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Being a demon hunter is incredibly difficult. Strength and stability are of the utmost importance in this line of work. Your body, mind, and spirit must be able to withstand an incredible amount of pressure regardless of the circumstance.
Now, being an Idol on top of that is a whole other game entirely.
Day in, day out. Eyes always on you, bodies and minds entirely consumed with songs, choreography, fan interactions, publicity events, preserving the Honmoon, and staying perfectly flawless every waking hour.
Which is why all three members of the Huntrix group took their couch time extremely seriously.
Ramyon, Tteokbokki, Fried chicken, Comfy pjs, A social media cleanse, the latest kdrama, and 107 turtle videos. Perfection.
Which, of course, will always be interrupted.
“Hey Bobbyyyy!” Zoey remains in her cocoon of blankets and pillows on the couch as their manager interrupts her 2hr doom scroll. As he's talking, Zoey’s face drops slightly and she sits up a bit and puts her device on speaker phone. “Repeat that last part Bobby?”
“Huh? Oh! I was just saying that tomorrow we should probably have a meeting with the team because since you all and a few, ahem, other groups are gonna be touring in the US in the next month, we’ve been invited to a few events and talk shows, as well as a game show there.”
“Ugh of course we have to cut our couch time short.” Mira mumbles somewhere from the floor.
“Yea, sorry girls! At least this time you got more than two days though!”
Both Mira and Zoe side eye Rumi, who resolutely avoids their gazes, instead focusing solely on Zoey’s phone.
“So, when will we leave?” she asks enthusiastically. Rumi has always been the first to get restless during their breaks.
“Everything will be discussed at the meeting tomorrow, I want you all to enjoy the last hours of your break! Let's meet the team around 9 tomorrow, sound good?”
“Kayyy” they all echo.
“Get good rest then, goodnight!”
“Thanks Bobby!” Zoey moves to take her phone as the line goes dead.
Mira moves to get up off the floor with a groan and an overdramatic stretch. “I wonder who the other groups are that are touring. I mean I know Twice is soon, and I think Lisa is on a solo tour over there right now, but huh.”
“Oh yea, wonder why Bobby mentioned that.” Zoey jumps up, having emerged from her cocoon.
Rumi ponders. “Well I'm sure it will have to do with the events that are happening, whatever happens I’ll bet there's gonna be a bit of crossover with other groups.”
“Huh probably,” Zoey yawns and turns toward her room. “I'm gonna go get the last solid 12 hours of sleep I’m gonna get for a while, see you guys in the morningggg.”
Mira cracks her back “Yea, I think I’ll do the same. Night Rumi.”
“Goodnight!” Rumi stays on the couch for a few more minutes, mind racing with possibilities as a small excited smile forming on her face before she hauls herself to her own room.
~ ~ ~ ~
The morning is bright with possibilities. The girls had begrudgingly said goodbye to their couch and met their team in the board room in the Huntrix compound where croissants, fresh fruit, yogurt cups and Bobby were waiting for them.
“Good morning girls! Right on time too!”
“Morning Bobby!” The girls chirp back. Well, maybe Mira answers back a little less enthusiastically.
“Please, help yourselves, and let's get started shall we?” Bobby moves to the front of the room and starts loading a presentation, as the rest of the long boardroom table murmur various assents and move to get notes and other things out.
“Alright, to start, this meeting is to go over the details of the Huntrix US tour, and a reminder of where and when we’re going?”
An assistant taking the meeting minutes pipes up “We land in New York two thursdays from now, the 14th, Chicago the 19th, Los Angeles the 22nd, and Atlanta the 26th and we come back the 30th.”
There were more uninteresting details relayed in the next few minutes that none of the girls really paid attention to, this was just a part of the performance ritual, a boring constant. And to be honest breakfast was really good, and Rumi was trying to prevent Mira and Zoey from taking all the croissants.
“I’m gonna need you to think about sharing those Mira” Rumi hissed.
“Mmmm, How about go get your own.” Mira moved her plate further from her.
Zoey was barely quiet between them, but only because her mouth was occupied with heaping spoonfuls of yogurt, strawberries, and chocolate granola.
Ahead of them more boring details about talk show appearances, fan meetups, and stage setups drone on, as the girls polish their plates and bowls clean. The Late Night Show in NYC, The Jennifer Hudson Show after the LA performance, a pop up collab with Katseye in Chicago, and Family Feud with the Saja Boys in Atlanta,
Wait,
Family Feud
With the Saja Boys?
Rumi explodes in hacking coughs at the same time as Mira’s table slam and Zoey’s high pitched shriek.
The whole room pauses slightly incredulously, as Zoey goes red, covering her mouth, and they both try to remedy Rumi’s choking. After some thorough pats on the back and a cup of apple juice Rumi clears her throat and asks in a rough voice, “Sorry Bobby, do you mind running that back?”
“Uh, I just said that after the September 27th performance you guys are going on Family Feud?”
Mira waved her hand “Yea yea, after that”
“You mean with the Saja Boys?” Bobby cocks his head. “I mean it's a bit late, but we can try to pull out if you-”
“No, it's fine!” The three squeak simultaneously.
“Um can we take a quick bathroom break?” Rumi asks, but the three of them are already sliding out of their seats.
“I mean sure, but we’re almost done,” Bobby stutters.
“Finish without us!” Rumi makes a sheepish bow as the three of them all but run out of the room.
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“Ok, so apparently we missed something during our break.” Mira is staring at herself in the bathroom mirror with a blank look.
“That's pretty big, I mean I didn't even feel a disturbance in the Honmoon during our break.” Zoey is pacing up and down the small space.
Rumi is sitting on top of one of the toilets with the stall door open, chin in her palms. “What should we even do about this?”
The room falls silent as Mira turns and Zoey stops pacing. All three of them just staring blankly into space.
“Actually, yea, I need answers.” Mira straightens resolutely, before deflating. “I wouldn’t even begin to know how to get in contact with them.”
They all sigh looking completely baffled.
“Well we’ll see them in a month I guess?” Zoey offers.
They all sigh again. That is wayyyyy too long.
If they are all still alive, why didn’t Jinu even contact me? I have his stupid cat! Rumi stares even harder at the floor, a twinge of hurt blooming in her chest.
“We have two weeks until we leave right?” Rumi sits up, the girls nod. “We’re just gonna have to do some harcore sleuthing between then and now I guess.”
They all look at each other, smiles tight but determined.
Well, at least they could say that being both idols and demon hunters is never boring, right?