Kyungsoo hides his layering eating disorders.
Minseok is clawing for relief.
When Junmyeon subtly hints that Luhan is gaining weight, everything slowly begins to spiral out of control.

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Preview;

Luhan had never had a problem with his appearance and body weight until he was nearly twenty years old, sprawled out on the floor of the practice room, tired and sweaty after a long four hours of rehearsals for their debut.

It was a rainy afternoon of March the 6^th, 2011, and all twelve members had been tirelessly going through re-run after re-run of their debut single, perfecting formations and dance moves as a whole group, then splitting up into sub-groups and practising with six members. They’d gone through the choreography as a full group once more, before taking a well-earned break on the polished floors, sculling water and catching the breaths they’d spent so long puffing out.

Luhan had his arms splayed out beside him, lids heavy and chest heaving with every gasp of air he took. Junmyeon was kneeling beside him, using one hand to wipe away Luhan’s sweat with a cool, damp towel, and the other to fan him with a sheet of paper.

Too puffed out to thank the younger, Luhan smiled weakly at Junmyeon, who smiled back and nodded in response. He noticed the sweaty locks of hair sticking to Junmyeon’s forehead, and frowned, before sitting up and gently pushing him to the floor, clambering onto his chest and fanning him in return.

He’d expected an offer of gratitude, seeing as Junmyeon’s breaths were shallow, his face was flushed from the intense practising and he clearly needed to cool down, if anything more than anyone else – but he only grunted and pushed him off.

“You’re so heavy, Luhan,” he groaned, “don’t sit on me like that.”

Luhan subconsciously pushed his bottom lip out, and threw the towel at Junmyeon’s red face. “You’re mean.”

He expected Junmyeon to laugh it off and cool himself down, but his stony expression remained.

“Have you been following your diet?”