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J I S U N G
jisung lay in his bed, like any tired person would be doing at 1am. he sighs and places his phone down, the change in light soothing his eyes and causing his room to only be dimly lit from his half-closed curtains.
he turns on his back, not bothering to charge his phone since he'd probably not even need to use it tomorrow. jyp's been constantly bugging him about how he's lacking at his participation in newer comebacks, and it's even getting on chan's nerves.
that was surprising since usually said aussie is the one to be bugging jisung about not working properly.
so, what i mean is, jyp's been telling staff to keep the boy at the studio and dance practice rooms for a lot longer lately. he rarely even has time to eat or sleep.
there was a small, gentle knock on his door, causing jisung to groan and roll his eyes. who would be bothering him at this hour?
the boy let out a small, "yeah?" not meaning his tone to sound as annoyed as it did. but he can't change it now.
the door opened, revealing a frowning bang chan, worry etched onto his (handsome) face.
jisung sat up at the sight of his leader and patted the bed, knowing he needed to talk to jisung about something. why else would he come in at one. bloody. am.
the older did just as he was told to, and sat next to his maknae. he placed his hands on his lap before turning to jisung and opening his mouth to finally speak, "are you okay?" he asked.
jisung's face didn't show a single expression of shock. it was normal for chan to interrupt whatever you're doing just to ask a simple question along the lines of: "are you okay?"
jisung didn't know what to say this time though. the truth? or should he risk it with a lie..?
"wh...what?" the quokka questioned. it was only now that he felt how drowsy he is. maybe he shouldn't have posted that photo and should've just gone to sleep instead. it took a lot out of him having to stare at his features he despised so much, not knowing if he should even post it or not.
"you seem so...i don't know. distant? lately-" it was more of a question, really,
"-and i'm worried for you. i know how you get when things are going downhill, and you seem just so..." he made a circular motion with his hands, "you know?"as a matter of fact, jisung did know. he knew exactly what chan was talking about. but did he want to admit it to worry his leader and potentially drag the group down? no. so he acted like he didn't know.
"oh, i didn't really know it seemed like that. i'm sorry," he apologised. and he was sorry, he felt bad for troubling the older so much that he was awake at 1am probably contemplating whether he should visit or not.
"no, no. you shouldn't apologise. i was just concerned, is all," chan reassured, "are you sure there's nothing going on though? nothing i can help with?"
oh, chan. i wish i could tell you, i really did. but sadly this is something you can't help with this time. is what jisung wanted to say. but he didn't. instead, he kept bottling it up, hoping one day he wouldn't suddenly burst.
"i'm sure! there's seriously nothing going on," jisung reassured with his infamous heart-shaped smile, "i guess jyp's just been on my backside quite a bit at the moment and it's a little stressful." it wasn't a lie, but it certainly wasn't the full truth.
"ah, i understand. he was a lot like that with me during our debut days. i guess he just wants to make sure our comeback doesn't completely flop, and he wants to keep us on track. he cares for us, is all," the older explained, though jisung knew he forced most of that out.
jisung knew jyp has never favourited him.
maybe it was because of how he looked and acted.
pfft, yeah.
you should stop being so childish, han jisung.
maybe you should also where more makeup to cover up all those flaws.
maybe then stay will like you too-
"jisung?" the voice snapped jisung out of his thoughts.
"oh! yeah, i understand. i was just trying to take all of that in, i guess. it's made me look at him completely different now." another lie. gosh, when does this boy stop lying?
"it's okay. also, get some sleep, 'kay? stop trying to tell fans to stream 'ate'!" he chuckled at this, "i'm sure they've listened to it to know it off by heart by now," chan told. he ruffled jisung's hair, causing the quokka to scrunch his nose up and giggle at his leader.
"goodnight, jisung."
" 'night, hyung."
M I N H O
minho stares at his post. like always.
the idol is clearly very down in the dumps lately, and it worries minho. he's worried for his well-being and mental health, especially.
i really hope he's okay, maybe i should send him a dm? he'll probably never read it, but it's nice knowing i could give him even just a little bit of encouragement!
and that's what he did.
he clicked on jisung's profile, not missing the adorable icon he had set as his profile picture, and clicked 'message'. he didn't know whether it'll send or not, since he's never dm'd an celebrity (i guess you could say) before.
j.one✔️
- private messages -> how can one be this beautiful?
> you're like an angel. literally.
> you're unreal😔
> omg ARE you even real?•*+•*+•*+•*+•*•
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pretty boy.
أدب الهواةhan jisung had never been confident, whether it was to do with his personality, his looks, etc. lee minho thought, no. he KNEW jisung was perfect, and wanted to remind the boy of that every chance he could. ⬆️¡🐰 ⬇️!🐿️ lowercase intended.