the cleaning lady » baekhyun ✓

02. | [sick sehun]

I was running down the dark streets of Seoul and trying to escape. My breathing was fast, my heart was racing and I was glancing over my shoulder to see if there were still people behind me when I accidentally tripped and fell straight in my face. Everything spun when I picked myself up from the ground again, then I saw the police car that drove by and quickly jumped on the street.

The tires loudly screeched and the people who were chasing me instantly stopped. I climbed over the hood of the car, rushed to the other side of the street and turned around with a victorious grin on my face. They clutched their baseball bats in anger when I raised my middle fingers in the air and laughed out loud. Then the policemen jumped out of their car, started chasing them in the opposite direction and I casually walked the rest of the way where I was supposed to meet with my friends.

We won another underground dance battle tonight and the sore losers that we completely crushed tried to take our money away, but I managed to save it. The other groups thought they could do things like that because we were girls and it was really starting to make me angry. If we would actually get our money all the times we won in dance battles I would definitely not be struggling to pay my rent and eating only ramen noodles for the last two weeks of every month, but there was not much we could do when they tried to attack us with fists, baseball bats and knives.

One of the girls who wasn't just a dancer, but also my partner during work, threw her arms in the air when I walked in to our favorite bar and triumphantly grinned in their direction. '' I knew we could count on your fast legs, Seol! ''

I chuckled, pulled two stacks of money from my pockets and threw it on the table. '' You should work on your cardio, Seo-Yoon, I can't always be the one that has to run away with our prize and get chased by scary people while you casually wait for me in the bar. ''

Seo-Yoon only slapped my back in response and poured me a drink. Her long blonde hair was tied in to two buns, she had pink lipstick on her lips and her nails were perfectly manicured even if she worked as a cleaning lady during the day and doubled as a street performer at night. When you looked at her, you would never guess there was something beyond her cheerful and bubbly persona and I was completely in shock when she asked me one day if I ever thought about participating in underground dance battles.

We were cleaning the practice rooms of the dorms, I was complaining to her about our low paycheck and her eyes were shining when I looked at her in surprise. She said she knew a way to earn more money and I was more than ready to listen.

I tried to tell Seo-Yoon that drinking on a Tuesday night probably wasn't the best idea, since we had to go to work in only six hours, but she managed to convince me that one shot of soju wasn't going to be the death of me. She would be right if we would actually stop at one, but just like all other times, we didn't. I was stuck rolling out of bed with a killer headache and running on two hours of sleep.

I was carrying a mountain of laundry in my hands when I kicked open the door of EXO's dorm and casually walked inside. I froze for a moment at the sight of the tiny Kyungsoo holding Chanyeol in a headlock, Xiumin doing push-ups and Yixing sitting on the sofa and watching TV in nothing but underwear. Then I loudly sighed, muttered something about how weird idols were and put down the laundry that I was carrying in my hands. They were still silent when I started separating it in different piles and taking it in to different rooms and I ignored them until I walked in to the one of their group's maknae and saw him passed out on his bed.

'' Kyungsoo, why is Sehun sleeping in the middle of the day? ''

I narrowed my eyes when he yelled from the living room that he wasn't feeling too well that morning and thoughtfully stepped closer to him. My hand touched his forehead and I instantly frowned at the realization that he had a fever. '' This isn't good, noodle. We can't have you being sick when you have your next comeback soon. ''