Myself and Onew talked all night; about our feelings, about the other boys, about how we would tell them. We were both so confused, but yet, felt more relaxed then ever. We did not cuddle, we did not kiss, all we did was talk, warming ourselves up to this new situation.
Onew left a few hours after he arrived, disappearing into the early morning air.
My head still hurt from the alcohol consumption. It pounded and spun around in circles and i decided it would be best to get some sleep. I slinked off into the bedroom, burying myself in my covers as my mind drifted into sleep.
My head rested against the pillow and my mind slowly woke up, as the phone vibrated harshly against the wooden side table beside me. My eyes squeezed shut, refusing to open as my arms waved around in big motions, searching for the phone that had awoked me from my deep slumber.
I opened my eyes reluctantly to see what rude person had disturbed me from my peaceful dreams. My eyes read the name, 'Shinee's manager' and I immediately snapped out of my sleepiness.
"Hello?" I answered trying my absolute best to sound as awake as possible.
"Hey. Onew told me that you had a rough night, and told me to let you sleep, but there has been an emergency." My heart dropped, as my mind raced around at all the possible incidents that could have occurred.
"What has happened?" I replied hurriedly.
"Oh. No. Nothing bad has happened. We're just in need of a team meeting that's all. Can you get to the SM building as soon as possible?"
I breathed a sigh of relief knowing that the boys were ok, and replied, "I'm on my way right now."
Observing that the building was more quiet than usual, I made my way upstairs to the meeting room.
I knocked thrice on the door, and waited for a reply.
"Is that you y/n?" Someone called from the other side of the door with a deep and tired sounding voice.
"Yes, its me." The door opened as soon as I spoke, and I made my way inside. "I'm sorry I couldn't be here sooner. I came as soon as I was called." I apologized but was brushed off with a wave of the presidents hand.
"That's not important. You're here now, that's all that matters." The only people in the room was the president of SM, Shinee, Shinee's manager, and myself. I sat down quietly, nervous and trembling.
The meeting progressed, and words along with deep sighs were shared. On several occasions I rubbed my bare face in my hands in frustration.
Myself and Onew stayed back with the president, as everyone else was asked to leave. Small words were exchanged, leaving the room quiet and empty. At the end of the meeting we both took a deep bow and apologized in unison, before leaving the room.
I didn't know how to feel, I didn't know whether to cry, or laugh, or vomit. I felt sick to my stomach at this sudden news, and my heart pounded with nervous energy.
We all returned back to SHINee's dorm, and went our separate ways, some going to their rooms, and some finding space somewhere else. Onew and myself hung back in the lounge, standing, not knowing what to do with ourselves.
Onew stared over at me, causing me to look directly at the floor awkwardly, I didn't want to face him.
"I'm sorry." I managed to speak, with my eyes still glued to the carpet below me.
Onew looked angry as I looked up, finding strength. His eyebrows furrowed as he paced over towards me, stopping inches from my face. I flinched backwards, and kept my head down, not knowing what to do.
Time stood still, and so did we, as if we were snowmen left out in the cold winters night. Breaking the ice, his hand found its way up to my chin, lifting it so my eyes could make contact with his. We stared into each others eyes, his face softening in pity. He shook his head a little before placing one of his hands to my cheek and pulling me into his chest, comforting my body with his own. His other arm cradled my head, protecting me from the outside world.
"You don't need to apologize. You never need to apologize." Onew spoke, breaking the silence. "Its okay y/n. Everything will be okay."
