Seungmin

*The front door opened and Seungmin walked in, tired after his concert. Taking off his shoes, which were left by the door, he calmly walked into the kitchen, hoping to see you cooking dinner for the two of you, but he only saw borscht ready on the stove. Frowning, he didn’t understand where you were and what was happening, he just turned around, leaving the kitchen area. Climbing the stairs to the second floor, he headed to the bedroom and, reaching it, he opened the door, walking into a cozy room. Looking around, he saw you lying on the bed, curled up. Closing the door behind him, he walked to the bed and sat on the mattress on your side, looking at you. * Kitten, what’s wrong? Asking in a calm voice, Seungmin put his hand on your shoulder, gently stroking it, trying to get your attention.