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KNYWEEK19 // day three » favorite duel

“Hoseok?”

You sit up in bed, and rub the sleep out of your eyes, squinting in the dark. Your hand roams around on the space beside you, searching for its occupant, but all you find is a bundle of sheets. You strain your ears, listening for any sign of Hoseok in the room. You still your own breathing, and you faintly hear the sound of metal clanking, and movement on the floorboards somewhere on the lower level of the house. You sigh, and reach for your phone on your nightstand. The glare from your bright screen makes your groan, and once again when you see the time. It’s quarter past three in the morning.

You get out of bed slowly, moving almost on autopilot, and shuffle out of the door. The rest of the dorm is silent, the other boys undoubtedly still asleep. You tiptoe silently through the building, make your way down the stairs, stepping on the floorboards as lightly as you can.

As you get closer to the in-house gym, the metal clanking becomes louder, and you start to hear soft grunts and puffs. You’ve found him.

You stand in the doorway, your back to the darkness of the hallway, and watch Hoseok as he lowers two dumbbells onto the ground. You have to stop yourself from rolling your eyes when you notice that he is still wearing his bed clothes. He places his hands on his hips, and his breathing is heavy as he stares into the mirrored walls of the gym. He hasn’t noticed you yet, and you watch as he drops into a squat, rocking back and forth on his heels, before rocking back and landing on his bottom. 

“Aargh!”

His frustrated grunt coupled with how roughly he rubs the back of his head makes you jump slightly, and you’re afraid he might wake up the others.

“Hey,” you call softly out to him. He reacts quickly, springing up to stand again, his eyes wide.

“What-why-are you…?”

“You might wake the whole house up,” you whisper, crossing your arms over your chest. “I know something that’ll make you feel sleepy. Come on.”

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“That… that was good,” Hoseok sighs, closing his eyes.

He groans wordlessly, and he leans back into his chair, resting his head on the top of the backrest.

You smile at him and stand from the table, stacking your bowl onto his. “Nothing like a good bowl of warm ramen to soothe the soul, huh?”

“You bet,” he mumbles, his eyes still closed. “I’ll go to sleep dreaming about it.”

“Just need to deal with the puffy face tomorrow,” you chuckle teasingly.

Hoseok cracks one eye open at you and grins. “Whatever.”

“I’ll just wash up and then we can go back to bed.”

“Mmhmm.” 

You hum to yourself as you carry the dishes to the sink, one of Hoseok’s not-yet-released songs stuck on loop in your head. You finish washing up quickly, and you head back to the table to find him with his head resting on his arms on top of the table, snoring softly. You kneel next to him, watching his nostrils flare with every breath. It’s nearly four in the morning, but you feel like you could watch him until sunrise.

“Remember as young teenager he lived through a tsunami, he lived in Sendai, had to walk out of the rink in skates as tragedy struck. At that point I think all of sudden his skating career took on different purpose and he realized how his gift of skating could touch so many lives and helped to lift some people out of very desperate situation. It really grounded him and inspired him and he’s mature beyond his years” - Tracy Wilson during Skate Canada 2019.

Happy 25th birthday Yuzuru Hanyu [941207]

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