dvrek:
“uh, ruby? you good there?”, he asked, sympathy conquering his voice. derek knew the consequences that idol-life entails- sleepless nights, physical pain, emotional stress, you name it. seeing the younger in pain, he placed his hand on top of her head to pat it gently, “look, i know you’re overworking yourself, but sometimes, you gotta give yourself a break. you don’t want to go to the hospital and want your fans to worry, do you?”
“i feel like my head is going to explode,” she replies, rubbing at her temples in hopes of calming the ache. it was her fault - she hadn’t slept for two days in an attempt to better her dancing and she was frustrated by how little progress she was making despite how hard she was working. “i know, i know,” she sighs, looking over at the male. “but i just want to be... better, you know? for my group, for the fans. i don’t want them to see me like this.”







