And it was all yellow,
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If it only takes two people to sign the papers to separate their married status,
What does it take to separate the hearts that are tangled to each other?It had been months—3 months.
It had been three months that his bed was cold and lonely. It had been three months that the lovely and sweet presence have gone.Tears filled in both eyes and yet Jeno vividly remembered that his Jaeminnie's face held a small comforting smile on the day of his departure.
He asked for a hug and Jeno willingly gave in. The soft hands that used to lovingly cup Jeno's face were waving at him, bidding goodbyes. His lasting word became a helpless comfort that Jeno brokenly hang into when he begged not to leave for the last time. His pretty lips delivered the words clearly stating,
"Although you are feeling that now, deep down in your mind, you know that we are doing the right thing. And by that I'm not invalidating what you are feeling right now. I am so hurt seeing you like this. Let the time heal us and I promise, we will be in a better place in the near future. Please stay strong for yourself Jeno. Because I will be doing that too. And I know you are totally capable of that because you are...Jenmongie.."
His words tore and crashed him apart. It hurt like hell—a burning hell where you felt suffocated within yourself. Separating paths was never easy..but it was more cruel to shatter the hearts that were already overlapping. Seeing the back of his body ached his chest. At that time his instinct was to run after him and embraced the younger's surprised body tight.
"J-jeno!" He muttered out, trying to look back due to the sudden embrace.
"Jaemin-ah, j-jaemin ah,....no! No! Please..please don't do that to me. I really might go crazy without you. I'm so so sorry about everything I did to you. If words aren't enough, I'll prove it to you. But please...please don't leave me..don't abandon me..you are so important to me Jaemin."
Air Korea 23, departure to Tokyo, Japan from Seoul, Korea. Passengers please kindly....
The nice tone of a lady echoed through the airport from the speakers and it was a wake-up call for Jeno that his Jaemin was really leaving. Although he was in this state, Jaemin tried to remain calm and collected.
He slowly broke the hug from behind and turned around to face Jeno's face all red and messed up from crying. He saw his small sigh as he took out a small folded tissue. He gently pressed over the face to wipe away the tears of a broken man. His fragile touches made Jeno more helpless. Even to the end, his Jaeminnie wanted nothing but just a healthy ending.
After finishing up the cleaning, his starry eyes stared back to Jeno's.
"...my favorite color is yellow... There, you can start from there."
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"Jenmoongie?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you, in case, like blue color?"
Jeno lowered his head to stare at the younger and much clingier one who was resting his head on his lap. The cutest sight to behold and the loveliest warmth to cherish at that moment.
"Yeah, how did you know?"
He smiled at the slight excitement that passed by Jaemin's sparkly eyes when he confirmed that he was right.
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HATE GROWS
FanfictionMature/ Mini-fiction for 1K special / Hate Grows so it was a lie. His Jaeminnie, My Jaeminnie, these were just lies. those were just for his vengeful hate.