Forget Me Not || Minsung

5

"Listen, that's my bed." Jisung points to the one closer to the window. "So that side is mine. Don't touch my stuff and don't talk to me. Work related stuff is only discussed when I'm working and the dorms are a break. Thank you, bye." The blue head politely bowed and went to the bathroom.

Minho stood there awkwardly near his bed. "Wow...okay." He sat on his bed sheets and opened his phone, scrolling through his gallery. He always did this when he felt lonely. Looking at the past years with the band, happy faces of his bandmates.

There was a photo of them on stage with their fans in the background, another one from backstage with make-up artists fixing their makeup or cameramen capturing small moments for Memories to see. Then other staff members rushing around and creating a blurry effect in the photos. And most importantly, photos of 2 happy friends who had no idea what was coming for them. He missed all of it.

Minho jumped when the bathroom suddenly door opened. Jisung gave him a weird look and parted his lips to say something but seemed to change his mind and continued to ignore Minho's existence.

Yesterday evening they completely switched rooms but it was too late for them to talk so they simply went to their beds without a single word.

Though they would be sharing a room, Minho felt foolish for thinking he could have a regular conversation with Jisung.

He shook his head to fluff his hair, then fixed it with his delicate fingers before leaving the room. When he reached the kitchen he saw Chan and Jeongin already eating.

Today's menu: cereal.

He stayed quiet, still feeling kind of mad at Chan. Jeongin caught up on it almost instantly.
"Okay, I don't know what you two were talking about yesterday but I advise you talk it out before this group crashes down."

The two oldest didn't move a muscle.

"Now," Jeongin added strictly and grabbed his bowl of cereal, almost spilling it, before leaving the kitchen.

Jeongin may be the youngest but he can be scary sometimes. Minho grabbed a pack of milk and poured it after adding cereal because he's not a monster. (A/n There I fixed it :') )

"So," Chan started. He cleared his throat. "I want to apologize for being nosy. I shouldn't force my help on you."

Minho placed his palms on the counter and lowered himself down on one of the stools. "I forgive you. I shouldn't have shouted at you like that either so I guess we're even."

The two of them looked at each other and exchanged small smiles. They cut eye contact with a chuckle as if they wordlessly agreed to be on good terms. Childhood friends power.

"Okay, okay, eat now. We have practice in an hour. I'll go call for Jisung." Chan was about to stand up but Minho placed his hand on Chan's, making the oldest give him a questioning look.
"How do you like rooming up with Jeongin?" Minho teasingly asked and laughed when the blonde's eyes widened.

Chan sent him a glare. "Shut your mouth up if you want to keep the wifi working. Eat, idiot." The blonde rolled his eyes and left. Minho chuckled and began eating.

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Jisung was conflicted. Thoughts he considered at the cemetery entered his mind a day after and made it difficult for him.

He did feel a bit immature for not hearing Minho's side but what's there to hear? He knew it was his fault so he would only hear lame excuses, begging or apologies. He didn't want that. He wanted Angela back and that can't happen.

But he wasn't stupid either. Jisung knew the argument between Minho and Chan had something to do with him. He also noticed the sudden worried glances at him and Minho from Chan every now and then. He knew very well that the leader was stressing himself out and it was Jisung's fault.