"Minho, come on. You've been choreographing this dance for a few hours now, this should be so much better than this is right now," one of the choreographers said. What does he mean this should be better than it is? It hasn't even been long and I've already almost finished the choreography of the dance. Is this really not good enough? Should I be going quicker.

"I'm sorry, I'll try and be quicker," I replied, not wanting to upset or anger any of them. That didn't seem to work though as both of the choreographers frowned at me.

"Are you kidding me Lee Minho. This is not good enough, you need to be better. You need to have this finished by next week, end of discussion. This is horrendous," he said before they both walked out of the studio. W-What? Horrendous? I thought I was doing ok, I thought it was good. They were angry with me and scolded me that's how bad I was. God, I can't even make a choreography properly. I didn't even realise I begun to hyperventilate until I felt a small pain in my chest I became aware of just how hard it was to breathe. Shit. I put my hands above my head and took deep breaths to try and calm my breathing but it wasn't working. My hands started to shake and I squeezed my eyes closed, trying my best to take a breath but I couldn't. It's too stuffy in here, it's too hot. I quickly opened the door and rushed out of the room, stumbling slightly as my vision got a little fuzzy. I leaned heavily against a wall, unsure which one it was or where I was but it was all I could do to keep standing. Come on, I need to calm down.

"Minho?"

"Minho, is that you? What's wrong?" I turned my head slightly at the voice but whimpered when my knees gave out.

"MINHO!?"

"Hey, it's ok, Noona is here. Can you tell me what's going on or is it too hard?" I felt gentle hands grab my head and place it in a lap. I whimpered again and shook my head.

"Do you want me to call Channie? I can contact one of the other girls to call him?"

"N-No," I gasped out.

"Ok, that's alright. Do you know who I am?"

"N-Nayeon Noona," I replied.

"That's good Minho, very good," she replied.

"Can you open your eyes for me," she asked softly. I slowly blinked them open and looked up at her. She was smiling gently at me.

"Hey, that's good. You're doing really well. Is it ok if I touch you hair," she asked gently. I nodded quickly, knowing that it helps calm me down. She gently begun to card her fingers through my hair, gently massaging my head. I finally managed to take a breath and although it wasn't much, it helped.

"Take your time and just try and take some deep breaths alright. You're ok here, no one is going to walk down here so we have all the time you need," Nayeon said softly.

"C-Can I sit up," I asked. She quickly helped me sit up and lean against the wall, sitting next to me.

"Just take your time Minho. Let me know if you need help from me ok," she said. I nodded and sniffled, wiping my eyes that were a little watery. I went to grab her hand, hoping it would ground me but I remembered who it was. This wasn't one of the boys, this is a lady who I don't know very well, I can't just grab her hand. Chan knows Twice well, the rest of us only know them in passing.

"Can I hold your hand Noona," I asked shakily.

"Of course," she said with a gentle smile, quickly grabbing my hand in hers. I squeezed it tightly and took a small breath.

"You can rest your head on my shoulder if it makes you feel better," she told me. I quickly did as she said and rested my head on her shoulder, letting my eyes slip closed as I begun to calm down slowly.

"Good job Minho," she said softly as she resumed her earlier ministrations of running her fingers through my hair. It took a few more minutes but before long I was breathing softly and evenly in the arms of the older Twice member.

"Are you feeling better," Nayeon asked me quietly. I sighed and nodded into her shoulder.

"Do you want to tell Noona what happened," she asked me.

"Just got a bit stressed and overwhelmed, I'll be ok," I replied.

"You had a panic attack Minho. Promise me you'll let Channie know about this," she said. Let Chan know how much I'm failing? Yeah no, I'll pass.

"Of course Noona," I lied.

"Good. Will you be ok getting back to the dorm or do you need me to take you back? Our manager is still here so he can take you as well," she said.

"I'll be ok. I'm supposed to be choreographing at the moment anyway," I replied.

"Do you want me to watch over it and see how it is," she asked me. My breath caught slightly in my throat at the thought of another person seeing how bad it was and scolding me.

"It's ok Minho, I don't need to watch you," she said with a small chuckle, making me relax once again.

"Come on, let's get up," she said, standing up and grabbing my hands to help me up as well.

"Thank you Noona, really," I said once I was steady on my feet, completely calm once again.

"It's no problem. I was really worried when I saw you leaning against the wall. Next time call someone if you get overwhelmed so they can help you. You could've gotten really hurt just now, it's lucky I was there," she said.

