* bittersweet.
one year ago. / @ftyeosang
it’s a cold winter night new year’s eve 2017. in just a few hours’ time, lina and the rest of lovecraft are going to go on stage and perform a summer song at a festival in the dead of winter. she’s okay with that, they’ve given her tights to wear at least, so she won’t be as cold as she could’ve been. but for now, they have some free time backstage, a thing so hard to come by.
naturally, lina’s got her coat on, a fluffy moschino thing that isn’t on the racks yet and typically, she’s socialising not because she particularly wants to, no. her brain is begging for her to take advantage of this and get some rest, curl up on a chair somewhere and doze off for an hour and a half. but her heart says something different. paint on that smile she’s so famous for, and use this time to chat to people she likes, people she would never usually get the chance to see.
she can sleep when she gets home. it’ll be precious little sleep, but that’s what she’s used to by now.
her conversation partner is called away for hair and makeup, and lina sends them off with a smile and a wave, before her feet pick themselves up of their own accord, on their path to find a new distraction, before her tiredness catches up with her and she drops.
within a minute, her eyes land on yeosang, lighting up as she throws him a cheesy grin.
“ is it cold enough for you? ” she jokes, mock chattering her teeth. it’s awkward, but she doesn’t really know what else to say. there’s no one else around, and she can’t help but wonder if yeosang feels the same tension in the air that she does.