I forced myself to watch this performance. I wanna die. Mingyu is so hot help BUT HELL NAH. BOY, CALM YOUR PEANUT. #JusticeForWonwoo

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Those two bodies too close from each other. Those hands a bit too wandering. Mingyu’s smile when Baek Ji Young handed him her microphone. Those inappropriated pelvic movements. Those « wo ai ni » and these « te quiero » repeated after Baek Ji Young had sung them. Everything in this performance made Wonwoo wants to puke. Moreover, Wonwoo was sick. In fact, Wonwoo couldn’t puke anything because he could hardly eat. But if he could, he would have already puke on Mingyu’s face. Wonwoo sniggered, thinking that his idea was very disgusting. The members left him alone in their dormitory, repeating over and over again that he should take some rest and eat well, to avoid them finding his dead body on the floor. Before leaving the dormitory, Mingyu told him that he loved him to death and he was the special one to his eyes. Now, Wonwoo knows why. But even if he knows that Mingyu did this just for this (stupid) performance, he couldn’t help but feel hurt. Mingyu never told him about this performance, so it means that he practiced secretly. Suddenly, Wonwoo’s world stopped. Mingyu and her have practiced together, without telling me... maybe that they did something more intimate…Mingyu, you little bastard. You'll reap what you sow.

At the festival, when the performance came to its end, Mingyu couldn’t help but feel guilty. He knew that Wonwoo watched the festival in front of their TV. He knew that Wonwoo is actually mad at him. Mingyu wanted to warn him but he couldn’t find the strength to. He knew that Wonwoo would have protested and told him to cancel this performance. In fact, Mingyu didn’t know why he wanted to do this performance knowing pertinently that he will hurt Wonwoo. (And me also but shh.) When he got off stage, his smile faded. Baek Ji Young came to him and told him that he was good and she hoped that they could make another performance like this one. Mingyu couldn’t help but he just glared at her and before he could say anything, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Seungcheol looked at him, telling him, silently, to relax.

“Baek Ji Young-sunbaenim, thank you for having performed with Mingyu and Jun and for spending some of your time to train with them. However, I don’t think that they will do this again. Furthermore, we will have a comeback and a lot of stuff to do. With all our respect, we wish you a good festival.” Seongcheol bowed, Mingyu forced to do the same and Jun just followed what they did.  They get up and joined the others members of their group.

At the end of the festival and after having greeted the audience, every bands left and went to their respective van. Seungcheol took his time to greet and thank all the members of the staff before he took a seat beside their driver. The ride was silent, all the members were tired of this journey. Some of them had fallen asleep, the others were listening to music but one of them was anxious. He couldn’t help but think about what is going to happen to him when he would cross the doorstep. Does Wonwoo would slap him? Does Wonwoo would insult him in lots of languages? Or worse...does Wonwoo would beat him to death? Mingyu gave a sigh of exasperation cross his lips. He regretted. He regretted so much. But he also felt guilty about Baek Ji Young. Honestly, during the performance, Mingyu couldn’t help but imagine that it was Wonwoo instead of her. How badly he would have liked that it has been Wonwoo who moved on his pelvis. How badly he would have liked that Wonwoo was the one who made him repeat these “wo ai ni” and these “te quiero”. Mingyu sighed again then laid his head on the glass, trying not to think about the discussion that awaited him.