thirteen
people throw rocks at things that shine
Changkyun woke up to a soft voice calling his name in the dark. Hyungwon was crouched next to the couch where he had fallen asleep.
“W-what?” the youngest asked groggily.
“Get up. You need to sleep in your bed.”
“I don't want to.”
Hyungwon pouted. “We have to get up early. We’re scheduled to practice at 10.”
Changkyun groaned and rubbed his eyes. “What time is it now?”
“Two in the morning.”
The youngest nodded and sat up. “Why are you up?”
Hyungwon sat back and played with the sleeves of his sweatshirt. Changkyun noticed that the threads were starting to unravel. “I couldn't sleep.”
That's weird. Hyungwon was always the first one to fall asleep and the last one to wake up. From what he knew, the vocalist had never had trouble sleeping.
“Stressed?”
“I guess.”
They sat in silence for a moment before Changkyun asked, “Would you like to get some fresh air?”
Hyungwon had never nodded so quickly.
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He was a wreck. Changkyun made him a wreck. When he was around their youngest member, his stomach filled up with butterflies, and he couldn't help but make a fool of himself. They had just made it onto the steps of the building when Changkyun started laughing.
“You look so cute,” the rapper said. He stood on his tip toes and combed his fingers through Hyungwon’s hair. The older leaned into his touch, making the other chuckle a little more. “Let’s get going.” And with that, he was walking down the sidewalk, and the older jolted out of his daydreams.
“Where are we going?” Hyungwon asked, hoping to hear a bit of the other’s voice.
“Not sure,” was the only answer he got. Hyungwon decided not to ask again, or ask anyt
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