nice guy | seungbin

the argument

seungmin pov
"what was i supposed to do? i didn't mean to mess up, but i was just so tired!" i was exasperated.

"so? we've been practicing for months and you messed up right as we were nearly finished recording? we were doing so well, it could've been our last day in the recording studio but no. you had to mess up." changbin was pissed. he stared at me and i didn't know if he was tired or disappointed. i wanted to cry.

"i'm sorry." i said, trying not to let my voice break. a different look passed over his face, but i couldn't tell what exactly. i let out a sigh, trying to get rid of the lump in my throat. i hated when any member was upset with me, but it was especially hard when my favorite hyung was the one upset.

"go get some rest, min." he couldn't even look at me. a single tear rolled down my face as i walked past him into the dorms. by the time i got to my room, i was full on sobbing. thank god the others went out for dinner; i hated crying in front of them. 

after a while i heard movement in the kitchen and knew everyone was here now. i sucked up my tears and pretended to sleep as footsteps paused in the doorway of my room. i heard whispering, and then the door shut and i fell into darkness.

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