91 days of missing you
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91 days of distance.
No love and hate in between.
Just..missing each other genuinely.
91 days of emptiness.
No reasonable clarification can explain the feeling of the minds being full again on a brief 9.1 seconds.
Just.. staring at each other completes the whole of the two broken halves.
1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9..
Two beautiful eyes meet his.
They are still as beautiful, as innocent and as loving as they did before.
A colorful string of love and hurt reflects the said gorgeous eyes. The small precious face shows nothing but the courage in holding in the tears when Jeno tears up first.
His love, his Jaeminnie, his Nana.
All this time he thought Jaemin's blue forgets about him faster than himself.
It is such a happy surprise he will never admit out loud that the man in a yellow umbrella standing in front of him still makes him feel the same way as always.
Even in a crowd, I can find you right away Jenmongie.
It's just..it's so clear, only you have that glow. And my heart will never fail to mark the spot you are standing at...just so it won't get erased.
Even from the distance, I can see right through you Jaeminnie.
Yet, I know my fluttering heart takes me to my destination,.....the rain, the sky, yellow, you.
The storming downpour that was threatening the peace of the minds has now instantaneously faded into blur, slowing in the tempo and the amount.
The crowded gray clouds scatter away quite magically, as if they have completed their mission of the day and now ready to bid farewells to the humans on the ground. Although the humans do no appreciate the dramatic presence of the sudden heavy rain, the sky reconciles to it as immediately.
A warm sunshine clears it way to the front of the grimy clouds and brings back the blueness of the wide spacious sky. A gift of warm gleam flares in radiant of colors.
And Jeno beams in his thought of brightness,
"Finally, my yellow sun has returned"
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Should I?
Should I not?
Should I?
Should I not?
Should I?
Right, I shouldn't.
"I'm sorry Jeno. But thank you for the offer. It's convenient to take the taxi"
A kind rejection from his kind Jaeminnie. Jeno is prepared for it.
"Are you staying at the hotel?"
Jeno asks the question that he already knows the answer of.
Jaemin nodded his head regardless, seemingly just trying to be polite even to him.
"The business convention is going to take for two weeks. How about you stay by the Samcheondong mansion during the weeks?"
Jeno mentions the mansion they used to live together during their marriage.
Jaemin already knew that Jeno has left the mansion when they divorced although the reasons can be infinite.
His expecting eyes, Jenmongie's puppy eyes, beg him silently from the way they are shinny and teary.
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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.
