Sometimes people just fall out of love. No matter how infatuated you were sometimes you can't help but let them go. Like watching a raindrop fall, you just forget. I'm not saying all of my ex lover didn't mean anything, they did, it's just I don't cry over them anymore. Sure I find myself getting nostalgic when an old anniversary passes but they always will.
'Jisung' I faintly hear my name being shouted from my position on my bed. I'm 6 hours into a production session for a piece that should have been done a week ago but better late than never. 'Jisung' I hear my name again, part of me want to continue to ignore it while the other half wants to acknowledge my friends existence. It could be Felix insisting I try his newest creation but my bet is Chan coming to ask if I have finished the exact piece I'm working on. 'What' I shout back and as soon as he knows I'm in the apartment he lets himself in, my biggest mistake giving any of my friends a key.
Far too quickly Chan enters my room and opens my curtains, I squint 'good morning' I say mostly sarcastically. 'It's 2pm' my mouth makes an 'o' shape I want to respond with something witty or stupid but I don't, maybe it's the disappointed look Chan gives me or the look in his eye. So I just nod and take of my headphones.
'Have you seen' he asks me, he gives me no time to respond before he is showing me his phone. It takes me a minute before I recognise who it was. It was my ex boyfriend, Kiho, or Jinho, Minho, or something like that. We dated in high school but went in opposite directions for university, he went to America for dance while I stayed in Korea for music. Initially I don't actually look at the photo just make an affirmative nod and hum and continue to clean my bed. 'Look at it again, I already said congratulations' at that I get curious.
I look again. At first I thought he had gotten married but I would have a billion messages from Felix if that happened. His time I properly look and I see he's holding something, a child. 'Good for him' I say and Chan puts his phone away. Like I said I don't care much about my exs.
His name was Minho. I know that for a fact, not that it ever really slipped my mind. And he had in fact had a baby. It makes me think about where he is, what he's doing, who he had the baby with. 'Jisung look where your going' someone shouts, I look behind me and see Hyunjin dramatically flipping his hair 'Hyunjin come get coffee with me' I shout from my position. I see him huff, either that or it was very loud, and he turns around 'fine, do you still go to the same one' I nod and go back to scrolling through Minho's Instagram. One thing that does confuse me is why Chan showed me that photo today he posted it months ago, and hasn't posted since. They baby's called Lee Nabi, it's a girl but that's all I know.
'What are you doing' Hyunjin asks. I close my phone almost instantly 'noting just scrolling' he looks at me in disbelief 'that was a boy, does Jisungie have a crush' I scoff 'no, It's just some guy I dated in high school, he had a baby' Hyunjin hums and then runs off and into the coffee shop. I however wait on the other side of the road and look around. To one side of the coffee shop is a road an to the other an alleyway, about to walk in I say a kitten. I follow it.
'Kitty' it meows at me and allows me to stroke it but as I look up I see a box 'I's this your home' the cat continues to meow and walks closer to the box. If there was any point in my life where I thought I would get murdered or kidnapped, now would be that moment. I help the cat into the box 'there you go little one' I stand there a second and see how the cat looks so vulnerable. I stroke it another time before turning around.
'Who are you' some one shouts, they're holding something to my neck 'I was just making sure the cat was okay' I say panicked 'let me go' the stranger drops the knife and I crouch to the ground 'go away' they shout. I stand back up an look at them in the eyes 'Minho'.
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IT'S ALWAYS BEEN YOU ~ Minsung
Fanfiction'Sometimes people just fall out of love' No matter how long people are separate they always find their way back together