Any battery needs a recharge. This usually happened from evening to morning, so the fans did not know about it. Fans of Kim Dahyun always thought that their Dubu, as they affectionately called her, was always energetic, cheerful and in a good mood. Only the band members knew the reverse side of the medal of their maknae leader.

Once a month, what happened now was what they saw when they were going home after their last performance today. Their little Tofu wept sobbing, clutching herself in an armchair, closing her hair behind a screen. Today, fan support was stronger than before, and Dahyun was felt, her pent-up emotions escaped. The happy smile disappeared, she shook all over, and then she began to cry.

The members exchanged glances, looking to see whose turn it is today to console Dahyun.

“That month I was - Mina showed herself, but anyway she was already approaching her friend, squatting down next to her, running a soothing hand over the girl’s head. - Dahyuni ...

- Chae? - sobbing Dahyun looked out from under her hair, but seeing Mina's kind smile in front of her, she asked. - Where is Chaeyeong?

- You call Chaeyeong? - asked again, looking around and looking for a certain girl, she sat in front of the mirror and flipped through her phone.

Hearing her name, she looked up and looked towards her. Mina silently asked to come, putting the phone in the inside pocket of her jacket, and went to them.

“Apparently, she chose you, Chaeyeong - freeing up her place for the girl who came,” Mina said.

“Dahyuni,” Chaeyeong called, embarrassingly embracing her elder girlfriend by the shoulders, at such moments she would rather have chased all the choreography again from beginning to end than seeing Dahyun crying.

“Chaengi,” she mumbled, taking her safe hug, wrapping herself in a warm blanket with care and love from the youngest.

- Shh, everything's fine, I'm with you. Why are you crying, unnie? - wiping away tears, looking into the reddened eyes of the member, Chaeyeong asked.

“I don’t know,” sniffed, the girl mumbled somewhere under her chin, blowing her neck with her hot breath. “At first I could not hold back the emotions because of the love of our Once, now ... I don’t know, just the tears do not stop,” she complained, gradually calming down in her friend’s arms.

Tears were no longer in such a great flood from the eyes, the others gasped approvingly, congratulating Chaeyeong with such a quick soothing method.

- Girls, the car is ready, let's get out. Dahyun, let me fix your makeup, don’t you want your fans to worry?

- Chaeyeong, you will stay with me, right? - Without releasing her from herself, Dahyun asked apprehensively.

“I will be with you,” she promised, having heard a calm breath and finally felt freedom from her friend’s tight embrace.

***

But Dahyun did not give her a hand to go far, she twisted her fingers with the girl’s fingers, pulled behind herself to the mirror where Chaeyeong had been sitting before.

After a couple of minutes, everyone was ready, left the building, went to the waiting cars. Fans did not suspect anything was wrong with their beloved and adored Mist-Tofu. She smiled, maybe not so brightly, but they attributed everything to fatigue. DubChaeng shipper fans squealed with delight as they noticed bound hands.

As soon as the car doors closed, the girls seated in their seats, with Dahyun urging her and Chaeyeong to sit in the back seat. Chaeyeong sat by the window, Dahyun next to her, and as soon as the car started, lay on her knees, somehow wrapped her arms around her waist, covered her eyes.

“Dubu-unnie, it’s probably not convenient for you,” she began to ask, but she saw that she was sleeping. She gently ran through her hair, removing several hairs from her face.

“You know, Chaengi, you're just fine — quietly so as not to wake the girl,” Jihyo said. “You managed to calm her down in a couple of minutes.”

- How did you manage that? - Sana asked her question, lovingly looking at her friend's sleeping face. - When it was my turn, I was able to reassure her only at home, and then having promised to buy a lot of chocolates.

“This is probably their unusual chemistry, as our Once like to say,” Nayeon reasoned, shaking her head in the direction of Jeongyeon, who wanted to shoot cute Tofu when she puffed her lips a little and smacked them like a child. “She's so cute, but better, let's leave it as it is.” We don’t want to embarrass Dahyuni later.

They arrived home calmly, went up to the apartment, crossed the threshold, the last were Chaeyeong, trailing behind her, holding on to the sleepy Dahyun's jacket. Her fair skin had a pinkish tint, but this was not due to the embarrassment she experienced when Chaeyeong woke her in the car. Not exactly, although remembering how it came from pink, the face turned red. Chaeyeong herself did not look in her direction, but allowed her to hold onto the edge of her jacket and almost hang behind her. Members preferred to remain silent about the incident. Let the children understand.

