The dorm was quiet.

Everyone had been exhausted lately. With the debut coming up; photo shoots, choreography, UCC missions and fan meets.

Everyday was a blur of exhiliration, fame, sweat, hard work and ultimately, exhaustion. Everyone would go back to the dorm, shower up, eat whatever they could stomach and then go to bed, falling asleep almost as soon as they had touched the pillow. 

Everyone but Minwoo. 

No matter how hard he seemed to try, sleep was impossible when he needed to rest the most. Missing home wouldnt have been it... he wasnt ill either, though that had been his excuse up until now. He couldn't use that for much longer. His hyungs werent stupid. They would know soon enough that something was up. 

He could'nt tell them. He wouldn't tell them even if he could. Would he? No. Those feelings were wrong and shouldn't ever be accepted. They wouldn't be accepted if they were acknowledged and so there was no point in even taking the time to consider being honest. He would just wait it out. 

He sat with his knees tucked tightly to his chest, sweat sticking his hair to the side of his face, up against the mirror of the dance studio. It was one place the maknae could find some kind of peace. Here, the only thing he had to worry about was counting beats, taking deep breaths, drinking lots of water and perfecting what he was better at than all the other members. Dancing came naturally to him. It was just something he knew.

"...aish... so tired." Tightening his grip, he rested his chin ontop of his knees and sighed, taking a deep breath. 

"So be normal and go to sleep." Staring down on his dongsaeng, stood Kwangmin. His arms folded loosley across his chest as he leant against the mirror beside Minwoo, a gentle smile on his lips. His hair was messy. He'd been sleeping. Why had he woken up?

Sitting back and letting his knees go. Minwoo sighed again and shook his head. "Anio... it's impossible. I didn't hear you come in... why are you awake? you're usually one of the last of us up." That was true. Kwangmin was always a pain to get up in the mornings. Him, and his older twin Youngmin. Thinking about the two of them made Minwoo smile. They were always such a good balance. 

Smirking, he nodded and sat beside his dongsaeng. "...Hmm... ne. I suppose I am. Trouble is, I can't sleep knowing you're awake. You've been doing this a lot lately. Are you nervous about the debut?" A concerned look crossed Kwangmins features. 

Looking to Kwangmin, he felt a little guilty. Could he really not sleep? It was strange thinking he might have that effect on one of his hyungs. Especially Kwangie. He considered his answer carefully. Was he nervous about the debut? No. Not at all. 

"Uh... m-maybe I am. I don't know. I guess so but isn't everyone one?" It was a valid question. It was only when he had asked that he realized he hadn't been paying much attention to any of his hyungs and how they might feel about the debut.

His eyes fixed on Kwangies expression, he waited for a reaction. He hated times when Kwangmin thought things through before he spoke... it lead to awkward situations for Minwoo. He had never realized before that he took the time to watch Kwangmin and study him from a distance. It was when he daydreamed and all of the sudden woke up to Kwangie's concerned eyes and a "Yah... Minwoo-ah... gwenchana?..."

Of course, not knowing what to say, Minwoo would simply stare back at his hyung. That was when it would usually get a little more awkward. After nothing but a vacant stare as a reply, Kwangmin would check his dongsaengs temperature. One hand on his forehead, the other on his own. Just a simple touch. One simple touch was enough. He couldn't move or speak or breathe. His cheeks would blush and the blood would rush from his face leaving him light headed and dazed. "You feel a little hot... and you look flushed. I'll get leader hyung and we can take you back to the dorms." And it was literally as simple as that... what can you do when you have a crush? That was back then. Things were better now. Minwoo wasn't as pathetic and puppy like around his hyungs as he was before. Unfortunately, during that time, he had developed a tense relationship between him and Kwangie. 

"Eh?...Oh... um... Ye. I guess we are all pretty nervous in our own way. We are lucky though." Kwangmin nodded and smiled. 

"You think so?..." Unable to keep his eyes open, he let his head rest against the glass of the mirror, his breaths light and his lips slightly parted. Had he really gotten this tired all of the sudden?

"Ne..." Kwangmin continued with a soothing tone. Why did he have to be so comforting?! "We have Donghyun-hyung as our leader. He's strong and knows a lot. With him, we will be fine. All of us have our strengths, Minwoo... but... " Looking to Minwoo, he paused and smiled, to see his half asleep dongsaeng looking so peaceful. "...But I dont think there is anyone who can go so long without sleep and be useful for a photo shoot the next day. Come on... I think youre pretty much done for today." 

"Ani... let me stay... I still have a few things... I still have a few things I want to practice." His voice was getting quieter and weak. He tried to keep his eyes open. 

"Aish... are you really that stubborn? Anio. I'm taking you back to the dorm room... You need to sleep. Remember, we are all in this together. We need you." Saying nothing more, he took Minwoo's arm and lifted him from the floor supporting the younger boy with his body. 

They seemed to walk for ages until finally, they reached the dorms. Opening the door with his free hand, Kwangmin walked Minwoo to his bed.

"Minwoo-ah... open your eyes so you can get in to your bed." With no response at all, Kwangmin sighed and lay the boy down gently on to his back, pulling the covers over him, making sure he was comfortable. He sat beside him for a moment. Minwoo had changed recently. They used to be a lot closer. They used to tell eachother everything. Him, Minwoo and Youngmin were like triplets... That had been what Youngmin had said. Minwoo, their adopted twin. He smiled with a sadness in his eyes as he touched his dongsaengs face lightly. "What happened?... why did you shut us out?" Biting his lower lip, he took one last longing look at Minwoo, and headed for his own bed. 

Tomorrow was gonna be hell.