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!! no one pov !!
jeongin let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. he can't fucking believe it. all his hard work down the drain. he messed up. at the very fucking end too.
he hates himself.
as soon as they got backstage he went to the corner of the room with no cameras. he let out a silent sob, hoping no one would hear him.
as he sobbed, he thought... how could i do this? to himself. to them. to stay. he's such a bad singer. he doesn't deserve to be here. in this group, in this environment. its too harsh for him. he's just a fill in. he has no talents, no visuals, nothing.
!! jeongin pov !!
"jeongin?" oh.
i can recognize that lovely voice anywhere. my boyfriend. kim seungmin. he's the man of my dreams. he's talented, he's pretty, he's nice, he takes care of me, and loves me.
i wipe my tears quickly and sniffle
"seungmin?" my voice cracks. again.
"hey baby.. whats wrong?"
he's worried. i don't want him to be worried. he doesn't need to know.
"oh uhm... nothing, minnie. just a little disappointed..." i sighed.
"disappointed?" he hums.
i nod.
"about what, hun?" he asks, inching closer towards me. i start to tear up again.
"just... my performance...."
he hums, signaling for me to continue.
"uhm.. you didn't notice??" i asked with a shaky voice.
seungmin tilts his head in a certain way. it means he's genuinely confused. he doesn't know.
"notice what?"
"my..."
"my voice crack."
i let it out.
i let out another sob.
his face shaped into sadness as he realized what was wrong. why I was alone. why im shaky. why i look so upset.
"oh.."
"oh innie.." he says as he takes a few more steps with open arms, testing the waters on how comfortable i am. im known to not like physical touch that much.
today was different.
i basically ran into his arms and stuffed my face into his neck .
he rubs my back comforting me.
"let it out baby. let it out..." he trails off.
i start sobbing. again. damn im so weak.
" i did so bad minnie. i worked so hard just to mess up in the end. i can't believe myself."
"innie you did so fucking great."
"but the.. voice crack. it ruined the whole song..."
"yang jeongin. no one even noticed the voice crack. "
"you did. "
"yes. i did."
"you admit it was bad?" i looked up to see him looking right back down at me. eye contact.
"no. actually I think it was cool. "
i scoffed.
what?
he must've noticed i was confused as fuck by that response.
"emotion, innie. it added emotion. we are singing a depressing song." i personally think you made it sound so much better. it added more. made it feel genuine. "
...
"really?"
he smiled.
the smile is full of love and affection.
i love kim seungmin.