Feel My World Shake
Description
In which Daehyun loses his voice and gains new experience.
Q: Could you tell us of a time when you were happy or upset over a recent choice you made?
Daehyun: I wasn’t able to practice much while we were on schedule, but I hold on to Jongup these days. That was a good choice I made. He’s very passionate so he practices a lot and I practice with him as well. It’s very fun.
Jongup: Daehyun hyung is very talented in singing high pitched notes and I think that’s how we ended our practice. (laughs)
Daehyun: We sing a lot of songs during practice and end it with a hard rock song. We both sing a song that requires a lot of screaming and we don’t go back to our dorm until our voices give out. When we do that, it feels like we’ve practiced enough. Might as well practice with our vocals. (laughs)
Me: /cries OTP tears ;;
this is just something quick that's been in my head all day orz
i need more time to write something proper ;;
daejong are too perfect i'm crying what the how dare you
/cries a bit more over those motherers ;3;
enjoy reading! ^^
Foreword
It doesn't really matter that it's nearing an ungodly three in the morning and the stars above Seoul are as invisible in the windowless room as they are in the smog-ridden night sky. To the two boys within these four walls, time long ceased to exist and instead of seconds they count the beats that reverberate from one corner to the other, doubling themselves, crashing over their heads like a tidal wave of deafening noise ready to crush them mercilessly. But Daehyun doesn't feel fear, quite the opposite.
The beats rattle in his ribs with such ferocity that his whole body feels like a tightly strung instrument, each tone booming from the huge speakers encasing his heart and soul in vivacity and in a way this is better even than performing in front of a hundred people, a thousand people, three thousand people, better than all stages he has been on, even though he is soaked in sweat to the point his white shirt is almost see through. But maybe that's just what makes the whole moment so exhilarating, so invigorating, the chance to go all out while still being completely himself. No masks, no styling, no nothing to restrain him.
It also doesn't matter that the mirror-clad walls of the small practice room are covered in slick humidity after they locked themself in for hours and hours on end until the outside world ceased to exist in their episteme and all that mattered were the glistening surfaces and worn wooden floors. They're not even practicing anymore, no dance routines and anatomically impossible stunts and tricks that have Daehyun fearing for the unity of Jongup's skeletal framework.
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