#int — yoojoon.

[rowonlgc]

FROM HERE › @lgcyoojoon

  “what are we doing?”

  the question comes out of nowhere. in the middle of a late night practice with no music, just counts – he stops mid-step and hears himself vocalizing this nudging thought out loud. he’s not entirely sure if he’s asking yoojoon or himself.

  “all of this restricting what we eat, sacrificing sleep, practicing until we pass out – for what? a slim chance at debut?”

  he offers yoojoon a water bottle before taking a seat against the mirror and reaching for his own. in truth, rowon doesn’t know why he’s still here. this isn’t his dream; he had stolen it from another because he was bored and needed something to work towards. it was fun at first, but now, it’s getting tiring.

  “how long have you been training for?” he peers over at yoojoon, but under these dim lights, he can barely make out an expression. “do you actually want to debut?”

#thr — from here. #int — yoojoon. #lgcyoojoon

[rowonlgc]

he doesn't know peace.

when he's with others, it's loud. chaotic. he's always thinking, always doing, always assessing, always pretending, always being the person he has to be in order to get this, grab that, always being that person he's not, always - always - always - living with that cruel cacophony in his head, in his heart, letting it consume him day in and day out until it becomes far too much, far too often -

but when he's with yoojoon,

there's quiet, familiarity, a sense of safety and serenity resembling the humbleness of a home outside of a house.

some days, he just wants to run from it all. some days, he would look for yoojoon in the empty hallways of an early schedule-less sunday. some days, he would curl his fingers around yoojoon's wrist and ask him to come with him, be with him, just for a little bit. and they would go on his moped motorbike and ride out of the city and into the countryside where time is slower and life is simpler.

out here, he can breathe again.

"you okay back there?" he asks, his voice just barely above the motorbike's hum. "we can stop for breakfast if you're hungry."

let's run away, just for a little while. / @lgcyoojoon

#lgcyoojoon #the yoojoon effect is so real #thr — let’s run away. #int — yoojoon.