Their "children" silently walked into their room; Dahyun could not stand the silence anymore. She pulled on her jacket, which she was still holding on, forcing her to pause, but not turn around.

“Sorry, I didn’t think that ...”

“No, it's you forgive me, Dahyuni.”

- Peace? She asked hopefully, feeling tears welling up again when Chaeyeong did not immediately answer. It’s just that at that moment she needs more courage to turn her older friend face to face, and looking into her eyes, say:

“You and I did not quarrel, unnie.” I will go to the bathroom. Uh ... unnie ... can you let me go?

- Hahaha, sorry Chaeng. Can I go with you? - then realizing what she asked, she blushed violently, waved her hands, stuttering a little, explained. “That's not what I meant, Chae!” I meant that to go with you to the bathroom, but not to go with you to the shower ... Aigoo! - completely embarrassed, covered her face with her hair, turned away from her. Calming down a little and collecting her thoughts, she added quietly. “I don't want to be alone.” I will wait for you when you wash, and then I go to the shower, and you wait for me, and then together we will go to the room or somewhere else. Okay?

“Good.” Chaeyeong answered shyly, embarrassed with embarrassment.

Why has everything become so awkward? And all after that unfortunate kiss ... in ... g ... gu ... I can't say that. Too embarrassing! My first kiss with my bro! Aigoo!

Fifteen minutes later, Dahyun, entering the bathroom, recalled:

“You will wait for me, right, Chaeyeong?” - she nodded her head. Dahyun smiled happily, the eye somehow even shone from the answer.

Passing by, Jeongyeon looked around in surprise. Dubu smiles again. She went to tell the good news to everyone else. Soon in the house there was a joyful screech and happy sighs.

Their maknae leader Tofu smiles again.

Fifteen minutes later, after leaving after a refreshing soul, the smelling and clean Dahyun looked brightly in the direction where Chaeyeong was supposed to be.

But her friend was not there. Chaeyeong decided she would wait for her in the room, changing into her nightwear. She was just reviewing the photographs she had taken recently when the doors to the maknae’s room abruptly opened and burst into Jihyo, along with the rest of the members.

- Go correct what you have done! They shouted in unison, pulling a discouraged girl from the room.

“What have I done wrong?” - the question hung in the air when she heard a loud angry cry from the side of the living room. “Why is Dubu-unnie crying again?” She calmed down.

“Tell us, Chaeyeong?” What did you do to her? - Seeing the bewildered look of the girl, Momo explained - Through crying we could make out only your name.

“But I did nothing.” As promised, I was waiting for her ... aigoo - slapped her forehead, quickly running up to Dahyun, sitting next to her on the sofa and hugging tightly, trying to pull the girl to her. But Dahyun broke free, babbling, her red eyes from tears looked sadly at her:

“Chaeyeong, you don't love me anymore, do you?” Do you like me? Ahhh, Chaeyeong doesn't love me anymore. She doesn't want to be friends with me anymore.

- Hush, hush, I'm here. I am here, I have not left you, I am here - I was comforted, rubbing a comforting palm on my back.

“But ... you ... promised, promised, and when I went out you weren’t there, I thought that you left me, left, and you won’t return anymore - the crying gradually turned into hiccups, but the tears already disappeared.

“Aigoo, you are such a child now, unnie,” Chaeyeong whispered softly, finally managed to completely hug and pull him into her arms. “Where would I go from you, Dubu-unnie?” I was waiting for you in our room.

- Truth? Wiping her swollen nose with the sleeve of her robe, Dahyun asked.

“Of course I'm telling the truth, unnie.” Well, that’s good, you’re my beauty again - she said approvingly, gently looking into her friend’s eyes.

Their views lingered, in them they always they could find out the truth. Therefore, they often played the "peepers" game.

“Something I cried again,” Dahyun giggled hoarsely, moving away from Chaeyeong. - And somehow it’s getting cool. I'm going to change clothes too. And then we'll see, some kind of movie? She asked the other members that they were peeking around the corner. “I promise not to cry anymore, unless of course it is not a melodrama.” Then you will surely see my tears again and hear my loud cry - she joked, flashing her eyes, fully recovering.

The members watched her come out, dancing and breathing out freely, looking gratefully at Chaeyeong:

- Our Tofu is back. Thank you, Chaeng.

Yes, their energetic battery Kim Dahyun aka Dubu/Tofu returned, a happy laugh and a sea of ​​jokes that lasted all evening until they went to bed, confirmation of this.

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