minho couldn't believe what he had just been asked. he barely knew j.one, he didn't even know his name, but he thought they had connected.
maybe he was wrong.
leeeknow
oh
uh, of course
sorry for being
a nuisancei won't bother you
anymoreminho couldn't help but let out an ugly sob. he throws his phone across the room, careful not to hit a wall but with enough force to try to appease his feelings.
he buries his head into a pillow, his sobs racking out and taking any energy that he had with them. he knew he couldn't go to dance practice tonight. he didn't have the energy to deal with felix and hyunjin drooling over each other or being sassed by the asshole in his class.
the brunet sends a quick text to felix then lets his sleepiness take over him.
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Fanfictionminho dms his idols old Instagram without any hope that'd he'd respond. boy was he wrong. *will contain swearing*