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     the practice room was closing in on him, he could feel himself begin to spiral, begin to lose all sense of self. it was inevitable, he guesses. he lets the smirk peel back at his features, the facade falling and for a second he lets himself to falter to the weakness he had tried to hard to suppress. so hard to hide and so hard to guise under the anger fists and sour words, crafted so carefully by the guilt and confusion he felt. he falls back, shoulders pressed and spread across the floor, only come to rest atop his chest as he finds the sudden freedom all too overwhelming. 

     what do i tell the phoenix manager? what do i tell my best gaming bud? what do i tell yoon? hues closing, the thoughts drowning him out, feeling his feet begin to lift from his own subconscious and he feels a strong sense of guilt. panic lacing his reverie and he lets the exhale flatten the chest that rises too eagerly. how does he explain kiha’s arm bruise? how does he explain the way he lashed out to kiha? how does he explain any of this? i’m flinging myself off of the yuseong building. he settles, a chuckle leaving his lips as his eyes flicker open. the chuckle only grows, gradually becoming the audible laughter that softly fills the empty practice room. 

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it's sweet, is the first thing that kiha thinks when he hears yoon's words, even though that probably shouldn't be the case considering that he was halfassedly scolding his manager for punching miles in the face for something that technically didn't even concern the other in the first place. even though kiha should be feeling guilty about this more than anything else — and he is and about more than just getting miles a purple eye —, the main vocalist still can't help but think that it's sweet that yoon cares so much about them that he's ready to jeopardize his career in yuseong over it.

kiha is more than certain that miles won't go to ceo yoo about this issue, won't tell anyone that yoon came to his practice room and beat him a bit because the crescent member had an argument with his childhood friend who happens to be a member of phoenix, even if that didn't involve miles having to admit that he also broke a mirror of said practice room, kiha knows that miles just isn't that type of guy— actually, he might be eating himself out of guilt and self deprecation if the way he looked at kiha when he realized he left a bruise on the main vocalist's arm is anything to go by.

however, it doesn't change the fact that this was risky because what if miles was someone else? if the other wasn't the way that it is? yoon can't just go around punching guys just because they made kiha — or anyone else in phoenix for that matter — cry.

however, it's also hard to stay mad at his manager when he's being this endearing.

"don't think i'm less mad just because you're being this cute." kiha reminds the other even though his tone has lost half of its heat at this point which just proves that yes, he'll stay less mad just because yoon is being this cute, especially because the other isn't really the type to express those sort of feelings with words and in such a direct manner.

"you can't take care of us if you're fired, hyung." kiha just heaves a long sigh. "so don't do anything like that again, ok?"

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confused and taken aback by the question, taeyang ponders for a moment. his gaze never meeting up with his manager's until he felt ready to speak upon the question with a follow up question. " i mean... isn't it your job to care about these things, hyung? " he questioned the other. " this could affect the schedule for the group and you say you don't care. " he stated, shaking his head at the male’s choice of words. 

a failed negotiation he was having with the older male at the moment. his health was on the line and the other wouldn’t even allow him one potato chip out the bag. he even offered to take half of the smallest chip the bag had to offer. this was detrimental to his health. this was unfair ! taeyang would get his chips one way or another. the whole dieting protocol the company had for their idols was something he could never understand or come to terms of acceptance with. this was also him being a spoiled brat because he couldn’t get his way, something he wasn’t quite used to back at home. 

     an exaggerated gasp, hand to chest as brows knitted together, “oh, yes the fuck you were.” lips still agape, shock evident on his features, though obviously faked, he couldn’t help but entertain the words that left the phoenix manager. “i’m pretty sure you were trying to get spicy with me just now but now is not the time for that.” shaking his head, as digits move across the keyboard, attempting to get his player into position. they’ve been at it for a few hours now, numerous matches of trying to seize first place for their team, only to be annihilated by screaming twelve year olds in the lobby. numerous shrieks of your mum jokes, strung along by crying children and parents ranting in the background. the frequent swear word thrown about, echoing out from his headphones, tugged to the side. it doesn’t help that most of those teens were placed on their team. 

