#siwoows

bbq ft. @siwoows​ : a closed starter

hyunbin couldn’t be prouder of his best friend for finally making it—and as a leader no less! he knew siwoo was going to kill it just like he had been since he started his journey. if anyone deserved the spotlight it was ryu siwoo. but hyunbin also knew personally how stressful this time had to be. phoenix had debuted with pretty high expectations and he knew blue.m already had plenty of eyes on them (siwoo especially). he knew he wanted to do something to celebrate with his buddy and thought back to what he wanted when his debut on the horizon. his mind went straight to food.

it wasn’t that hyunbin didn’t like food or followed a strict diet (on the contrary, he could easily destroy a bucket of fried chicken unless stopped) the hermit he was would just forget to eat while he was working. he loved his work, so it wasn’t hard for his mind and body to sink into it. so when he was reminded by either his own body or a concerned friend he would (for lack of a better term) pigged the hell out. 

        practice over the weeks leading up to a comeback is always the most gruelling. your limbs never stop moving, from when practice starts early in the morning to when it ends hours later in the evening. and even then, staying behind for more practice is seen as something that is only to be expected of them. it doesn’t take much time being in the industry to learn that working your body past its breaking point is the norm rather than the exception, and really when you think deeper about it, there’s a certain kind of inhumanity to these exacting standards. but seoyul supposes that if she’s gotten this far, then she’s proven herself to have the ability to bear the weight of sustaining this life, and that just means she has to continue working harder and harder.

        it’s not out of the ordinary to see seoyul staying behind after practices, but even she could never surpass the amount of work siwoo puts in. ( sometimes she wonders if he’s just a robot running around in human flesh. ) so maybe it’s the loneliness of practicing for hours on end which compelled her to do whatever stupid things she did, leading up to this moment━in which she’s foolishly pacing back and forth before ys boys’ practice room with bags of takeaway food in her hands. there’s no other reasonable explanation for what exactly could have possessed her to do this, especially since it has been so long since the two spent any alone time with each other, outside of the passing conversations that transpire when they happen to take the elevator together. in fact, at this point, seoyul doesn’t even know if they’re still in a position to have supper together like they once used to.

        screw that. she spends most of her life thinking about what she’s supposed and not supposed to do, so maybe she will let herself have this. maybe she will let herself be willful for just once━and with that, she sucks in a breath, then pushes the door open. “knock knock, delivery incoming!” she calls out, finally making her way into the practice room. “i was in the room next door, which is how i know you’ve been practicing since, what, at least ten hours ago? come on, look at all the food i brought! i even have drinks,” there’s a determinedly cheery grin set on seoyul’s face as she sets the bags down, and when she looks up to meet siwoo’s gaze, her right hand sweeps across in a dramatic gesture towards all the food. “will the great ryu siwoo take a break and come have supper with me?” with her puppy eyes set on maximum intensity, seoyul is about seventy-five percent certain that siwoo is going to comply.