, he had a sinking feeling that he was starting to break down.

He had ten more seconds before the stage manager ran over to him, frantically yelling if he was ready.

"I'm good!" he shouted back.

"Alright, ready to spring, one, two-"

"Three!" Minho finished, and the lift sprung into the air, sending him jumping up into the air, landing on the stage.

The crowd went wild as he grinned, plastering a smile on his face as he walked towards the crowd.

There was no one in the world that could tell Minho that this wasn't what he wanted to do. As he was singing, dancing, even rapping in front of all the thousands of fans that packed the huge stadium they were in, he felt at peace with himself. 

But it was draining.

And he was getting older...

How much longer could he do this for?

He didn't really know.

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"Congratulations, guys, on another great show," the traveling manager told them, smiling as he looked down at all the exhausted boys sitting in the hotel room. "Look, I know that you're probably all drained from being on tour for so long, but you've only got two more shows! We've got our last two closing shows, New York, and then we'll be flying back to LA!"

The boys clapped and whooped as they all realized that this tour was almost over.

"After that, we've discussed with the company and agreed that you'll be able to take as much time off as you need, within reason. We'll talk about this more when we get back, and we need to discuss resigning contracts, but we shouldn't worry about this now. Take a good rest, and get ready for your flight tomorrow morning!"

Minho stood up from his chair and walked back down the hall to his own room. As he did, he stumbled, almost hitting the door with his head.

"Hey, hey, take it easy!" 

Suddenly, Jisung's arm was around him pulling him close as he unlocked the door. "You need to be careful, we can't having you hitting your head now, can we?"

"I know, right before my own wedding," Minho tried to laugh as he and Jisung walked into their room and quickly shut the door. 

"Look, I know that we've been busy, but now we have something to look forward to! We're almost done, and then it'll be our own time," Jisung sat Minho down on the edge of the bed as he spoke.

"I'm glad that we're having a real wedding this time," Minho murmured as he lay back on the bed, his feet sticking off the edge of the bedframe. "Last time, our wedding wasn't very fun."