     “stop trying to make our characters kiss.” it also doesn’t help that miles has neglected to play any sort of games in the past few months. between learning ladybug’s up&down choreography without incurring any serious injuries to reading fan mail, and preparing for appearances on shows— it doesn’t leave him much time to indulge into the hobbies he had once cultivated in his adolescence. “stop trying to catch me off guard and take advantage of me.” his gaze darting to the leaderboard, half their team was already feeding with only a handful of capable players. it felt almost traumatising to think that he was slaughtering the gamer dreams of young children with simple manoeuvres of his digits. 

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yurim's seen him around. it was hard not to seeing that he was the manager of one of yuseong's groups. that didn't mean she exactly knew much about him. there weren't many situations where yurim looked this down, and she wants to blame it on the lack of sleep that she's gotten the night before. if it were any other day, she thinks she would have shook her head and given a generic it's fine in response. however, her brain was fuzzy, and she thinks sitting around in a vocal room won't do her much good anyway and so she instead nods and says, "why not?"

kiha never thought that he'd be this nervous with releasing a solo work, especially one that isn't a solo persay. it's just a solo in the sense that the other other phoenix members aren't involved in it, not in the production and not in the recording. however it isn't like he's going to promote serendipity anyway, there are no other tracks or any sort of album to follow that song nor is he scheduled to music shows to performance it — there's not even a choreography for it anyway since the music video he shot for it doesn't have any dance in it —, it's just a song. it's just something that kiha did out of an impulse and surprisingly ceo yoo said yes as long as they got to tweak some of it.

but maybe because it was an impulse, maybe because this song in specific in this very specific moment means a little more to him than any other songs that he has composed, maybe because kiha's feelings and mind are still a mess so he can make fair and clear judgements of anything relating to the song, maybe because any and all criticism this song gets will hit him a little more personally than it should.

the producing team said it was good, that if they adjusted anything of it again then it'll probably ruin it, that this is as good as the song will ever get. even ceo yoo approved it to be released so he must think it's good too. there's nothing else to be done anyway since it's been already released, no matter how much kiha thinks and overthinks this on his head, the song is already out anyway and the only thing he can do is get ready for the storm of critics that will fall on his head — that the song is too different from phoenix's usual style, that his voice didn't fit the concept, that the song was bad, that perhaps it should've been just given to a more capable vocalist, and who knows what else —, or he could get a second opinion on it from someone who cares enough about kiha that he wouldn't sugarcoat his words just to make the phoenix member happy.

         talk about a spoilsport. it doesn’t really come as much of a shock, that a manager from yuseong would be the one to torpedo yeorin’s genius plan to make full use of her time at this festival with the bottles of soju she’d so deftly sneaked in with her, but that doesn’t mean that it’s any less frustrating. and, as if being made to go through two whole days of activities without so much as a sip of the drinks she was been looking forward to wasn’t enough, here she is, staring straight at the male she now recognizes to be phoenix’s no-nonsense manager downing her drinks at a corner of the park. she’d recognize the image of taut shoulders and head pulled over anywhere, a precise likeness of stress.

         and on the day that they’re supposed to be squeezing in some time for relaxation, no less. though again, it’s not quite a shock that the shackles of yuseong extend even to company staff, and yeorin wonders why anyone would willingly give up contentment in life, only in exchange for yuseong’s unfeeling management and the complete erasure of a work-life balance, until she realizes that she was trapped in the exact same shackles up until a few years ago. there’s no denying that their strength of will is something to be admired though, and she affords a certain sense of respect to yoon for being so earnest in his job. still, yeorin is a strong believer in the need to not be so serious from time to time.

        “did you really confiscate my alcohol just to have it for yourself as you mope around? i could see the tension weighing on you even from a distance,” she remarks, tinge of amusement and playfulness coating her voice as she approaches yoon. though granted, it’s not so much a transgression of work ethics to be having a drink or two on the day they’re given permission to explore the water park, than sneaking in hurried gulps backstage right before a performance. regardless, she didn’t come to redress her grievances. “and you’re hovering over the boys━there’s nothing worse than a manager hovering when you’re supposed to be having fun.”