"minho, are you okay?" chan asked me in the locker room on monday after we were done with practice.

no one else was around, and his hand lingered on my back. his expression told me that he was fully listening to whatever i had to say.

"what do you mean?" i asked him.

"you just... look tired. are you getting enough sleep?" he asked, worry reflecting off his eyes. "you can spend time over at my place if you want. i'll help you go to sleep."

i smiled, extremely happy that suggested that. "sure, i'd love that."

i still wasn't done packing yet, so chan decided to wait for me outside the locker rooms until i'd grabbed all my things.

after i was done, i tiptoed out the area and saw chan a couple feet away, immersed in something on his phone.

i stepped closer and closer to his back until i could see his phone screen.

and, the image i saw made me stop in my tracks.

his home screen was a closeup of my eyes.

- lee minho, 17