“Now bring your left leg to your thigh. Hold it. Found your balance and breathe in… Breathe, close your eyes and feel the energy, relax your body…”

Seunghyun opens his right eye to peek at the man beside him and yoga instructor in front of them. He is struggling to keep his balance and swaying to the left and right. Not to mention he is having a hard time to fold his leg. He holds his leg and tries to stay still and after a while, he finds his balance.

“Breathe in… Breathe out… Now lift your arms and put your palm together above your head…”

Damn.

It’s hard for Seunghyun to stand with one leg although he holds his leg. How in earth he can put his palm together? His sweat drops, wetting the yoga mat. Once again he peeks and finds that the younger man beside him smiling while doing the yoga. Seunghyun has promised Daesung to accompany him after the younger fumed about he’s being called fat. For these two days, he has gone to the gym and exercised harder than ever.

If there’s something that could make the younger angry is being called fat.

“Now, put down your leg slowly that you could feel the blood go through your vein…”

Seunghyun follows the order. But his patience wears out when the instructor tells them to put their palms on the mat and slowly hugging their leg while still standing. His old body can’t take that. Or maybe, he should cut his nicotine