changbin's hand clasped around his phone as he stood in front of minho's dorm room, contemplating if he should call the male again and risk being ignored like he'd been by the other the previous time he'd tried this.

he sighed, his exhales visible against the cool morning air, and even with the thick black sweater he was doned in, he still felt as cold as ever.

lately, he'd been less and less willing to come visit minho, as he knew the older would just find ways to push him aside, and never reply to his text messages or calls.

"should we actually attempt entering by ourselves?" seungmin's voice edged its way inside the confines of changbin's mind, and the shorter black haired male blinked, before meeting his taller friend's eyes.

"yeah... maybe. but you know how he hates it whenever we do that."

seungmin pursed his lips and sighed. he pinched the bridge of his nose. "but do we have even a choice right now? if we don't force ourselves to enter, then he'd never give us the time of day. remember what happened the day before?"

"yeah," changbin nodded, seeing some sense with seungmin's words. "i guess."

with the added confirmation from changbin, seungmin bent down and shifted his hand over the edge of the doormat -- that was mostly there for decoration and not much else -- lifting the spongy material upwards.

the taller didn't waste anytime in picking the key that had been lodged below it, and then placing it into the keyhole the door provided. with a little click, the door was pushed open, ajar to let both males examine the contents of the interior.

they couldn't believe their eyes. a majority of the dorm's small amount of furniture had been haphazardly set up around the area, clothes were strewn over everywhere, and the dirty dishes in the sink were still intact.

now, normally changbin and seungmin wouldn't have been so surprised (as they were all broke college students and barely had time to take care of themselves, let alone their own dorms), but not every average college student was minho.

minho was usually so, so clean.

"what the fuck happened here?" seungmin let out, cursing underneath his breath.

changbin didn't wait for his friend to say anything more, as he was already on his way to minho's bedroom.

the door was already slightly opened, which was yet another strange occurrence, as minho rarely let any door inside his dorm stay open. he was always a little on the more orderly side of things.

now, changbin was apprehensive as to what he'd meet when he looked through the opening.

when he finally entered the room though, he stopped in his tracks.

minho's room was a mess. the drawer beside his bed had several materials on it that weren't placed in the right order, and his pillows and some of his tshirts were currently on the floor.

inside the bed lay minho himself, submerged beneath his messily positioned blankets and his head of black hair obstructing the view of his face.

"minho...?" changbin softly called out, his voice a little above a whisper. at this point in time, seungmin was already beside him, and by the look of his face alone, he was just as shocked as the shorter at witnessing the state that minho's room was in.

minho barely moved at the sound of changbin's voice, and for a couple seconds, both males just stood there, unsure of what to do next.

but it seemed like they didn't need to do anything afterall, because a few seconds afterwards, minho started slowly moving over his bed. he slightly glanced up, and looked away as soon as he saw both changbin and seungmin standing there.

"go away, i'm not in the mood." his voice was low, and almost hoarse sounding.

"minho -- " seungmin began, but the black haired male interrupted him.

"i told you guys to leave. and how did you get inside my dorm anyway?"

"we -- we used the key under your mat," changbin cleared his throat, "but, we won't apologize for that. minho, what's up with you these days? we saw how messy your dorm looked, and we know you're not that kind of person to just leave your environment in that state."

minho didn't answer.

"minho, we won't force you into anything you're not ready for," seungmin spoke up a couple seconds later, "we're just really, really worried about you. you've just been so absent these days."

despite minho looking away, changbin and seungmin could tell that his body was shaking.

seungmin stepped a little closer. "minho..."

"you guys should leave." a pause, and then a sniff. "i'll talk to you guys later, i promise. right now, i just want to rest."

"well you've been resting a lot -- "

seungmin placed a hand on changbin's shoulder to shut him up.

"alright, minho," seungmin said. "we'll talk to you later. just know that we care about you, okay? we all care about you, and we hate seeing you like this."

minho was unresponsive, even as the two males he considered as his friends left his room. when he was sure they were no longer in the vincinity, he let the first few tears fall.