Nobody? {Seungmin Centric}
Tired, that's how I felt all day. I love my work, my fans, my members.... But do they love me? I shouldn't wonder but I can't think of being appreciated. Everything I'm doing, everything I'm sacrificing, including my health, is not repaid with either the love of the Stay or the love of my members, my family.... Can I still consider them my family. Too much stress, too much work, too many expectations and no one to count on, how long can I continue like this? I just keep thinking that if I left, no one would miss me, not the Stay, not my members, not even my family... What keeps me alive is only the pain I feel every time I lock myself in the bathroom, when I see that red liquid running down my arm I feel free, nothing can make me feel something like them, not even food. What if I make it all stop? What if I leave forever? What if the voices in my head finally went away? What would people think of me? Maybe they would label me as "The idol too weak to bear some pain" but I would never know.... Maybe it's better this way, maybe eternal darkness is better than an eternity of pain.
Or: Seungmin feels excluded from everything and falls into bad habits, will the Stray Kids understand what they have caused?
This story was also published on ao3 so if you've already read it, don't worry, it's still me!!
