flowers ➵ h.js + l.mh

confession.

it's not as if he didn't expect it to happen at some point - he just didn't think that it'll be today, on their debut, out of all days.

the time was exactly six pm - they had just dropped the album, tears of happiness in their eyes as chan pulled them - even minho - in a group hug; and that's when it happened.

minho couldn't breathe, suffocated between the members and the flowers in his throat. he almost blacked out, thankfully managing to hold himself enough to pull away from the rest, taking a few wobbly steps in the direction of the bathroom, small coughs escaping his mouth.

it didn't last long, though - after the first few steps, his legs gave out, causing the dancer to fall on the ground as the lack of oxygen prevented him from standing up. 

the tears had once more found their way to his eyes and he knew that this was it, a loud gasp escaping his mouth at the piercing pain in his chest. grasping the fabric of his t-shirt, he whimpered - he could feel the others' gazes on his back when a quiet voice was heard in the room.

"hyung, a-are you okay?" jisung spoke up. the two of them hadn't said a word to each other since the argument, so minho was surprised that after everything he'd said to the younger, he still cared for him.

"minho hyung, please tell us what's wrong." jisung questioned softly. "you can hate me all you want, but i care about you."

after those words, minho knew that he wouldn't be able to last; muttering a quiet 'i'm sorry', he let the tears fall down freely, accompanied by the flowers straining his throat.

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(a/n)

im sorry minho :(