He had always been the most insecure. He would always second guess himself and seek positive feedback. I thought that to be a good member, I should support him as much as I could. That’s what I did. At first, it didn’t do much, but slowly, he started to react to my compliments. He spent more time with me and I was pleased.

I always thought he was perfect. He had the best voice, he could dance and he was very handsome. He would always complain about his height, but I thought that him being smaller only added to his charm.

I don’t know exactly when it happened, but I started having feelings for him. Even when I tried to control myself, my eyes would still linger for long periods of time on his body. There was some tension and one night, I just couldn’t take it anymore. I kissed him and he kissed me back. I’m pretty sure everyone heard us making love that night.

Afterwards, he changed. He was happier, more social and just more fun to be around. On stage, he was much more passionate and daring. Fans were chanting his name much more than before. I was happy for him.

But from that moment on, he also became more distant. Whenever he had free time, he would go to the gym. I went with him at first, but soon enough I couldn’t keep up with him and I could also feel he didn’t want me there. I just started waiting for him to get home.

Every night I tried to keep the conversation going, but he never wanted to talk. He didn’t even want me to touch him anymore. I pressed the issue by asking him repeatedly why he was acting that way, but he’d just shrug.

I finally gave him the space he needed. We stopped talking. He spent almost all of his time with Kibum and every time I’d see them together, my heart would break. They were clearly flirting with each other.

The worse thing was probably the fact that he was getting more attractive. He’d walk around the dorm shirtless  and it killed me. I wanted him as friend and lover again. That was all that mattered to me.

I also noticed he started going out much more too. I don’t know who he was meeting, but he’d come back really late. I was worried, but I obviously couldn’t say anything. I could only wish Jonghyun would come back to his senses. 

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Thanks for giving me the idea of writing Minho's POV. I've started writing Kibum's POV, so look out for that lol.