"I know. It won't happen again, I promise," I replied. She seemed satisfied with my answer and gave me a small smile, squeezing my shoulder softly.

"Good. Well I should head off now, enjoy your practice," she said.

"Bye Nayeon Noona," I replied before walking back to the practice room. I sat down and thought about what the choreographers said, really thought about it. I wasn't doing well enough, I need to do better. If I try harder and put more time into it, it will be a lot better and I won't get scolded next week when they come to see the finished choreography. That's when I made a plan, I'll spend every hour I can in the practice room. I will stay back late and come early, and then there won't be anything to be scolded about.

~~~~~

It was working well the first few days, I practiced until 3am without the other's noticing and then went to practice early at 7am. I did that for 4 days straight and despite it being tiring, I managed to get the choreography done and was up to just refining it now. There was one problem that came with me not getting much sleep, and that's that I get a little bit grumpy. Or maybe very grumpy, and being grumpy leads to snapping at people. We had finished a particularly long practice and I headed back to the dorm along with the other members. It's what I usually do, come back for a few hours and then when everyone is getting ready for bed, I head back out for extra training. Unfortunately today Chan wants us to all have dinner together and spend some time together which means I might not be able to do any extra practice tonight. It's kind of a good thing though because my entire body is sore and I'm really tired so a slight break might be alright.

"Everyone just relax for a bit, I'll have dinner ready in about 20 or 30 minutes," Chan said. I let out a small breath and sat down on the couch, closing my eyes to relax a bit more. Right now I just want to have some alone, quiet time to chill for bit but of course some people don't understand that.

"Hyungie, I feel like I never see you anymore, you're always so busy." I cracked my eyes open and turned my head slightly to see Felix drop down next to me on the couch.

"Hi Felix. You literally always see me at practice," I replied with a sigh.

"I know but I miss seeing you outside of practice. It doesn't count when it's work related," he replied with a pout.

"I miss Hyungie," he giggled, cuddling up to me and wrapping his arms around my waist. I tensed slightly and frowned as he held me tightly.

"Let go Felix," I groaned.

"But I wanna hug you Lee Know Hyung," he giggled.

"Felix, let go of me," I said, feeling anger bubble up inside me.

"But Hyu-."

"I SAID GET OFF," I yelled, the anger getting the better of me as I shoved Felix off me and onto the floor. He fell onto his back with a whimper and I immediately felt bad for what I had done and for snapping at the younger boy. I went to apologize but before I could, Chan, Changbin and Hyunjin came rushing in.

"Felix!? What happened," Chan asked as Hyunjin rushed over to the younger Aussie and helped him up, giving him a gentle hug as tears fell down his face. Shit. I made him cry.

"H-Hyung pushed me," he whimpered.

"He what," Chan exclaimed, turning to me.

"I told him to get off me, I didn't mean to push him so hard," I explained.

"You hurt him because he was giving you a hug," Chan asked, anger evident in voice.

"No, I didn't mean to hurt him. I pushed him away because he wouldn't listen to me when I told him to get off me," I said with a small frown.

"He hasn't seen you in ages, none of us have. The only time we ever see you nowadays is at practice because you're always out doing god knows what. You couldn't just take a few minutes out of your time to look after your dongsaeng," Chan asked angrily.

"I-I w-."

"You were what? Thinking you're better than us? I have been giving you leniency these past few days when you've been in a bad mood and when you have been staying out and doing whatever but this is crossing the line and it's got to stop. Don't you ever do something like this again Lee Minho," he scolded me. My breath caught in my throat and I clenched my hands to keep calm. He's scolding me, for this? He didn't even let me explain what happened, didn't even ask how I felt. I've been spending ever second of my time available to work on this choreography for our dance. I worked on it so I wouldn't get scolded, and yet, here I am, getting scolded by my only Hyung. I don't need to stay here and listen to this, I have better things to do. I jumped up and pushed past Chan, heading to the entryway where my shoes and bag were still laying.

"Where are you going," Chan asked.

"Out," I replied.

"Seriously!?"

"Yes Hyung, seriously," I said, rushing to put my shoes on.

"If you go out now, don't even think about coming back tonight. We're supposed to be having dinner together today, if you miss that, then stay away and we'll see you at practice tomorrow," Chan yelled as I was about to leave. Wow, nice leader and Hyung. I didn't reply, just grabbed my bag, left the dorm and slammed the door closed. Our dorms aren't too far away from the company building so despite it being dark, I did the 5 minute walk there. It was good to get the walk in as it allowed me to calm down and not get too worked up over what happened. When I walked up, Seungwoo one of our usual security guards was waiting outside.

"Putting in more practice Lee Know," he asked.

"You know me Hyung, always putting in the hours," I replied with a small smile.

"Don't work too hard, you need your rest," he said sternly.

"I know Hyung. I've almost finished what I'm doing so I might finish it tonight and maybe sleep in a studio or something," I told him.

"I've been told Studio C is the warmest and has a nice couch to sleep on. A couple boys from GOT7 used to use it but does Chan know you're staying here tonight? He has a habit of worrying a lot, especially about you," he said.

