“ how long has this been going on? ”
───── ❛ concerned meme ❜
❝ - the surface of the tile is cool against his skin as he slides down to the floor of the dance studio, features covered with a thin film of perspiration and chest heaving out of desperation for a proper breath. he is taking a break that he has been denying himself for hours now, repeating the same series of moves over and over again in front of the mirror out of the impossible hope of reaching eventual satisfaction. it hasn’t helped that he had been kicked out of his own company building, told to go home and get some rest by his manager and the others that don’t quite understand that he cannot and will not accept any imperfections, not with shinee’s comeback looming over his head.
yet, even here, there are people finding their way to him, offering concern that he doesn’t need. taemin raises a hand, combing his fingers through the locks of hair that has matted together with his sweat. to top it all off, an almost annoyed pout as formed upon his lips, though he can’t quite bring himself to get irritated with someone else for his own shortcomings. sookyung asks how long this has been going on, and if he’s being honest, he doesn’t quite know. shoulders rolling into a shrug, his free hand moves to his bag to search for his phone. “a few hours, i think.” comes his verbal answer in between breaths, and he exhales a soft sigh. “what time is it?” ❞
