❝ we will always look after eachother ❞
~ I'm obviously not a doctor so these will probably (always) be medically inaccurate.
~ lowercase intended.
~ very slow updates.
¿STATUS: ongoing
¿REQUESTS: open
¿STARTED: sometime in march 2021
¿ENDE...
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xiaojun groaned as he slumped down against the wall of the dance studio. he was now sitting on the cold floor, feeling completely exhausted. the other members had finished practising and gone home a few hours ago, but he decided he wanted to stay behind and continue for a bit longer.
he took heavy breaths as he tried to calm himself down from the excessive amount of dancing he had just done. he closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the wall. he wasn't sure how long he sat there, but eventually, he opened his eyes to look for his phone. he saw it across the room with his bag.
he cautiously stood up, his legs almost giving out from under him. he stumbled over to where his things were, flopping down onto the floor there, instead. he grabbed his phone to check the time, seeing that it said 3:27am. he let his arm drop down onto his lap, sighing, knowing that they had to get up at 7am.
he put his phone into his bag, as well as his empty water bottle that was discarded by it. he zipped it up and carefully stood up again, using the wall as support. he let out a cough as he made his way to the door of the practice room. he felt weak all over, wanting to just go home and collapse on his bed.
he saw black dots appear in his vision as he continued walking, doing his best to blink them away. fortunately, it worked, and he carried on making his way back to the dorm.
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xiaojun let out a sigh as he woke up from his alarm, aching all over. he couldn't say he was surprised that he was feeling this shitty, considering he had stayed behind super late to practice more.
yeah, maybe it had been a bad idea, but they had a comeback soon, and xiaojun wanted everything to be perfect. despite his members saying that he was doing amazing, he still felt like there was something to improve, which was why he did it.
they had another long day of practising today, and he couldn't say that he was happy about it. he groaned as he carefully sat up, seeing that he was still in his clothes from yesterday. he grimaced at how gross he felt, he hadn't even showered when he got back the night before, he had felt too tired to.
he felt reluctant to get up from his comfortable bed, feeling like going back to sleep, but knew that he had to get up. he could tell at least a couple of the others were up from the loud chatting coming from another room. he quickly grabbed some clothes and rushed to the bathroom so none of the members would see him.
he showered as quickly as he could, feeling relieved when the shower eased his pain at least a little bit. he got dressed and went to the kitchen, where he saw, surprisingly, all the members. kun was cooking breakfast, while the others seemed to be causing a little bit of a nuisance.