"Yeah he knows," I said bitterly before walking inside. I can lay down in that studio later, right now I'm frustrated so it's best if I continued refining the dance. I put my bag down and got the music set up before pressing play.

I don't know how long I was dancing for. It could've been half an hour, an hour, two, I really don't know but I started feeling off. My stomach was grumbling, probably from me having not eaten since breakfast that morning and my head was starting to hurt but I didn't stop dancing. I need to do better, I need to show Chan just what I've been doing lately when he says I've been doing god knows what and I'll show him why he should be praising me not, scolding me. I stumbled halfway through a run-through and my vision blurred but I pushed through. I continued to dance until I physically couldn't anymore. My muscles were aching and I fell to the floor exhausted and unable to move. I was panting heavily, my chest heaving as my hands lay limp at my sides. My vision was going in and out, black spots slowly creeping into my vision. I tried to stand back up but let out a groan as my muscles tensed up and I gave up pretty quickly. I'm exhausted and sore all over, maybe having a quick nap would benefit me a little, I can continue later. It was with that thought that I let my eyes slip closed and I finally drifted of into the land of unconsciousness...

Chan's POV

I don't know what's going on with Minho lately. He's been really uptight and on edge these past few days and it's worrying me a little bit. I thought giving him some space would help him figure out his shit but it seems like he just bottled it up until he snapped and I knew I had to step in. Especially when the moment he snapped, he snapped at Felix...

We had finished up a particularly hard and exhausting practice and headed back to the dorm to get some rest. I made sure Minho came home with us as he hasn't been home for a while until very late and I wanted to have dinner as a group for some more bonding time. I told the boys I would be cooking dinner and it wouldn't take too long to cook so to just relax. I was about halfway through when I heard a loud bang from the loungeroom. Changbin and I both stopped what we were doing and rushed to the loungeroom, catching up with Hyunjin who must've heard it as well. When we got into the loungeroom, Felix was on the floor crying and Minho was sitting on the couch with slightly wide eyes.

"Felix!? What happened," I asked quickly as Hyunjin went and got him off the floor before hugging him.

"H-Hyung pushed me," Felix sniffled and I clenched my jaw slightly.

"He what," I asked in shock, turning to look at Minho who was still on the couch.

"I told him to get off me, I didn't mean to push so hard," he said. He didn't mean to push so hard? He did it just because Felix was probably hugging him?

"You hurt him because he was giving you a hug," I said, failing to keep the anger out of my voice. He has gone too far right now, way too far.

"No, I didn't mean to hurt him. I pushed him away because he wouldn't listen to me when I told him to get off me," Minho explained, as if that was a good enough reason.

"He hasn't seen you in ages, none of us have. The only time we ever see you nowadays is at practice because you're always out doing god knows what. You couldn't just take a few minutes out of your time to look after your dongsaeng," I said angrily.

"I-I w-."

"You were what? Thinking you're better than us? I have been giving you leniency these past few days when you've been in a bad mood and when you have been staying out and doing whatever but this is crossing the line and it's got to stop. Don't you ever do something like this again Lee Minho," I said cutting him off. I was furious, beyond furious. I have been trying to help Minho, being there when he's been getting angry lately and trying to deescalate situations and then he hurts Felix? Felix has been saying that he misses Minho and wants to cuddle with him but he's never there so that's why he would've wanted to be close to him now. Minho frowned for a few seconds before jumping up and rushing to the entryway, pushing past me in the process.

"Where are you going," I asked him quickly.

"Out," he said offhandedly, barely even paying attention.

"Seriously," I exclaimed in frustration. Tonight is our night to spend time as a group and he's going out again?

"Yes Hyung, seriously," he replied sassily.

"If you go out now, don't even think about coming back tonight. We're supposed to be having dinner together today, if you miss that, then stay away and we'll see you at practice tomorrow," I yelled out to him. He didn't reply but I heard the door slam a few seconds later. I frowned and sighed angrily, annoyed that he left again.

"Hyunjin, go look after Felix," I told him. He nodded and brought the younger out of the room, leaving me alone with Changbin.

"Don't you think you were a little bit too harsh," he asked quietly.

"What do you mean too harsh," I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You do realise Minho Hyung has been working really hard, harder than the rest of us. You know how he has to do choreographies and stuff as well. Minho Hyung doesn't get much sleep because he's in the studio a lot which would put him on edge, plus he doesn't like skinship in the first place. Plus Felix get's really cuddly and probably didn't listen to Minho Hyung when he said and Minho Hyung wouldn't have meant to push him so hard," Changbin explained.

"He still left. We aren't going to discuss this anymore," I said, shaking my head. He just nodded before walking off and leaving so I could go back and cooking. I will deal with Minho tomorrow morning as he most likely won't be back until 12-1am.

