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The ride home was quiet.
Chan could feel the heaviness in the seat beside him, Seungmin curled toward the window with his hood pulled up, earbuds in but no music playing. He hadn’t spoken a single word since the filming ended, and Chan hadn’t dared to either. The sound of Seungmin’s choked tears, his broken voice cracking when he admitted how invisible he felt back in their trainee days — it still echoed in Chan’s ears like a cruel loop.
He wanted to reach out, to say something now, but every time he glanced at Seungmin’s profile he froze. His dongsaeng’s eyes were red, lashes damp. He looked small in a way that tore at Chan’s heart. So Chan kept his hands in his lap, knuckles white, trying to hold back the guilt rising like a tidal wave.
By the time they reached the dorm, Chan felt like he was carrying that entire weight on his back.
or: my fic of what happened after the recent chan x seungmin 2 kids room.