“Hyung!” Taemin’s voice snaps me out of my sleep and I bolt upright, getting blinded by sunlight.
Ignoring the light I hurry and stumble out of my room and into the hall to see Taemin in front of Minho’s room, crying, and by the looks of it he’s been sobbing for a while.
Looking at him almost breaks my heart and I hug him so I don’t have to look at his tears. I run my hand through his hair trying to calm him, feeling my shirt get wet from his tears as he mumbles,
“Minho hyung...” and doesn’t finish.
I sigh, cursing mentally. But despite Minho’s absence my mind flashes back to Onew hyung and Joon’s message to me,
‘Apologize to Jinki...’
I sigh again, I guess I was kinda rude...
“I’ll call manager-sshi, give me your phone.”
“I don’t have his number,” Taemin pulls away, sniffling.
“Err...neither do I,” I admit, my face heating, “Jinki hyung was the only one who ever spoke to manager-sshi so I never bothered to get it...”
Pabo. I scold myself.