It took Jisung a year to realize.
One day as he was sitting in the New Yorker subway, listing to the lofi playlist he and Minho had playing in the background whenever they hang around their room. He stared at the grey floor. A pair of oxfords or sneakers blocked his view from time to time.
It must be the familiar beat or lyric, something about the song that made his eyes grow wide.
His body shook with a wave of emotions. Minho's face, drowned in tears, contrasted with the green of the grass; the words leaving his heart-shaped lips. "I love you too, forever. I promise Jisung."
Minho had actually loved him.
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Romance(fin.) "I'll love you too, forever. I promise Jisung." There. Minho said it. Nobody will ever know the true intentions behind his words. He wouldn't get the credit for it but at least he said it. ପଓ angst
