Orange sky's blended with pink and a bit of purple filled the sky's as a man sat alone on a park bench. He had been there for a long while, 6 hours perhaps but he can't be too sure, thinking. Cliché, right? Well it's the honest truth, thinking what the only thing he was capable of doing that day. He had originally planned on staying at home that day since he had off from work, but the man he loved most ruined it for possibly ever.
He'd never meant to comeback from the store as early as he did, but barely anyone was getting food at that time, and so he walked in on a phone call he presumes he wasn't supposed to hear. "You think it's all fun and games pretending? I'm sick of it, I'm sick of all of it! I don't want to hurt him but he needs to find out sooner or later." And he's grateful that he did. He found out the games his lover was making behind his back, toying around with their friend.
"Was it so hard for you to deny my request to become boyfriends? Was it so hard for you to be honest with me? Was it so hard to keep pretending that you love me when every other night you're in another man's bed?" Fresh, hot tears roll down his cheeks at the memory. It happened earlier, about 10 am he presumes, yet it felt like it happened just minutes ago. "Please let me go, we ran out of time, the timers going off now." He remembers saying, packing a small bag.
"I'll be back tomorrow, take good care of him, he needs it." He breathes for a minute, looking out to the darkening sky. It was officially time to move to the next chapter of his life, move to a new town and start fresh like he always did. It was a never ending cycle of foreverness. Just before he got up and left the bench, and the town, he remembers faintly hearing his name come out Mingyu's mouth. "Minghao please!"
