T.O.P comes back in and I stand up from my spot.
Onew and Jonghyun had gone into the chief's office with the rest of BigBang and their manager, and Taemin and I had flipped a coin to see who went to get lunch since it was noon already.
“Yah!” I speak, watching the idol enter, his eyes on the ground, face expressionless.
“Ye?” he responds looking at me briefly before glancing away.
The casual tone of his voice only fed the anger in the pit of my stomach.
“That’s it?” I speak walking to him in three quick strides, “You shot Kibum, and that’s all you have to say?!” I shout at him, wanting him to show some sense of regret, some sort of emotion, I shove him,
“Do you not have a heart?! The hell Seunghyun, I’d thought you’d be better than this!”
His face goes cold but that’s not the reaction I want. I want him to know what I felt. What I hid from the others for the last two months.
“You. Shot. Him. Yout took him away from us! For two months! How would you feel if I took Jiyong, or Youngbae from you?! What if I shot them!? What if they died and you would never know?! If I threatened to send you their cold corpses? Decorated with bruises and other injuries? Or if I sent them back to you in a state that eared everything? Forcing them to be a living corpse? An unspeaking, breathing, hurting, living corpse...WOULD YOU LIKE FOR ME TO DO THAT?! DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID? TO NOT JUST ME BUT FOUR OTHERS! YOU DESTROYED ALL OF US IN SOME WAY. YOU ALMOST BEC