'Woohyun-ah lets talk after the concert'

Woohyun smiles looking at the note that was slipped onto his hand by the leader. 

He couldn't get any giddier under the circumstances and frankly he didn't care much about the stupidity of it, when in fact he barely could keep himself from reaching out to Sunggyu on stage.

For maybe the first time, all fun and games could be damned if he had a say in it! Gyu, his Gyu had sent a palpable proof of his own reaching out.

His insecurities always drove Woohyun to look out for solid proofs when dealing with serious ; words weren't enough, no matter how sugar coated.

He never really recalled one time that Gyu would lie to him or tease to get away with something, when it was so important to the both of them. But, better to be safe than sorry.

He gave the note another tight squeeze, molding it into his hand as he would to prayer beads; for all he knew it did bring him the right amount of peace for the time being.

The heat on stage had become almost unbearable, so he constantly cast small glances to Gyu to check on him; Woohyun knew that the leader never fared well under high temperatures and knowing he was still recovering from his rough ministrations didn't sit well with his nerves.

It was like pushing an ON button: all it took was hearing Gyu wasn't well and he instantly became 100% aware of his entire being. He didn't even give much thought about his fault in all of it or their argument...all Woohyun wanted was for his Gyu to be better again.

Call him humbug or hypocrite, but he did wish for the other's well being first and foremost.

Hoya was a as always, putting himself between them whenever he got the chance, but, from a closer look Woohyun understood that he only made sure Gyu didn't slip, like he made it look he would any second now. With a silent agreement, they took turns in keeping watch over the leader's torn behaviour.

He may not have looked his way, but Woohyun felt his presence close, the same balming feeling to it as he'd learned in time.

He missed that. He missed everything related to the leader. He couldn't fathom, why on earth had they prolonged the fight for so long.

Midway through the Q/A he finally let go of his cold demeanour, opting to blow bubbles towards Gyu, though he made sure to feign enough ignorance in the eyes of the entire audience. Being so high up it gave him a strong feeling of confidence, something he lacked for too much time now.

He felt that he could fly, weightless of any prior bothersome problems now. But he only wanted to do it alongside Gyu.

He would show him a better, improved self. He would stop cowering behind the elder, whenever he faced any struggles.  And he would ask for guidance or whatever help he might need, without feeling small and unappreciated.

He was not on the wrong side. Maybe a little. But the main problem was that he didn't know how to express himself right and maybe, that is what started everything all along. So, this time he is going to do it in the right way.

When the concert ends, he happily makes his way to the backstage makeup room and his eyes roam around until he finds the person he was looking for.

Sunggyu was talking to their manager, probably regarding his health.