𝙊𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙅𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙚🍊⇢ 𝙢𝙞𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣 / 𝙙𝙖𝙝𝙢𝙞 [𝙀𝙣𝙜. 𝙫𝙚𝙧.]

She's sick.

Something was wrong.

The smooth movements that Mina always did, and the bright smiles that she gave to the people and photographers at the airport were somewhat forced this time.

Dahyun had never seen the older like this.

With every flash and call directed at her, Dahyun noticed how the older one hid more and more behind her cap.

She followed her from behind, just like her shadow, realizing how the group's busy schedule began to bear fruit in one of the members – the fatigue and tension in the olders body was visible.

Her eyes lingered on her mate's open palm, hesitating a little bit on taking it.

Dahyun hastened her step a little more and finally took Mina's warm hand – Mina who turned her head briefly and gave her a sweet look from under the strands of hair that fell on her face.

The older one eventually returned her gaze to her feet and tightened her grip on Dahyun's small hand, pulling her forward between all those security guards, cameramen, and the members of the group.

—Are you okay? —Dahyun said in a whisper when she saw how Mina – her roommate – buried herself in the sheets of the bed as soon as the door of the hotel room opened with a green light.

—Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. —She answered lying down, closed eyes covered by her forearm. —I just need to rest.

Dahyun was very convinced that that was not normal.

It wasn't like the tiredness they always got after traveling. Mina looked exhausted, more than usual. The sparkles in her gaze were gone and those little purple circles under her eyes appeared – barely visible, but they were there.

In a calm way, Dahyun approached Mina's place, extended one of her arms and opened her palm on the forehead of the older woman, who only jumped a little in surprise.

With a slap on her arm, Mina moved Dahyun's hand away.

—You're so hot! —Dahyun opened her small eyes and shot her eyebrows up.

—That doesn't mat-

—I'm bringing Jihyo and the managers! I'll be back-

Dahyun was about to turn around and do what she explained but Mina grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her back slightly.

—You can't.

—You are burning. I can't leave you like this.

—I said no. —She blurted out in a serious tone. There was a tired look in her eyes, a look that made Dahyun feel sorry for her. —Tomorrow is the concert. You can't say anything.

—But–

—Like i said, i just need to rest,
Dahyun. —Mina let go of the minor's arm. She laid her head on the pillow and closed her eyes. —I'll be better in a few hours.