slump,
@rkwon
minho's exhausted when he gets back to the dorm, way late into the night when he should have been asleep and resting before they have to get up and return in the morning. his limbs ache from all the extra practice he's been pushing in-- and his stomach grumbles weakly. he hasn't eaten at all since breakfast, skipping both lunch and dinner due to his lack of an appetite. but he's tired, too tired to even consider making something to eat, so minho is all for washing up and collapsing into his bed. he'll eat in the morning, he tells himself.
but when minho steps through front door, wonwoo is in the kitchen, and he freezes upon sight. staring at the other with his eyebrows raised, he doesn't move, doesn't say anything for a minute-- before he lets out a soft sigh. he shuts the door quietly behind him, locking it and taking his time to kick off his shoes. "hey," he says quietly in greeting, reaching up to tug off his mask and ball it up in his hand. shoving it into his jacket pocket, he pulls off his jacket hoodie and moves to cross into the kitchen. grab a water, and then go. he avoids eye-contact with the other as he does, moving to open the fridge.