#hanbitfmd

          seeing as the boy knows he will be stuck in this place until his members collectively decide to go back, joohwan takes the opportunity to walk around the festival before blue’s game starts. he feels ridiculous, showing up solely because he’s been in a good enough mood to attempt some niceties towards his members. it’s silly for he reckons they wouldn’t even have missed him if he hadn’t showed up, wouldn’t expect him to be here anyway, and joohwan is making this effort for absolutely nothing. but at least the sand feels good under his feet, the shorts he’s wearing exposing his legs to the summer heat that doesn’t seem to go away no matter how late it is. he’d even dare walking by the water, but it’s too crowded in that direction and the last thing the boy wants is for people to start bothering him. the dancer takes that into consideration, deciding to walk back to where he last saw his members, when he steps on something that immediately has him letting out a curse, his leg recoiling by instinct. his eyes fall to the broken glass bottle lying forgotten on the sand and the thin trail of blood running down his foot, the pain not even registering with the level of his anger. “ hijo de- hey, you, ” he calls out to a boy standing with his back to him. “ do you have a water bottle or something? ”

“you’ve got to help me. i’m going to put queen elizabark in the dressing room, but she’s starting to squirm. if you don’t create a distraction, it’s gonna be so obvious that i’ve brought her. please, please create a distraction then come meet me in the dressing room?”

“did you want to go grab some food, hanbit?” decipher had just finished their set for the festival concert and donghae was ready to go back to seoul so he could go to his own apartment and rest. there were still a few more groups left that were going to perform, but he was too tired to stay through the final performances. he had barely gotten any rest the night before, so even getting up that morning and prepare for the concert that night was a struggle in itself. soundcheck had been hell for him, and the only reason he didn’t pass out while performing on stage was because he was running on pure adrenaline. now that they were getting off stage and changing out of their stage outfits, he could feel the exhaustion creeping back up on him. “we can go to that place near my apartment? i remember you said you liked their ramen.”

( text message sent to baby decipher ) ⏤ yah kid you’re going to get there eventually as well!! or do you think only your hyungs are gonna get old?( text message sent to baby decipher ) ⏤ i can’t believe you bought a gift for my dog.........( text message sent to baby decipher ) ⏤ but thank you! see you later, go to bed!