For nearly two full weeks I was hit by promotions, stages, awards, and proposes from other idols for collabs. I was so overworked I couldn't even go to my down for days on end. So this is what it's like to debut. The only sleep I got was in car rides, before a performance, and after a meal; those lasted only for fifteen minutes at best. I got so worried that I looked up how long a person could go without sleep. Which ended up being eleven days without a nap so I guess I could last for at least two weeks. After my last performance before getting a break, all I wanted to do was sleep. It was around one, right after the noon performance and I swayed back and forth while going to my dorm. I removed every single piece of body and face makeup at my dressing room a while back, and I was wearing a short black skirt, a blue crop top, black wedges, and black thigh socks since they were easy to take off and change during performances. I fiddled with my keys before opening up my front door. I immediately threw my bag on the kitchen counter, taking off my shoes and kicked them to the side so they were somewhat organized. My puppies ran up to me, I was glad my manager came by and took care of them while I was out performing. I filled up their bowls after they were finished pouncing on me and went to my couch. Accepting the plushness and the sudden feeling of relief that went through my spine. This might be the first time in two weeks that I actually laid down. I closed my eyes and got some shut eye, falling into a deep sleep.
Yoongi P.O.V
I knocked on Roxi's door. It was around two in the afternoon and I just finished up working in my studio, although I still brought my laptop incase I had a sudden stroke of genius, as usual. That and I brought some cake to greet her when she opened up if she were under a lot of stress. After a minute or two I noticed she wasn't coming to open it up I decided to try the door knob. I twisted it, raising my eyebrow when I realized it was unlocked.
'Does she want someone to break in or something?'
I pushed it open, knowing the other times I tried opening her door it was locked and her manager finally told me she was coming back to her dorm today when I ran into her this morning. That explained why I never saw her around these past couple of weeks. The lights were off and the only illumination came from the three unblinded windows behind her couch. Her puppies noticed my presence and looked at me, I'm pretty sure they were used to me by now since they weren't running up to me whenever I came. My eyes scanned the room, landing on a laying form on the couch. My laptop and cake was placed on the counter next to Roxi's backpack and I watched her from the kitchen counter, my back leaning against one of her chairs. She looked exhausted. If the bags under her eyes didn't give anyone the jist of what she felt, then her stiff limbs would probably show that. I sighed, seeing she was sleeping in my spot.
'Dammit.'
I walk over to her quietly, slipping one arm under the back of her knees. Both of her arms slung around my neck, catching me off guard as I used everything I had to keep from losing my balance and throwing her onto the coffee table. My legs straightened and I carried her with my arm as my free one pushed open her bedroom door.
'I'm glad I brought the cake, she's so light.'
Her room was fairly neat, her dogs following me from behind as I silently swore at them to help me. I placed Roxi on the top of her bunk after pulling the covers back. My hands softly fluffed up her pillow and I tucked her in, hoping my movements wouldn't wake her up. She groaned in her sleep, grabbing my left hand and she just held it.
"Don't leave."she whispered, still between the world of reality and dreams.
I smiled and tucked her arm into the blanket to keep her warm."I won't, promise."
That was enough to make her smile and release my hand. The warmth left my fingertips as I stuffed my hands in my pockets, making sure she was comfortable before leaving the room and closing the bedroom door behind me. I sat on the couch, looking to my right to see the dog with a red collar look at me with its head tilted.
