nice guy | seungbin

the live

changbin pov

merry fucking christmas. i felt so bad about yelling at min. he hadn't talked to me since the day i, y'know, got mad. and now it was our christmas vlive, and all i could think about was 'i made seungmin cry'. i glanced over at him, his little santa hat looking so cute perched on his blonde hair. he looked so cute and i wanted to punch myself for ever making him sad.

i noticed something else. he was sitting on the ground, next to the couch. i felt bad at all of us being comfortable while he sat on the hard wood of the practice room. i spotted a chair near him and stood up. maybe this would break the tension that sat around us like cloud. i pulled the chair towards him, meeting his eyes as he glanced up in shock. i tried to make my eyes say sorry. he climbed onto the chair and gave a small smile, one that stay wouldn't see on the live.

i hoped he would let me talk to him after the live ended. i really wanted, no, needed to apologize so his cute little puppy frown would turn into a smile. god, i would give the whole world to see minnie smile.