Tears

Tears

Ever since that day in JYP's office, standing in front of six boys who would become his brothers for life, he made a promise to himself.

Never to cry in front of s, for as a leader, he had to be strong for them, to lead them fearlessly, to be the pillar that supported them at all times.

However, in front of thousands of faceless fans who were all united under one name, singing in a foreign language that had become familiar to them through practice, the promise was broken.

Looking at s' glistening eyes, and Mark's tears, he couldn't help but be touched at how far the group of seven boys had come. From meeting in the practice room as trainees - three of them so far away from home and having to learn a new language, one of them joining the team late and having doubts on whether he would fit in, the maknae being too young to have to experience the hardships of an idol. And two of them have already experienced the taste of failure before.

And now here they were, touring the world, making girls scream at their presence. It was an overwhelming feeling.

They had come so far.

Unwilling to let the fans and s see him cry, he turned away from them and covered his face with the towel around his neck.

An arm wrapped itself around his shoulders, and he was pulled into a hug. He would recognize that build anywhere. Contrary to what the other was trying to d