~~~~~

When I woke up the next morning, the first thing I thought about was what Changbin said the night before. He was right, unfortunately. Minho must have been practicing more than us because I remember someone mentioning him doing choreography. I got angry too quickly yesterday and I scolded him too harshly. He may have made Felix cry but it obviously would've been an accident and he's probably really stressed, I should've handled it a lot better. I quickly got out of bed and walked downstairs, making myself a bowl of cereal. I'll wait for him to come down and pull him aside to apologise for last night but explain to him that he needs to spend more time with us. One by one the members slowly trudged down and begun to have breakfast but there was no Minho.

"Where's Minho," I asked quickly.

"Maybe he's in his room," Jisung said sleepily. I nodded and got up, going back upstairs to Minho's room. I opened the door and walked into the room, frowning slightly. I looked around and noticed that the bed was already made and Minho was nowhere to be seen. I was beginning to get worried now and I rushed back downstairs.

"Guys, has anyone seen Minho this morning? He isn't in his room either," I said quickly.

"Do you not remember what you said yesterday," Changbin asked suddenly.

"What do you mean," I replied, confused.

"You told him not to come home last night, he probably slept at the company," he said. Ah shit, I did didn't I.

"Crap. Alright, you guys keep getting ready because practice is in an hour. I'm just going to drive down to the company and see if I can find him there," I told the boys.

"I'm going as well Hyung, please," Jisung said quickly, looking far more awake than before. I could tell he wasn't going to take no for an answer, far too worried about the older member.

"Ok, go put on a jumper first," I said. He nodded and rushed off.

"Look after him Hyung, we all know how much he's been overworking himself lately. He needs some rest," Seungmin said quickly. My heart clenched slightly as I took in his words. I should've taken note of how much he's been working before I scolded him so much. Jisung came back down and we both headed out to the car. I drove quickly to the company building and it only took a few minutes.

"Let's go to Studio A first," I said. Jisung nodded and we rushed inside. We went over to the Studio and I opened the door, Jisung going in first.

"HYUNG," he screamed, running inside. I looked in to see Minho unconscious on the floor. I would've mistaken him for being asleep, except it's not the position he usually sleeps in and he was in the middle of the room with nothing to pillow his head or cover him. Shit. I ran over to him as Jisung pulled him up into his arms and shook him gently to try and wake him up. I knelt next to the two of them.

"Minho, Lee Know, jagiya wake up," I said gently. It took around ten seconds but eventually, his eyes peeled open. His eyes may have been open and he may have been awake but it was pretty clear he was exhausted and barely conscious.

"Hyung," he whispered quietly, pushing himself closer to Jisung and resting his head on the youngers chest.

"Hey," I said softly, guilt flowing through me at how exhausted the second eldest looked. I technically made him work until he collapsed, I said he couldn't come back last night.

"Are you ok Minho Hyung," Jisung asked.

"M'fine, just tired," Minho whispered, his eyes blinking lethargically.

"Give him to me Sung," I said, leaning over. He helped me wrap my arms around Minho and lift him up in my arms.

"Let's get him home. He can't practice today, he needs sleep," I said. Jisung nodded and quickly grabbed Minho's bag before walking ahead of me to open the doors. We caught up to one of our makeup stylists in the hall.

"Noona, Noona," I called out, making her turn to me.

"Channie, Jisungie, and is that Minho? Is he ok," she asked as she walked over quickly.

