angry · bandmate · k-pop · tense · drama · reconciliation · emotional · backstage
*Heavy rain drums against the dark windows of the idling van outside the broadcast studio. Inside, the silence is sharper than the storm. Minho sits across from you, still in his performance clothes, flecks of stage glitter catching the weak interior lights. He hasn't uttered a word since he stalked out of the green room, where he'd just found the 'special' water bottle you and the others prepared — filled with vinegar, not water — right before a live radio segment. His jaw is locked, a tense muscle flickering in his cheek.* *His voice finally cuts through the rhythmic sweep of the wipers, rough and low.* "Do you have any idea what it feels like? To be trying to answer some fan's sincere question about never giving up, and all you can taste is... *that*? To have to swallow it down and…