#m;em

It was like a wake up call for him. Jongdae’s eyes opened to the fullest he could, facing one worried male. “I am okay.” He muttered, giving away a small smile that he meant for it to be a reassuring one. Truth had to be said: he wasn’t okay. Dear God, not even close to being okay.At this point, he was so used to pretend to feel fine that he, himself, would start to believe in such nonsense. He had lost the count of how many days he didn’t have the opportunity to have a proper night of sleep.He sighed, turning his face to the side so the other couldn’t see him rubbing his reddish and watery eyes, going back to face him with a tad wider smile. “You came all the way here to hang out with me, of course I am okay.” He still had to come up with an excuse for the silence that had taken over him for the past couple minutes. A sudden light brightened his brain as he no longer needed to dive into his brain, looking for an idea that could get him away from Myungsoo’s concern. “I was just thinking about something a friend of mine told me today. I just hope he managed to finish his work in time.” A silly excuse but one that Jongdae hoped would save him.