“Taemin, is something wrong?” I asked, closing the door behind me.
“No.” He lied, sitting up.
“Taemin, please tell me.” My eyes met his and I saw nothing but sadness.
“Well, I think because I am turning the age of 20 now, I should really stop with the whole cute Maknae act, it’s not suiting me anymore.” He said plainly, I moved and sat on the edge of the bed.
“Taemin, why is being the Maknae a bad thing?” I questioned.
“It’s not, I just,” He looked at the ground, “I want to grow up and be like you guys. I’m sorry but I am a man now, I don’t think I can be your Minnie anymore.”