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Choi Minho

Minho POV

The dangly light in front of my eyes made me remember all the light and joy that was in y/p. I looked down to avoid those hurtful lights. In front of my eyes was my glass, not empty yet, filled with a liquor that would make my  thoughts go.  But it don't work, well not for the moment. A woman came to the counter, to order a drink. "A cosmopolitan please."

My fingers immediately wrapped tightly around my glass. My eyes closed and I was taking that order like an avalanche. It was y/p favourite drink... I never understood why, it is way too strong and don't taste good, but y/p loved it so I started liking it too... But now this drink only make me remember all the things I lost with her, everything that went down since that day. It's the knife that I needed to finish me. I forced myself to look at the woman, just to have the reassurance it's not my lost love.

I turned around... and it wasn't y/p.

I sighed. Ô what I would pay just to see the angel face I used to see everyday. Just to feel those hands running through my hair while I was laying down. Just to lost track of time in those eyes. Just... to have it all again.

I emptied my glass in a shot and I looked over the place. Couples. Single trying to hit on singles. Why can't I be like the other scenarios? Why did I have to be the one missing the most important thing in his life?

Without my mind knowing, my fingers wrapped around my cellphone and went to y/p number. I stared at the old name I gave y/p for a straight 5 minutes until my fingers decided to react.

They typed something my mind couldn't completely get. «Y/N I need you» What just happened? I didn't quite understand, but my fingers kept going. «You are so much better than her, I don't know why I did that»

But I felt like it something I shouldn't do. Even tho, my fingers were unstoppable. «I was happier in your arms» That whiskey was too strong might I say.

« I'll give anything just to kiss you once again, feel your head against my chest, be sure that you are doing okay. » If only y/p knew how important y/p still is/are to me.... «I know I messed up big this time.» I could buy a Time Machine... «I'm still in love with you Y/N...»

[ Minho... ]

For the first time in months I felt my heart beat again. I heard y/p voice in my head saying my name. Only that was enough to make me feel alive again.

[ I don't know what to say. You cheated on me... I don't think I could pardon you...]

The knife was cutting deeper into the cut.

[But I miss you too]

This sentence was all I needed. It was like a shot of adrenaline and was on my feet before I could say so. I paid for the service I had tonight and ran to my car, I had no time to waste, y/p miss me... my car started and my heart knew where to go.

I had millions of questions running through my head. Does y/p still smells like honey? Did y/p changed y/p parfum? Is y/p hair still as soft as it was? Does y/p lips curved like they always do when y/p smiles? How would y/p react at seeing me?

I arrived in y/p driveway and realized. I am a drunk man, too sick to have remembered that I broke y/p heart in millions of pieces months ago. It still an open wound. Who was I to go back into y/p life? Didn't I already made it atrocious?

« But I miss you »

My heart squeeze in front of that difficult situation. I don't want to make y/p suffer more, but maybe it won't. Maybe it will help y/p. And if it don't... It could be juste one night...?

Then, the door of my car opened and I felt my feet getting out. It was a usual walk. I am so used to go to y/p apartment that I could go with closed eyes. Sadly, the past times that I saw that path was with tears in my eyes and regrets on my mind.

I knocked on y/p door softly. And waited. It looked like it took ages before I head the door being unlocked and then opening, such a familiar and comforting sound. Y/p gasped.

"Minho... is it really you?" I nodded and I felt my whole body explose as soon as y/p voice and face connected in my mind. I instantly opened my arms. Honestly, it was a risky move, y/p could either slam the door at me or hug me... I wished so deeply y/p would take the second option but it was unrealistic.

However, I soon felt the warmth of y/p face on my chest. My arms closed around y/p tightly. It might be the last chance I could have to hold y/p and I won't miss it. "I'm so so sorry." "Don't bring it up, I just want to enjoy that moment of peace." So I closed my mouth shut and kissed the top of y/p head. Y/p closed the door behind me and let me come inside. Y/p looked right into my eyes, at this point y/p had access to my whole soul. I would sell it just for y/p.

"Let's started this again, would you?" In answer I kissed y/p and try to keep up with everything I missed since the last time our lips touched.

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