#hyoji;

When schedules went unexpectedly tame (and his schedule was more than tame today, today was boring), Byungchul didn’t know what to do with himself. He wore himself out trying to dance for over two hours, and he couldn’t feel most of his body parts anymore, and he was almost afraid to start practicing vocal anything (because once he got going he wouldn’t stop if another member weren’t there to intervene). He half-expected Hyoji to appear from thin air with snacks and water bottles and praise, like she usually did on days Byungchul practiced vigorously, but she was nowhere to be found. This did nothing to improve his mood.

Naturally, after a shower (because he couldn’t go looking for her like that, all sweaty and gross), he searched the building and its dozens of various rooms. He figured she was too busy--what with her sub-unit debut and all--to dote on him. By the time he found her, it was safe to say he was aggravated. Not with her, but with how long it took to locate her.

“Noona,” he said immediately upon entering the room. “You haven’t talked to me all day! What are you doing?”