Jul 9
continuation from here with @rvnwiild
Sangmin had no other choice but to go to the place he once called home. He hated going back. He doesn't want Minwoo to see he had failed at something again, but he did, and now he's standing in front of the door, his hands in his pockets to hide the bruised knuckles. There's even a bruise on his cheek, which tells he's been in a fight recently. "I already did." The male mumbles, his dark hues turning to look at the brother who has always been there for him. "I don't wanna talk about it." It's something he always says, not wanting to get too into the details of what he's been up to when he moved away.