You checked the time once again before dialing Minho's number. Minho promised yesterday that he'd come today to meet you before 2 pm.
It's currently 4 pm. You finally decided to call him. You don't call him often since he doesn’t like it. But he wasn't texting you back so you were worried.
He received the call after a few rings. "What?" he asked. Ouch! That hurt. "Where are you?" you asked almost like a whisper,you didn’t know why.
"I'm practicing for the upcoming competition with Felix. Why?" you could tell he wasn’t very happy that you called him. He was practicing after all so you shouldn’t have disturbed but you didn't know.
"I thought you'd come today" you spoke
"Did I say that?" he asked as if he wasn't the one who planned it.
Though it hurt you, you laughed and said,"Baby you are getting old. You can't remember things" you tried to joke.
"Maybe" he replied. "Did you eat?" you asked, he just hummed.
You heard a door opening sound and Felix's voice, probably he came to the practice room right now.
"I'll try to come but I can't guarantee you. I have to go now, " he said.
"Okay bye,take care" you said. You were about to hang up when you heard Felix asking, "Was it y/n?"
Minho sighed and said a 'yes'. You would be lying if you say that didn't make you sad.
"What's with that heavy sigh?" Felix asked. "I don’t know?" You heard Minho saying. You knew you shouldn’t hear their conversation but you wanted to know.
"y/n is so clingy these days. I know I shouldn’t say something like that but still." Minho said.
You stopped breathing. For no reason you hold your breath. You hang up the phone and regret listening to their conversation.
Maybe if you didn’t hear that, it'd seem normal like other days. You suck in a good amount of air before rethinking what you've been doing to make him think like that.
Was it because you texted him after every meal time?
As an emotional person you should've cried but you didn’t feel like crying.
You weren’t sad nor even mad. You couldn’t figure out that specific feeling you were having.
You went to the kitchen. You tossed the food that you cooked for Minho in a trash bin but regretted it immediately. Wasted it for no reason.
Anger took over when you hit your toe accidently. You groaned in pain. You poured a glass of water for yourself. It sometimes helps you to calm down but you weren’t lucky today.
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It was past 12 am. You were sitting on your couch trying to watch a movie but you couldn’t concentrate on that.
You went to the kitchen to get something to eat. You didn’t notice the glass on the table and hitted it accidentally with your elbow.
You cursed underneath before sitting down and picking shatter glasses.
You heard your apartment's door's unlocking sound. You looked at the door and saw Minho coming through the door.
You continued doing what you were doing. "What are you doing y/n?!" Minho asked. You didn't reply. He asked again. No reply. "y/n!!" He yelled and took your hands. It was covered with blood.
"Are you okay?" he asked. You snorted. Does it look okay? You slapped his hand away.
"What's wrong with you?" He asked,you could easily say he wasn't in a good mood. He was mad. And it's not a good thing.
"Not your business" you said and got up. "What do you mean? You're bleeding. Let's treat your wound first" he said.
"I'll do that. You should go home" you told him and went to your bedroom for a first aid box.
He followed you to your bedroom. "What happened? Are you mad at me?" You heard Minho's voice. You looked at him, he was staring at you,leaning on the door frame. "No," you said.
It wasn’t a lie. You were not mad at him. You were mad at yourself. You cleaned your hand and treated your wound.
"You should go home," you said again. You didn't want anything bad and if he stays here any longer things might get bad. You knew you always overreacted for no reason. And overthinking is an understatement .
"I'll after cleaning the kitchen," Minho said. "I'll clean it later. I made a mess and I should clean it" you said.
Minho didn’t listen to you. He went to the kitchen. You followed him to stop him. He bent over to pick the shattered pieces.
"I said I will do it" you said and tried to stop him. "No I will!" Minho said and pushed you.
You know he didn't mean to use this much strength. You were not prepared for it. You sat on the floor and your hand was resting on the floor. Some of the glass pieces were already slightly inside your hand's plum.
"y/n I'm sorry I'm really sorry. I didn't mean it" Minho said. Your vision was already blurred because of your tears. Minho apologised so many times.
"Can you please leave now. I told you before to go home!!" you shouted.
"But-"
"But what?"
"Nothing. I'll give you some space. But that was an accident. I'm really sorry." Minho said.
"Don't come here even if I text you, " you said.
"Wh-"
"Good night Minho"
