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He opens his mouth to question the absence, but Minseok just shakes his head, silencing Luhan.
Everything feels like it’s on autopilot after that. Luhan keeps the cake in the fridge and helps the other three carry the members sleeping in the living room to their respective rooms, being careful to not wake them.
The managers bid their leave, telling them all to sleep well, that this will all be discussed tomorrow morning.
Junmyeon drags himself to his shared room with Sehun and lies down on the bed. The lights are turned off, he’s under his blankets, but he can’t sleep.
His mind’s too awake. What happened to Yifan? Is he okay? Did some accident happen?
Junmyeon shakes his head at the last question. He’s not going to let any negative thoughts invade his mind right now. He needs to think positively. All of this will be sorted out by tomorrow.
It’s been almost three days since he last had an actual conversation with Yifan, the last one being on the 12th, when they were leaving Shanghai.
Junmyeon sighs and turns on his side, sliding his hands under his head. Sleep is far away today, it’s unreachable for Junmyeon.
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The next morning isn’t any better. The members who fell asleep yesterday ask about Yifan but their questions remain unanswered - no one really knows what happened to Yifan.
The managers tell them to just go practice and that they’ll find out more about it and inform them later. All eleven of them fit themselves in the vans and go to the SM building for practicing, but all of their nerves are jittery.
Practice isn’t going well. It’s off, all members making mistakes every time. Not even Jongin or Yixing can dance their choreographies properly without bumping into a member or forgetting something - it’s strange for everyone.
Things don’t seem to be getting any better, in fact, by midday, the day reaches possibly it’s lowest point.
It’s Baekhyun who sees it first - the headlines flooding the SNS sites and online blogs. Yifan’s filed a lawsuit against SM. Baekhyun makes a surprised noise, his free hand coming up to cover his open mouth.
However, the noise has already drawn the members’ attention - everyone moves to Baekhyun’s side to look at what surprised him when Jongdae too lets out a gasp. Jongdae’s phone is in front of him, his eyes wide as he tries to take in the information.
Every member responds with shock and surprise, unable to absorb the news. It seems too sudden, but then again, it doesn’t.
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Junmyeon doesn’t know what to feel when he looks down at the screen of his phone, the headline staring back at him with its big, taunting letters. He can feel the bitter taste of betrayal in the back of his throat, but his stomach twists with worry and sadness. He feels so much at once, and he just doesn’t know what to do - and now, he can’t even turn to another leader, partner, for advice.
His thumb unconsciously scrolls down the webpage, down to the comments section. Junmyeon feels like puking when he skims through them, the netizens openly bashing Yifan, Exo and SM.
Practice is a mess now; no one’s really dancing the choreography. The members are spread out around the studio, some huddled together, others by themselves.
Junmyeon himself shuffles into a corner and curls into himself. His back’s against one of the mirrored walls, his legs drawn up so his head is resting on his knees and his arms wrapped around his legs.
He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. Counts to ten, exhales and repeats. He tries to clear his mind of any and all thoughts. He wants to look at this with a clear mind, without any of the harsh comments from the netizens, or the buzz from the media.
He waits for it to hit him. Yifan filled a lawsuit against SM.
Yifan’s not coming back.
Yifan’s gone.
When it does, Junmyeon sucks in a breath and feels the familiar rush of a mix of emotions run through him. He feels the pricking of tears behind his eyelids as he closes his eyes and tries breathing slowly again.
It doesn’t work.
The tears slide down his face as he turns it down to face his lap. He doesn’t want his members to see him like this, weak and breaking down. They’ve already lost one leader and they can’t lose another.
Junmyeon has to be strong for them, he has to support and help them through this. But he still can’t stop thinking about Yifan, what they had together - did it really mean so little to Yifan?
They were together, had been together since before debut. Yifan was one of the people that Junmyeon felt closest to, one of the people whom Junmyeon thought he could talk to about anything. When Junmyeon couldn’t keep his problems and thoughts at bay anymore, he’d go to Yifan and Yifan would hold him and comfort him. Not asking or demanding anything of him, just simply holding him close in his embrace and sometimes pressing soft kisses on top of Junmyeon’s head.
Junmyeon would do the same to Yifan. When the other had troubles, Junmyeon would always give him attention and provide any help he could. They could lean on each other no matter what, they always had each other.
Until now.
Until today.
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Everything from then on is like a blur. The managers come into the studio to find all the members in various states of shock or sadness, no one can be told to continue practice.
The managers help all the members into a van and take them back to their dorm, promising them that they’ll come back with answers in the evening. The eleven remaining members pile into the living room, sitting on the chairs, couches and floor, holding and comforting each other.
Junmyeon keeps his tears back now, and hugs Zitao and Sehun closely, rubbing their backs as he feels tears soak through his shirt. Junmyeon moves from member to member, making sure to comfort each one.
Junmyeon finds Kyungsoo in the kitchen when he comes in to get a glass of water for Jongin. Kyungsoo’s posture is stiff and he’s making food for all of them. Junmyeon places a hand on Kyungsoo’s shoulder, slowly rubbing his fingers to soothe some of the tension out.
He doesn’t stop even when he feels Kyungsoo relax. He stops when Kyungsoo turns around and buries his face in Junmyeon’s neck, letting out a shaky breath as Junmyeon hands now rub against his back.
Junmyeon doesn’t know what words to whisper to comfort Kyungsoo. He knows that Kyungsoo doesn’t like to be lied to, and Junmyeon can’t just so easily say, “it’s going to be okay” to him, when he knows that it wouldn’t be. Not really. Not until they all get any answers about this.
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