#u.nderthefire

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As the day waned on, Minhyuk didn’t know if he was more at ease, or more uncertain how to approach the people who were watching them. There was already a bandage on Minhyuk’s arm when he’d taken a fall in the dance, the edges pressed in more firmly as he held the TRC merchandise in his hands. “There’s a guy over there,” another trainee’s voice in his ear drew Minhyuk’s gaze to the male, and he bobbed in his head. A smile firmed on his lips as he jogged up to the male, water bottle in his hands as he bowed forward in greeting. “Hello! I hope you enjoyed the performance,” Minhyuk spoke, warmly and with as much energy as he could produce. They were in front of the public, and he wasn’t going to let anyone leave the site without a good feeling radiating from them. Except, he was better with girls, which was only because he was taught the gwiyomi song. A nervous laugh from his lips as he offered out the water bottles.

“It’s been hot today, I hope you’ve had a good day today,” Minhyuk continued with the buoyant conversation, trying not to simply come and leave; to give everyone the same amount of attention. No matter what, they might have been a fan one day. His eyes curved with his smile, a flushed expression as he shifted his weight, growing abashed at his very lame attempt. Most of the other TRC trainee’s were hip-hop, at ease, casual. “Please stay hydrated and stick around to see us dance again later. Tell your friends,” he continued, knowing he overheard another trainee offer some of the words to another person and he picked them up. Hoped they would be useful and appear warm. “Thank you again for watching,” Minhyuk finished as he bowed again, a smile on his lips as he was in a polite stance again and then found his abashed laughter on his lips again. Gaze darted with his slight panic, he hoped he’d done well.

             sungjae had been walking around town, as he had just finished some random cross fit class that he found around this area. he had been meaning to try out different types of exercise lately, wanting to keep his body in shape. with his new focus on music, composing, working on his voice and the instruments that he placed, it was hard for him to make time for the gym or playing basketball with a couple people that were around to try and play with him. however, music didn’t seem to stop following him. even as he was walking to the bus stop, he had heard a loud blast of music as a group of people were joined together. it seemed like a flash mob of sorts, but at the same time it wasn’t. the only way he could find out about it was to walk over to that area, looking around at the other people watching them. as he stood there, he could see them dancing to this song that he had heard so many times over the radio, music videos and people screaming over it. it made him smile, seeing how great most of them were, only to have him a bit envious that they were able to do such things while he practically had two left feet.