[CONTENTID1]I thought I'm strong enough[/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2]Setting: Idol AU || Notes: Well, this story is based on Seungcheol's POV actually and this comes from this picture. Oh and it's very short. Enjoy~[/CONTENTID2]

[CONTENTID3]Seungcheol was happy that he’s wearing a face mask right now. At least no one would see how hard he bit his lips. Perhaps it bled a bit as he could taste iron at the tips of his lips. Seungcheol kept walking with calm composure but no one would know what he was feeling inside.

“Jihoon.” Seungcheol heard that name was being called. He ignored because he didn’t want to see whatever the caller and the called guy did behind him. He walked as he watched his steps.

“Why, Jisoo hyung?”

“There are fans wanting to take your picture there. Look over.” Jisoo pointed to his right as his left hand pulled Jihoon’s arm closer. Jihoon stumbled a bit and smiled to the camera before he glanced at Jisoo.

“Are you using that excuse just to pull me closer, don’t you?” Jihoon saw Jisoo’s soft smile but laying with mischievous glint underneath. Jihoon rolled his eyes. Jisoo fixed the strap of Jihoon’s face mask and patted Jihoon’s back. The younger just smiled. “I like it to be honest.” Jisoo smiled.

“I like it when you’re being honest.”

“Shut up, you’re making me blush in the middle of crowd.”

“You wear face