Wonwoo | Drowned

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After four months of grueling performances and nonstop touring, all the hard work had finally paid off. The energy from their dear Carats, the love and enthusiasm they received from their fans, made it all worth it. But now, after weeks of pushing their limits, the group was on their way home, riding quietly in the van. The silence in the vehicle was deafening, each member too tired to speak, the exhaustion from their world tour weighing heavily on them.

Hoshi, breaking the stillness, spoke up, his voice tired but thoughtful. "Shall we just order some food?"

Cheol, who was seated beside him, gave a weary chuckle. "Yeah, we can't even get up on our feet now."

The members nodded in agreement, too drained to do anything other than wait for the food to arrive. They made their way back to the living room of the house, collapsing onto the couches as they settled in for a quiet evening. Wonwoo, sitting on his phone, absentmindedly scrolled through his feed when he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder. Looking down, he saw Woozi had somehow managed to fall asleep, his head resting peacefully as he leaned on him.

A small smile tugged at Wonwoo's lips, amused by Woozi's ability to fall asleep anywhere, even amidst the chaos of the tour.

Once the food arrived, they gathered around the dining table, finally eating after a long day of travel and performances. As they munched on their meal, Cheol's phone rang, cutting through the chatter.

"Hello?" Cheol answered, his voice hoarse from the exhaustion. "Hm, hyung? What is it? Oh, you're on speaker now."

The voice on the other end of the line was their manager. "Hello, guys! How are you? Are you eating right now?"

Dino, always enthusiastic, piped up from the table. "Yes, hyung."

Their manager's voice carried through, laced with warmth. "That's good to hear. We know how tiring and exhausting these last few months have been for all of you, so the company has decided to give you some time to rest and relax. We've booked a private resort for all of you to unwind tomorrow through the weekend."

The news hit the group like a wave. Shock rippled through them, and they erupted in various expressions of excitement. Some jumped up, grinning and already thinking of the fun activities they could do, while others, still too tired to process it all, simply smiled with sleepy eyes, too exhausted to do much else.

"That's all, boys," their manager continued. "We'll see you in the morning. Have a nice rest and goodnight!"

After the call ended, the group buzzed with excitement, each member chattering about the resort, eager to relax and recharge. But before anything else, dinner had to be finished. They ate together, savoring the food after such a long day.

When the meal was over, they headed to their rooms to pack their bags, each of them trying to prepare for the vacation that awaited them, even though the exhaustion of the tour still clung to them. But it was clear—this short break was exactly what they needed.

By 8 AM, the members had finished packing, their bags neatly arranged and ready for the long trip ahead. Mingyu and DK were just finishing cleaning up the dishes from their breakfast, and now, all they had to do was wait for their manager to arrive and take them to the resort.

"Are you all ready?" Manager hyung called out, walking into the room. "Load your things onto the bus. It's going to be a long 4-hour ride. Does anyone need motion sickness relievers?"

Seungkwan immediately raised his hand. "Me, hyung!"

Minghao, who was sitting nearby, followed suit. "Me too!"

"Alright, here you go," the manager said, handing them each a motion sickness pill. "Good thing I remembered to pack these for you."

The ride to the resort was anything but peaceful. The maknae line, along with Soonyoung, filled the bus with their energy, using the onboard karaoke system to belt out songs non-stop. The noise made it difficult for anyone hoping to get some sleep, but the excitement was contagious. Laughter and song echoed throughout the bus, making it feel more like a party than a long ride.

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