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[lmdongmin-blog]

･ﾟ  sleepy daze

---------- missing you by sp4de 

     he’s surprised when he hears the assignment for the next couple weeks—mostly because most of the trainees that he knows are not vocalists. he’s barely a vocalist himself, if only by the definition that he’s most definitely not a rapper. he used to sing when he was busking with a band, but that was also mostly just harmonizing on his part though he’s trying to get better. he’s been putting in a lot of effort during vocal practice, if only to make up for the fact that he’s a terrible dancer too. 

     the struggle is real. honestly, all he can think of is that he’s grateful he had signed a dual contract to model as well as be a trainee, or he probably wouldn’t be too sure what he was doing here. 

     finding @lmsomi​ in the canteen usually wasn’t too hard, and he sets his tray down next to her when he’s gotten his food, heaving a loud sigh. “how are you doing with the eval?” dongmin asks, sounding almost weary even though he’s been doing very well with his practice. it’s just a mood nowadays, considering he has a few final projects that he’s been working on with school, and along with modelling and training—he’s just always tired, and he doesn’t think that’s going to change until the semester ends. 

[lmhwanwoong]

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@lmsunwoo​

Cover dancing wasn’t anything new to him by any means and neither was having to reinterpret a song from their seniors in the company. It was the whole thought of a ‘special event’ that weighed on Hwanwoong’s mind instead. That could mean literally anything, couldn’t it? But it was no use thinking about it, because the more he thought about whether it was a small performance at a local nursery school or a whole big stage in front of thousands of people, the more nervous he became, and there was one person he didn’t want that nervous sensation to catch onto at all.

“How’s everything going for you, hyung?” he asked Sunwoo as the other returned to the dorm room that evening. He handed over a bowl of soup he had made after coming home, still hot and fresh from the stove. The older might not even be hungry, but Hwanwoong hoped that he would accept it so it wouldn’t go to waste, and also just because he greatly enjoyed cooking and having others eat his food. “I mean it seems pretty simple this time, but honestly it’s hard to tell what’s going to end up happening... I hope they don’t have too big surprises for us.”

Although his mood seemed bright there was the hint of hesitation in his voice that Sunwoo would probably be bound to pick up on, but he tried his best to hide it either way. Instead he tried to turn the focus to his hyung. “Honestly when Enigma did it, it seemed really cool, but the more I think about it, isn’t it kind of cheesy to sing?”