I don't understand.
*Key had come to Japan with every intention of finding Minho and dragging him back to Korea by the ear if he had to… the rapper of SHINee had run off, and although their manager had been told, none of the other members had until the boy was already gone. Even then they hadn’t been given a reason, but Key-always fretting about his other members-had done a bit of snooping to find out where Minho had disappeared to. He’d chased him and found him… but the first encounter hadn’t gone quite the way he’d envisioned.
Now he was headed to the other boy’s room, after he’d had a few hours to wind down and get settled into his hotel room, and he was in a slightly better mood. He was a lot more willing to listen to Minho’s side of the story now than he had been when he’d run into the other in the café earlier.
He stood in front of the hotel room door and checked to make sure he had the right one, before knocking quickly and sticking his hands into his jeans pocket as he sighed softly, wondering how the conversation was going to go.*