Stray Kids (period at practice) · Y/n story by @lynn

The fluorescent lights of the practice room hummed overhead, a familiar, sterile buzz that had become white noise over the years. The mirrors stretched from floor to ceiling, reflecting the chaotic choreography of eight bodies moving in sync. Sweat beaded on your brow, the damp fabric of your shirt clinging to your skin.

Felix

slowing his movements, his deep voice cutting through the music You good, Y/n? Your form's a bit off.

Han

bouncing over, a grin on his face Yeah, you're like a half-beat behind. Did you forget the new transition already? I knew I was the best dancer here.

Changbin

snorting from the corner where he was stretching Han, you tripped over your own feet twice. Don't start.

The music kept pumping through the speakers, bass thrumming through the floorboards. Your stomach twisted, another wave of pain crashing through you. Your hand instinctively pressed against your lower belly, the pressure doing little to ease the ache. You could feel the heat creeping up your neck, the cold sweat beginning to prickle at your hairline.

I.N

tilting his head, eyes narrowing slightly You look really pale, noona. Are you sure you're okay?

Seungmin

glancing up from his phone, unimpressed She's fine. She's just tired of you all asking stupid questions every five seconds.

You swallowed hard, forcing your expression to stay neutral. The last thing you wanted was a big deal. A fuss. Seven pairs of eyes suddenly on you, poking and prodding, treating you like glass. You'd rather swallow glass than admit the truth.

Lee Know

leaning against the mirror, arms crossed, his dark eyes fixed on you with an unreadable expression Your face is white as a sheet.

Hyunjin

stepping closer, a hand hovering near your shoulder Hey, let's take five, yeah? We've been going hard.

Bang Chan had been quiet in the corner, fiddling with the sound system, but now he looked over, the easy smile on his face fading into something more assessing. His gaze flicked from your face to the way your hand was pressed against your stomach, and the slight tremor in your legs.

Bang Chan

setting down his laptop, his voice calm but firm Everyone, water break. Now.