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dongha can't fall asleep.
the light snoring from his only roommate is inadequate in lulling him to sleep, and only serves to keep him awake with every passing hour. he always thought he could sleep in any place, granted he'd been 'trained' to nap in the symphony of sounds in the trainees' dormitory, but it seemed like soohyun's loud noises were not the only cause for his insomnia.
he'd touched yimin — yijun — for the first time that morning, like a friendly gesture that dongha always showed to his friends; but yimin's reaction is anything but welcoming.
did the maknae hate him for being soohyun's roommate? there was definitely something between them; the hour-long car ride supported dongha's theory that they were either dating, or just really close friends. maybe soohyun's being unfriendly to him because of that, too.
dongha's mind is in a turmoil; in these two weeks, he'd tried every workable way to bring himself closer to soohyun, to engage in a normal conversation with him, but the main vocalist merely responds with less than five words, and a bleak of silence that rendered the conversation a futile attempt.
i'm counting on you to bring them closer, seulgi had told him when he approached her a week ago. i trust you. you're friendly enough. and you're a guy; you'll know them best.
and if the apparent hatred towards him was insufficient, he's shouldering the burden of bringing a group of contrasting personalities together. wasn't that the job of the leader?
but it occurs to dongha that hongseok, too, was a vessel with punctures in its underbelly — evidence of him sailing on rocky terrain and sustaining injuries in the process. soohyun completed hongseok's notorious duo, so the leader would probably take soohyun's side if dongha were to rake up a fuss about the alienation.
dongha is no clean slate too; while he may have secrets of his own, they pale in comparison to the youngest member's, who seems as if he'd suffocate from bottling up his thoughts.
but, well, at least he's building up a stable relationship with the female manager, who constantly breathes down his neck about his messy work desk and grumbles as she sweeps up the loose sheets of paper that scatter on his bed. it's a fortune to have someone who cares for you, dongha had read in a book before, and he even considers the young manager his surrogate mother, one who fitted into the shoes of his birth mom.
his mother... is she still hooked onto alcohol? dongha knew she was in good hands, but he has the constant fear of not being around when his mother sinks into intoxication again. the reason for his uncertainty is simple — he, the person who'd stuck to her for twenty years, and who understood her the most, has not the freedom to pull the beer bottles away from her clutches.
and, while the worries weigh in his mind, oh dongha falls into a sleep, one that his spiritual exhaustion so needed.
LAYOUT BY HEEBUMDAE
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