I Always Smile, But Is It Always Real?✅

part 22

Minho was slowly drifting to even more negative thoughts.

Minho pov:
Why am I even wishing them to come and save me when it is not even possible. What can they possibly even do.

Comfort me, stay by my side, and separate me from Rhino? They might comfort me but will they succeed. No they won't.

They might stay by my side but can they make me feel belonged no matter how hard they try? They cannot.

Can they separate me from Rhino? No. Even if they separate him from me, his words will still haunt me.

What's the point in waiting for them to fix me when I am too broken to be fixed!?.

He started sobbing loudly.

Break down ahead fellas.

He grabbed his hair and started screaming in the pillow. He couldn't breathe properly but he didn't care. His pillow started to get wet. He just kept on crying like that.

✅✅Safe

To the 8 boys.

They understood a lot after Taeyong told about their parents.

They had a really long discussion about different kind of possibilities. They could figure out some things.

They kinda understood that Minho was under the constant pressure of his parents' expectations. They figured it out that he might have felt really down and insecure that he still couldn't score well despite studying hard.

Now all of them were exhausted and thinking of different plans to set things right.

They couldn't think of anything because they were totally stressed and sleep deprived. So,they thought of resting for a while to get fresh ideas.

All of them were passed out except Chan who was used to being sleep deprived. He couldn't think of anything so he just sat in balcony while looking at the moon.

Taeyong was awake too, he just had his eyes closed that's all. Unable to sleep Taeyong just gave up and got up from the chair he was sitting on.
He saw Chan who was looking at the moon with a pen and a paper.

"What are you writing Chan?" Asked Taeyong.

"Something about Minho" answered Chan.

"Huh?" Said Taeyong.

"I still remember how he was always talking something or the other. He always told me about everything. To all of us. Everything that had happened in his class" said Chan.

"Yeah. He was the same when he was a kid. He used to rant about it to literally everyone. even when I payed no attention to it. He was so adorable" chuckled Taeyong with a smile.

"He told me sometimes about feeling really down . But never too much. It felt like he couldn't hide anything. I thought that I knew a lot about him" said Chan bitterly.

"I couldn't sleep and thought of writing my feelings down" said Chan.

"Let's write together" they both smiled at eachother. Both of them enjoyed eachother's presence.

(Damn. I want ship so bad. Sorry for running the moment 😋. Let's go back to the story)

They both helped eachother and wrote some lines.

(Ok guys it is not a poem. Just a rant)

When did you grow up so much Minho?

I remember the time you always told me about everything that happened at your school.