never without you // a Minsung ff

//CHAPTER 7//

//JISUNG//

Another month passed. It was long and tiring. Like all my five months here, it was exhausting- mentally and physically. With the month gone, the monthly evaluation comes right after. The thing is, this monthly evaluation was different. Every five months, a trainee gets eliminated. And this is the fifth month. I forced myself up after practising with Minho almost the whole night. We only slept for about...three hours. 

We were all going to skip breakfast and go straight to do some practice before the dreaded evaluation. However, Chan practically grabbed us all by the neck of our shirts and dragged us back into our dorm/apartment. "You guys need to eat breakfast!" he scolded. He looked so tired. Like he hasn't even slept for weeks. 

"Nah, it's fine!" Jeongin said.  "No. You guys are eating." Chan said sternly. Nobody dared argue with him and we all obediently reentered the apartment/dorm. 

We all quickly ate some toast and ran to practice for the one hour we had left. We were desperate to debut. Together. We didn't want any of us to be left behind. We all know that Chan is trying his best as our leader to make sure of that. And we're going to prove it to him. 

I practised hard for that one hour and soon before we knew it, the hour was over and we were in our evaluation. 

I danced the hardest I could. Well, I always dance hard, but this is the monthly evaluation. Meaning there's a possibility I could be eliminated. So like every single monthly evaluation, I tried my absolute best, leaving no room for petty mistakes whatsoever.

My hard work paid off as I had succeeded. 

The dancing section was over and now it was time for the singing section. 

"This time I want you guys to do a short song individually," JYP announced after the short break for water and when we were all lined up, ready for the singing section to begin. So we all left to sit down in the corner except Chan, leaving him alone to sing. It began and he sang wonderfully. Not a single mistake was made. 

Soon enough, it was my turn and I nervously began to sing. I managed to complete the short song with close to zero mistakes. It wasn't my best and I was a bit unhappy with it, but at least it wasn't too bad. 

About twenty minutes later, it was the rapping section. Chan did very well (if I do say so myself) on his rap. He didn't do a single mistake. He definitely won't be eliminated.

//MINHO//

I was so nervous about my turn to rap. My stomach was in tight, squeezed knots and my heart was beating too fast to count. I wished my turn would never happen as I watched Chan rap. But of course, it did. 

Ba-dump...

                       Ba-dump...

                                              Ba-dump...

When Chan was finished, it was my turn. I walked up to the front with jelly legs and grabbed the microphone. 

Ba-dump...

                        Ba-dump...

                                                 Ba-dump...

My hands were so sweaty that my microphone was so close to sliding down my hand like I was holding water.

"You may begin," JYP said calmly. 

Sweat was pouring down my face at this point.

I opened my mouth to rap. What came out was practically my worst nightmare.

I failed.

I'm not debuting.

I did so well when I was practising with Han. So well. Hell, I did better when the first time I rapped. I don't know what happened. Was it because I was nervous? No...I was nervous about rapping the first time. Then could it be because...

Han wasn't there to hold my hand.

I went to the others in utter defeat. Trying to hold in my tears that were practically begging to come out in streams of disappointment. Han tried to comfort me until it was his turn to rap. I let myself to be wrapped around his arms gladly. 

I usually am not like this. I would never show my vulnerable side to anyone. But I want to with this one boy. When Han released me from his grip, all the warmth that comforted me disappeared at that moment. It felt cold and unwelcoming. 

I watched Han rap. Saying he's good would be an understatement. He's amazing. I'm sure he could charm the whole world with it. I know I'm not debuting, but I hope at least he debuts successfully.

Soon he was also done and he came back and wrapped his arms around me once again. The warmth that had once left me had returned in it's full glory.

Once everyone was done their raps, JYP made us all stand in line in front of the table for elimination. Han held my hand, squeezing it to reassure me. My hand was sweating so much, I wondered why he still resumed to keep such a strong and firm grip on it.

JYP cleared his throat and looked at each and every one of us.

C'monnnn, say ittt

"The person who will be eliminated today is..." JYP stalled.

say iiiiiiit!!!!

"Iiiiiiiiisss..." JYP continued.

JUST SAY IT GOD DAMNIT

"Lee Minho."

So it's true. Why am I stunned when I already knew what was going to happen? Why did it feel like my whole world crumbled into peices unable to put back together? Some part of me- a selfish part, wished it wasn't me not debuting.

There's so much things I wanted to do. So much things. Other than becoming an idol, I mean. Now I won't be able to confess to my crush.

Wait what?

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A/N: ooooooh act surprisedddd. u didn't even know minho had a crush riiight!?? :DDD

//Thank you for reading//