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“Why don’t you sit this one out?” Minho tries to sound kind, but the annoyance is clear in his voice.
“What?” Hyunjin asks, swallowing thickly. He’s never been asked to sit out on practice before. “I’m fine.” He adds in a small voice.
“No, you’re not.” Minho says. Hyunjin’s eyes flicker to Jeongin and Seungmin standing behind Minho, but they just nod along. His eyes find Felix’s, silently asking for his support, but he too agrees with Minho.---
Hyunjin is overworked and the others are getting frustrated at him being lazy
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- Part 8 of Hyunlix sickfics
- Part 6 of Requests
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26 Mar 2023
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“Hyunjin-ah.” Someone calls, snapping their fingers in front of his face. Hyunjin opens his eyes to meet Jeongin’s worried ones. A quick glance tells him all the others are also staring at him. “Are you low?”
“No, sorry. I just spaced out, sorry.” He’s apologizing too much, but he has no control over the words leaving his mouth. Despite the reassurance, Felix goes over to his bag that he left at the back of the stage and pulls out another juice box. Hyunjin is getting so sick of that juice, he needs to switch it out with something else.---
Request: Hyunjin has hypoglycemia (low blood sugar) and forgets to prioritize his health with the stress of the concert
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- Part 5 of Hyunlix sickfics
- Part 3 of Requests
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26 Mar 2023
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The Song of Achilles (Achilles’s Perspective) by alfredpennyworthssaggybuttock
Fandoms: The Song of Achilles - Madeline Miller
09 Nov 2022
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The Song of Achilles (Achilles’s Perspective)
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Patroclus, on the other hand, would define himself as a disaster at braiding, but despite all this, Achilles still asked him to braid it for him. Patroclus has yet to discover why, because if he were him, he wouldn’t let him anywhere near his hair.
Especially since Achilles’ hair is so fine - like spun gold. He’d grown out of his natural ringlets at about age twelve, his hair dissolving into waves instead of curls. And now that it was longer, running down past his shoulder blades, it hung down his head like fire in the sunlight. Patroclus was almost afraid he would ruin it if he ever touched it - it was perfect.
or: that one fic about his hair
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22 Jan 2023
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Wow wow wow that was really good