“What's wrong with me?”
Looking at Mingi at this state was heartbreaking. Hongjoong felt his heart breaking apart at the sight of the tired boy who was looking at him from underneath, where he was laying down on the bed. His face was covered in tears, almost drowning in the soft material of the pillow that couldn't give him at least a bit of comfort this time. But Hongjoong was there. Hongjoong who was sitting beside him on the bed in an uncomfortable, half-sitting position. Hongjoong who couldn't take his eyes off Mingi's crying, although the sight was damn painful. Hongjoong who was there with him when everyone else left him taking the words “I want to be lone” seriously. Hongjoong wasn't able to understand them. Mingi, obviously, didn't look like someone who wanted to be left alone. His eyes begged Hongjoong not to leave him in this light, tiny room which for Mingi was too big and dark.
“There's nothing wrong with you, Mingi-yah. You work hard and believe me, everyone admires you”, Hongjoong ran his fingers through Mingi's hair which was hard because of the hairspray their stylist used to style it. He got his eyes off Mingi's red from crying eyes to focus on wiping the tears off of his cheeks. He did it with his own sleeve and he didn't give a shit about the stains from the make up that will be probably left on the white fabric. “You're brilliant in what you're doing. Let me the one to take care of you now.”
Hongjoong slowly and gently changed his position and started to lay himself down next to Mingi very carefully with the bed being too thin to fit both of them laying comfortably next to each other. Hongjoong offered his arm and Mingi let him lay his head on Hongjoong's shoulder. The taller let out a heavy sigh of relief but his heart felt heavy. He couldn't understand what was happening in his mind and heart. He didn't know if Hongjoong's presence was helpful or harmful. What he knew, he didn't want Hongjoong to let go of his body. He felt like without his arms holding him he would fall down and wouldn't be able to stand up ever again.
He needed him. As if he was in love.

• author's note
Hi! I'm glad that you decided to pay attention to this chapter. This is my first time posting in English so I hope I did well. English isn't my first language so there might be some mistakes but I tried my best. I would appreciate if you point them out for me to correct if you want to. Have a great day~ •