I hate him // Minsung [Eng]

10

Lee Know p.o.v.

Han is resting on the floor, his face is beaded with sweat and he is exhausted. We dance for other three hours, after all the rehearsals we made with the group.

«I think it's enough for today» I told him, stopping the music, «Does your thigh hurt?» I ask.

«It's okay, don't worry» he says, without even looking at me.

I don't understand what made him change his attitude so much. Was it the slap? We had just made a few improvements and now he is extremely cold again.

I'm undecided, should I sit next to him and ask him what's wrong?

I'm not very good with words and it's not like I'm his friend already...

He doesn't give me time to think about what to do: he gets up, quickly puts on his denim jacket and goes to the door, slinging his backpack over his shoulders.

I don't know why, but I don't want him to go away like this.

«Don't you wait for me? Let's get back together» I says, smiling.

He simply nod, watching his phone screen. I put my leather jacket on and turn off the lights in the hall.

«Okay, let's go.» I say, following him out of the room.

We go downstairs and we stay silent most of the way. I like silence, but there are different type of it and this one seems to make Han uncomfortable.

«We can try tomorrow and that's it, you recovered immediately» I say, with a smile.

He nods again: «Mh»

His cheeks are slightly puffy, his face is crushed and he looks sad and thoughtful. I don't know why he's so sensitive to physical contact but he's making me feel like I've violated his body. Sure I'm an asshole, but not about this stuff.

I can't stand this atmosphere anymore: «Han, are you mad at me?»

He just shakes his head but doesn't look at me.

God, how difficult he is!

I cut his road, placing myself in front of him: «Look at me, please»

He looks up, confused: «What?»

«I didn't mean to bother you, really, can you forgive me?» I ask again.

And I swear, this is the last time I apologize for that fucking slap. I'm not that lofty, but I don't run after anyone.

His eyes widen: «Forgive you? Lee Know, I'm not mad at you. I'm just tired»

Should I believe him?

«Believe me.» he says, as he could read my mind, «You don't know me well, not yet, but when I'm tired, better leave me alone. It shall pass.»

I can't explain why, but that "not yet" makes me extremely happy. I find myself thinking that I would like him to open up to me.

«Okay, I'll leave you alone» I say, «but if you ever wanna talk, you can come to me.»

He stops in the middle of the road. We have reached the point where we have to separate to go to our own dormitories.

«Have you become my best friend now?» he says jokingly.

I blush immediately. In fact, I'm being extremely nice to him today and I don't know why either.

«N-no, I'm just trying to be a good hyung» I say, shyly.

He smiles sadly: «I know you can be, but I don't need a hyung.»

I feel hurt. Why is he refusing me like that?