reflections

maybe its a blessing in disguise

they laid on the floor again, still gossiping.

J- "wait, didn't you hang out with hyunjin two days ago?"

han gasped dramatically.
H- "YOU HANGED OUT WITH HYUNJIN AND YOU DIDNT TELL ME?!"

F- "why should I?"

H- "because if I hanged out with Minho, I would tell you?"

F- "yeah, but you have crush on Minho, I don't have crush on hyunjin."

H- "denial is a river in Egypt."

J- "your husband is gay!"

H- "oh Mickey you're so fine!"

F- "guys can you stop? I literally met him few days ago, how could I have crush on him? I admit, he's nice and funny, and I like his company, but we're just friends. I'm not like jisung who falls in love with anyone he makes an eye contact with."

H- "YAH YONGBOKAH!"

J- "he's not wrong tho."

H- "I feel personally attacked right now."

jeongin and felix just chuckled.

their food arrived and they ate it while watching anime.

•~•

hyunjin was in his room, and he didn't know what to do.

today he had to go the theater, but honestly, he didn't mind.
he loved it.

he just wasn't in the mood.

it's like when you have to clean your room, but you're not in the mood to do it right now, but you also know that you can enjoy it when you play a good music and after that, your room will look nice and clean.
( this is such a bad example pls, just ignore it😭 )

he just took his bag with his dancing outfit, his mask and some other supplies.

he went inside the theater and started preparing himself.

a lot of people came to watch him. I mean, he was the famous masked dancer.

he got on the stage and the curtains opened.
he started dancing to "play with fire" and everyone felt silent.

hyunjin didn't follow the music, the music followed hyunjin, and the people were living for it.

after the performance, the crowd stood up and started clapping, while the curtain closed.

he finally left to the changing room and sat on his chair, exhausted.

suddenly, one of the theater employee went inside the changing room.

she and hyunjin sometimes talked.

"hello hyunjin." she smiled at him.

"oh, hi youngseo, don't worry, I'm leaving."

"no, it's okay, I just came to talk with you."

"oh, about what?"

"I don't know, how are you?"

"yeah, pretty good. I'm tired, but still good."

she chuckled.
"that's good to hear."

"well, I will leave now, I'm tired. goodbye youngseo."

"uhm, goodbye hyunjin."

hyunjin left and as soon as he walked inside his house, he took a shower and went to bed.
after the performances, he was always really exhausted.
he himself had no idea how he could maintain to dance at the theater and be a writer at the same time.
he eventually fell asleep.

•~•

the boys food arrived and they ate it.

J- "guys, have you heard about the masked dancer?"

H- "of course, it's all around the internet. he's really popular now."

F- "what about him?"

J- "my parents bought tickets for his next week's performance, but they have to go to china for a business meeting, so they gave me their tickets and told me to take who I want, and since I'm kind of friendless, do you want to go with me?"

H- "sure, at least we can go from work a little earlier."

F- " I'm really curious about his dancing.
Wait, did you say next week?"

J- "yeah, this guy is having performances every second day, except for weekends and it's all sold out. he's a real star. He's always dancing at the same theater, so a lot of people are traveling here to see him."

F- "woah. he must be really good then."

J- "probably, yeah."

H- "we will see next week."