Just be warned, this chapter is kinda intense but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.... I swear I didn't intend that to rhyme

"Just leave. Me. Alone!" Alex screams, his voice breaking as he slams the door to his room closed with all his strength.

Angry tears start running uncontrollably down his cheeks, he furiously wipes them away with the back of his hand. Not caring how hard he presses into his eyes. His shoulders start to shake as he coughs and chokes out every sob and strangled cry into his arms.

The teen slides down the back of the door he just slammed and hugs his knees. Pouring more heartbreaking cries into his skin, now dampened by those tears still running unstoppabble down his cheeks.

A soft knock on the door barely catches his attention. "Hyung, its me... Jisung" the voice says and Alex groans.

"Go away Jisung, I'm not in the mood" Alex croaks out, his throat raw from crying, and the screaming from before that.

The older boy hears a soft sigh, then footsteps as he assumes the younger leaves. Alex sniffles, then starts crying again into his knees, his whole body shaking. And overwhelming feeling of guilt weighing down his shoulders, making him sink further into a little ball.

How did we get like this? Alex thinks, looking up from his knees and at the mirror on the wall opposite him. What did I do wrong?

Bloodshot eyes and puffy tear stained cheeks looking back at him. Curled into a weak ball against the door. Clothes in piles on the floor, scattered shoes and bags everywhere.

His phone buzzes in the pocket of his shorts and reluctantly Alex fishes the device out, checking who it is who texted him.

...

Alex please come out

I'm sorry

I didn't mean it

What I said

I was caught up in the heat of the moment and

didn't think of what I was saying

Read by Alex 8.10pm

I know your reading these Alex

Please come out

Everyone's worried about you

Including me

I'm so so sorry

I didn't mean it at all

Read by Alex 8.11pm

What can I do to make it up to you?

I'll do anything please hyung I'm sorry

I wasn't thinking properly and didn't think that what I'd

say would hurt you so much

Please just come out of your room

Read by Alex 8.12pm

...

Alex places his phone down on the cool floorboards beside him. Contemplating whether he should just come out, let the younger Korean apologise to him again and let it all be over with.

Like it's been for the past month.

Jaemin and Alex would get into fights starting over nothing. Nothing, barely anything at all would set the two off at each other. Both like a ticking time bomb whenever they were in the same 10m radius of each other. Heck, they can't even be in the same room as each other without firing out venomous insults of pure hatred and anger.

None of the members know what sparked the fight. But what they do know is that something one of them said set off world war three inside of NCT. If someone even just mentions the other boys name around them a flinch will ripple over their skin, or make them shudder in annoyance and disgust.

Alex pushes himself up off of the floor and hesitates as he places his hand on the doorknob. Slowly, silently twisting it open. Listening as all hushed conversations turn nonexistent as he pushes the door all the way open.

Stepping out, all eyes turn to him. The majority of the members from Dream and some of the members from 127 spread out in the living room. Seated on the sofas, leaning on the dining table or laying down on the floor.

All except Jaemin, who's standing solitary by the doorway to the kitchen. A look of guilt and dread etched onto his facial features, with his body tense and eyes glued to the floor.

The older boy sniffles, wiping his nose with the back of his hand. Eyes sharpened into a deadly glare. "What are you all looking at?" Alex snaps, immediately feeling heavy guilt as he watches his hyung's and dongsaeng's eyes snap away from his direction, and into their laps or the floor.

Jaemin flinches at the harsh words, and looks up at his hyung. One he used to adore so much, but now can't even look in the eye without his infectious and angelic smile turning into the deepest frown. The younger boy pushes off the wall and spins around, walking straight into the kitchen and Alex follows reluctantly behind. Dreading the outcome of the situation of the two being in the same room.

Now they're standing opposite each other. None of them speaking any words. Just staring at the floor, awkwardly scratching arms and kicking feet against the wooden floor. Building up nerves and anxiety.

"I don't wanna fight anymore, Nana" Alex whispers, barely catching the attention of the latter.

"Neither do I" the said boy breathes. Unlocking his once tense arms and dropping them tiredly by his sides.

"Why are we like this? Why do we hate each other so much?"

"I-I don't know" Alex wonders aloud. Even though he very well knows what sparked the fight in the first place. Jaemin and Alex's playful bickering turning into a full on heated argument. Which then resulted in Jaemin screaming one sentence to the older that made him 'hate' the younger, who supposedly was his 'brother from another mother'.

That sentence being. 'Your such a screw up, why don't you just go back to America already!'

Of course the younger boy didn't mean it in the slightest, just the intense heat of the moment sparked that sentence out of his mind, into his mouth and out into the air for the boy to hear. That one sentence which immediately crushed all his self confidence in the space of a snap of your fingers. Making him feel like maybe he should leave, seeing as he grasps the routines of the dances a little slower than the others, and finds it so hard to read and speak in Korean still.

Even with all the reassurances of the members those doubts were still there for a while, until he got over it and just pushed all those thoughts away.

"All we ever do is argue and I'm sick of it, I'm so so sick of it" Alex finally speaks. Looking up from the floor and into the eyes of the dongsaeng he used to adore so much.

Heck he still does.

Not that he'd admit it now.

Jaemin looks back at him with guilt washed over his deep brown eyes. "Hyung, what I said that night. I didn't mean it, I never meant to say that, I don't know what's wrong with me I just, I don't even know anymore. Hyung please forgive me I'm so so sorry" the younger boy finally snaps. He bursts out into tears and collapses into the older boys's arms. Who instantly wraps his arms around.

Alex immediately pulls Jaemin to his chest, trying to get him to stop crying as he finally sees the pointlessness of all the fighting and bickering.

"It's okay Nana, I- I forgive you. I'm sorry too, believe me. All those things I said to you, I never meant them either"

Jaemin sniffles. "God I feel so horrible"

Alex pulls Jaemin off of him and looks into his eyes. "Jaemin, I feel horrible to. I feel so guilty for allowing myself to say those things to you. I'm older, I should've been more responsible and a better role model to you"

Jaemin smiles. "No it's okay hyung, maybe we can be friends again?"

"I'd like that"

.

Gosh that was intense.

Wow.

Hope you enjoyed it, it's a whopping 1302 words long.

It took a while and the majority of my creativity to write :)