Han and Felix stepped into the dorm hallway. The air was thick with the quiet hum of the building, but Han felt a knot in his stomach for Felix.They reached the second floor. Felix paused at his door, Room 17, and took a deep breath. Han softly said "See you tomorrow. Text me if you need anything "
He walked to his own door, downstairs 1st floor. As he opened it, he found Minho already there. Minho had shed his cafe uniform for a loose-fitting black sweater and stylishly ripped jeans. He was meticulously organizing his side of the room."Welcome back, Han," Minho said without looking up, his voice neutral. Han set his bag down. "Hey. How did you come before then us ?" He laughed "as you two leave I told manager bangchan to let me go and he did and I came from short cut way" han asked "Bangchan is your manager?" surprised. "The one Seungmin mentioned?" Minho replied "Yup. He's the one who runs the place when the owner, Jaehyun, isn't around. He's like the cafe dad." Minho paused, then his eyes flickered to Han. "Are you alright? You seemed a little... quiet at the cafe."
Han hesitated. He didn't want to dump his financial worries on Minho, especially since Minho already seemed to be working hard. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired, I guess. Long day."
Minho didn't push it, simply nodding. "Right. Well, I'm going to take a shower. Don't touch my stuff," he said, the 'mean' persona briefly surfacing with a small smirk before he grabbed his toiletries and headed to the bathroom.
Han watched him go. That familiar mix of apprehension and... something else, bubbled in his stomach. Why does he only smile at me? And why does it make me feel like this? He shook his head, pushing the confusing thoughts away. He had to figure out his job situation.