I was glad he didn’t resist, but I was still worried, what’d happened to him..
“Hyung?” I ask as we walk back, crossing a street.
“Hm?” he looks at me briefly before continuing to look ahead, his hands in his pockets.
“Are..are you okay? What happened back there-”
“Don’t worry Minho, I’m fine,” he speaks patting my back, “Nothing’s wrong, it was just-”
“Don’t lie, that wasn’t even a good lie to start with. Really Key, what was that..”
“I said don’t worry..”
“Hyung-”
“Knock off the subject.” he hisses irritated.
I silence, but then speak again,
“Why do you get defensive when one of us asks if you’re okay? You just blow up and-”
“Because you shouldn’t worry.”
“You’re part of SHINee, hyung, we’re supposed to worry for each other, remember that incident with Onew in Music Bank? We all kept by his side until he was out of the hospital. You went crazy and took extra care and worried for him. Let us do that for you too.”

“I don’t want any of you to worry about me.”

“Why?”

“Because its unneeded stress. So don’t freak out, I’ll always be ok.”

I roll my eyes, “Right. Look hyung, I know you’re keeping