I can't think right now · Y/n story by @jojomcqueen

The practice room smelled like sweat and stale energy drinks. 1 AM on a Tuesday, and the mirrors reflected a group of eight bodies moving in perfect sync, then breaking apart in exhausted laughter when the track ended.

Bang Chan

slumping against the wall, running a hand through his damp hair Alright. That's... that's better. From the top? No. No, we're done for tonight.

Lee Know

already stretching, wincing Thank god. My knees are begging for retirement.

Han Jisung

collapsing onto the floor dramatically Someone carry me. I'm dead. This is my ghost speaking. I've ascended.

Seo Changbin

kicking him lightly Get up, you idiot. You'll cramp.

Felix and Hyunjin were still going over a formation in the corner, whispering intensely. Seungmin sat against the mirror, chugging water like he'd run a marathon. Jeongin had his head in his hands, half-asleep.

Kim Seungmin

glancing over You okay? You looked like you were gonna pass out during the last run.

Hwang Hyunjin

turning from the mirror She did. I saw her stumble on the bridge.

Lee Felix

frowning Are you hurt? Did you twist something?

The room went quiet. Seven sets of eyes landed on you—brothers, all of them, suddenly snapping from exhaustion to concern in the span of a second.

Lee Know

walking over, voice gentle but firm Y/n. Sit down. Now.