"Noona, I need a massive favour. Minho has really badly overworked himself and he's dead tired. I drove here but right now I'm a little busy and Jisung can't drive," I said slowly, biting my lip nervously.

"Of course, I'll drive you boys back to the dorm. You have practice today right? I can drive the boys back if you have to stay back at the dorm," she replied.

"Thank you so much Noona, it's a massive help," I said in relief.

"Of course," she said giving me a small smile. Jisung and I followed her out to her car before getting in. The dorm wasn't too far away so I kept Minho in my arms.

"You still awake aegi," I asked softly. The only reply I got was a small incoherent mumble so I held him tighter and rested my head gently on his. It didn't take long to get back to the dorm and pretty soon I was walking inside with a dead asleep Minho in my arms, too tired to stay awake. The other's were surprised but didn't say anything, waiting for me to explain.

"Minho and I are going to stay back from practice today. He's been overworking himself too much and he's exhausted," I said with a sigh.

"Of course Hyung," Hyunjin said with a nod. I carried Minho upstairs and into my room instead of his before gently placing him down on my bed. I took off his shoes, took off mine and climbed in next to him, pulling him back into my arms.

"I'm sorry Minho-ah," I whispered, placing a soft kiss to his forehead. I feel bad for what I said yesterday, he didn't deserve it. If I had've stopped to think about what could be the reason why he was so on edge and away so much, I would have remembered the important choreography he's been working on lately. I pulled out my phone and brought up a Twitter feed before relaxing and reading with Minho still safe in my arms.

Minho's POV

I felt myself slowly regaining consciousness and thought I would be exhausted and cold but I was warm and comfortable. I snuggled down closer to the odd warmth around me and let out a content sigh.

"Minho?" I froze at the voice. That was Chan. Chan's angry with me, I don't want him to scold me again. I quickly snapped my eyes open and went to sit up but the arms that I realised were wrapped around me, tightened so I couldn't get away.

"Shh, it's ok Minho, it's ok," he whispered gently. He doesn't sound too mad, maybe he isn't here to scold me. Plus apparently we're in his room, cuddling on his bed, I'm not too sure how that happened but I'm also not too upset about it.

"W-What's going on," I asked him. To my shock, his eyes got slightly watery.

"I'm so sorry Minho-ah," he said sadly.

"It's ok Hyung, I understand why you sc-scolded me," I said, breaking off slightly at the second last word.

"No. No I was way out of line Minho. I completely forgot about everything that you were doing lately with the choreography, I was way out of line," he said. My eyes welled up with tears and I quickly looked away.

"Minho, hey. Why are you crying," he asked as I begun to sniffle. I turned around and hugged him tightly, a small sob slipping from my lips.

"Min, what's wrong," he asked again.

"Th-Thought you were mad. Y-You were sc-scolding me. I didn't m-mean to h-hurt Lixie, I'd never hurt him," I sobbed.

"Oh aegi," he said softly, hugging me closer to him.

"I know you didn't mean to. None of this was your fault, it was Hyungs fault for acting without thinking," he said firmly.

"M'sorry," I sobbed.

"Shh, you're alright. Can you tell me why you've been so on edge though darling," he asked.

"It's just, you know, stuff," I sniffled, calming down slightly as carded his fingers through my hair.

"What stuff," he hummed.

"The choreographers have been really harsh and I've been trying so hard to do better and I've been spending a lot of time at the studio to try and finish the choreography because it scares me sometimes when people yell and scold me," I admitted.

"Aish, I'm so sorry for last night Minho," he said with a sigh.

"I'm going to deal with the choreographers ok, they shouldn't be that harsh on you. But I need you to promise not to overwork yourself again ok, you scared Jisung and I quite badly when we found you unconscious," he said, making me bite my lip guiltily.

"Ok Hyung," I nodded.

"And if I'm ever stupid and tell you not to come home, just give me a whack on the head and call my bullshit," he said, making me giggle slightly.

"I can definitely do that," I agreed cheekily.

"Aish you brat. Get some more sleep now though, you definitely need it," he said, shifting over so we were in a more comfortable position.

"Only if you do as well Hyung," I said, a yawn already slipping out.

"I can do that," he whispered, holding me tighter. I tucked my head under his chin on his chest and let my eyes slip closed, feeling better and safer than I had all week.

A/N

This was requested by @KpopMulti-Stan and I hope you liked it

There will be one more fic after this and then I will be finishing up on this fic for a while. I decided to finish up how we started so my last fic will be ATEEZ Jongho so look forward to it

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed this fic