Hatred - 2Min/Minmin

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Minho:

Six years later.... Minho, sat in his ex-girlfriend's house, staring at his dirty Converse shoes, worn beyond their years, a fake tear streaking down his fave. He could barely supress the chuckle that threatened to escape his mouth.

Society had changed these past six years, Minho found out he was bisexual, there were no homophobic people anymore because the same gender marriage had passed legal by the government which changed people's thinking though some people were still stuck in the old generation.

No word had been exchanged for the last  twenty minutes. Mina's father was furious, his face paralyzed, lower lip quivering, his frail heart giving up. “It can't be true. My daughter can't do that, ” her father muttered under his breath.

“I'm afraid she did, Sir. We did it here. In the bedroom. Om the balcony even on the kitchen slab, I'm afraid. I'm extremely sorry to tell you this. I never intended to. But I hope you understand what position I am in.”

Mingi, the girl's brother, wanted to box Minho in his face. Mina's mother, whom he had seen in pictures earlier, looked suicidal at the news of her daughter no longer a virgin. What could worse for an middle class traditional mother than knowing that her eighteen-year-old daughter had had premartial sex on the kitchen slab and enjoyed it?

Minho chose his words carefully to make himself a victim. “She was my world. I really loved Mina, sir. It I had the thought she would leave me I would have never done it. Here. Nor in the bedrooms. Nor on the balcony, or on the kitchen slab. I really thought she was serious about me. God knows I was. . .
in love and she was. . . she. . . . she. . . Cheated on me, in the same house with another guy!” said Minho, as his voice trembled and he broke down in little sobs.

He should try theatre sometime.

Minho had narrated the length of his rather sexual relationship with Mina in much detail as her parents could digest, without them wanting to set Mina and themselves on fire.

He told her parents that they had been dating for the past two months, right from the time Mina had taken admission at a local Institute to prepare for the engineering entrance examinations.

He ran through the rest story quickly, only highlighting the portions he thought were most damaging to Mina's life thereafter.

They say, the day you fall in love changes your life, but they are wrong. It's actually the day your ex-boyfriend walks through the door and tells your parents about you being a nymphomaniac that really does you.

Minho sounded geniune in his shame. Tears flowed abundantly and ceaselessly from his sorry eyes, erasing any doubt, firmly planting the belief that their daughter was some kind of depraved girl, a pervert who used their bedroom and the kitchen for her misdemeanors.

By the time Minho was finished, he had made Mina's parents were only slightly milder than the Talibans that they would make sure Mina suffered a fate worse than death. Okay, that might be an exaggeration, but not by much with a smirk.

Mina was called to the drawing room. She stood by the side of her mother, teary-eyed her hair a mess, and her skin pale like a corpse. Minho smiled, seeing her pained And defeated, staring at a shackled life. You deserve it, bitch! You should have thought about this before you let that Heachan take my place.

“Is it true?” they asked her. Mina had no answer to give them because nothing that Minho said was untrue. They were indeed dating and he was in love with her for a brief period of time, and yes they had sex, in her parents bedroom, in the stairs if empty malls they went to, in the washrooms if cafes, and it was good, not great but good enough to keep their relationship going. But slowly and predictably, distance and crept in and Minho, in anger had told her to fuck off from his life.

She did, quite literally, and decided to go out for a harmless movie date with below-average boy, Haechan(no offence)

Minho would have probably forgiven her for this slight had she not lied about it. “I was at home with Mom.” she had said and all hell broke loose. She had lied and for that she needed to be punished, abandoned and tortured for life.

Minho was asked to leave. He has just turned on the bike's ignition, a second-hand, weathered bike, when he heard that dying animal's shriek.

“WHY! WHY DID YOU DO THIS? You said you loved me!” Mina waved and howled frantically from her balcony.

“I hate my lovers as much as I love them. Didn't I tell you that?”
“But—”
“And because you fucked him!” shouted Minho, putting on his helmet.
“I—”
“And you lied. I loved you and you fucking lied to me.”
“You never loved me! And we had broken up Minho! ”
“My lover don't sleep with other person. My lover don't lie to me. They fucking stand by me no what matter what or u destroy them,” bellowed Minho, the vein on his temple now throbbing as Mina's brother started to drag her inside the house.

Her eyes still searched for answer, and Minho being the gentleman he was, responded by waving his middle finger, and drove away.

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PLEASE READ:

Hey guys if y'all expecting the fluff between two main character this story is surely not for y'all because even I search for extremely romantic story about 2min but this is gonna be based on their life and the end there might be some fluffy stuffs buy right now I won't even start.

I assure you that this is gonna be a hell of a ride. You won't be bored!

I know gay marriage is not legal in Korea but let's pretend it does okay orelse the story will be stuck at the same point. ;-)

Next chapter is gonna be about how Seungmin is doing I might update it today and it's gonna is intense... Byee