It felt like home.
But not all homes survive the storm, not all houses are build for tornados or thunder.
And we were not prepared for a storm so aggresive, we never thought that the strong house we build together would turn into a wreck. And now th...
Choi Jongho stood there, in front of the building Meya now was inside of. He just simply forgot sense of time for a couple minutes, not being able to walk but especially to come to his senses.
He just saw her walking past him, and how much he wanted to hate her, all the hate was forgotten the moment he laid his eyes on her after two years.
He couldn't move for a couple minutes, it's like he totally forgot how to even breathe, the moment he came back to earth it was already ten minutes later since Meya had passed him. Choi Jongho wanted to move on, go home and get sleep but a little, tiny part of him wanted to run inside, knock a thousand times on her door and just kiss her one last time. Hold her hands and tell her he was sorry for not seeing any good in her.
But he couldn't, because he still did not see the good in her until this day. All his faith in her faded that day, the day he tried to forget but suddenly it was so clear in his mind again.
"Are you crazy?" Jongho whispered to himself as he shook his head, finally walking away on his way towards his own bed.
Kitoshi Meya who did not notice Jongho at all outside was now making herself some Ramen noodles inside of her shared apartment, Yujin was busy putting some songs in the queue dancing along with the current song.
"Do you want spicy or salty?" Meya asked her voice raised a bit so she was louder than the music.
"Spice it up for me"
"Okay"
Not much later the two of them were eating there noodles peacefully at the table, Meya being actually happy that she stayed at her place that night. Yujin on the other hand was a bit disappointed but she understood the decision of her best friend, although she would love to finally speak the truth about two years ago. Because she knew no one else would open their mouth about it, at least not the people who knew the exact truth.
"what would it be like if we were there right now?" Meya spoke up, resting her head on the palm of her right hand.
"It would've been awkward, I guess you would've talked with Mingi all night, Mingi only" Yujin said to her friend.
"I wonder if Jongho would even say 'hi' to me, I bet he straight up would ignore me if he would see me" Meya scoffed and pressed her lips together.
Yujin quickly took her phone and went to search for something.
"Hey, let's go to the Little Bear Theatre tomorrow, there is a play I bet you would love" Yujin smiled at her friend who she knew was in love with theatre but she also knew that Choi Jongho worked there, and she hoped he would be working tomorrow as well.
Meya sighed but agreed eventually. She could use it right now. "Let's go to the bar afterwards"
"Deal"
...
"I was so damn excited to watch a movie and maybe play confessions again." Wooyoung pouted with his arms folded.
"We could just play it with the eight of us" San said.
"Naah, that's just not it" Mingi smiled awkwardly.
"Why? I bet we have secrets for each other, we can do it without Meya and Yujin" Yeosang raised his eyebrow.
Soon enough all eight of the boys were on the roof together, trying to think back of the rules since they forgot some of them.
"Jongho will you start?" Hongjoong asked the youngest and so he did, taking the blindfold and running around until Yeosang said to stop.
Jongho pointing both his arms in different directions, one to Hongjoong, the other to Wooyoung.
"Confess" Jongho said.
"Remember that beer you lost last weekend? I drank it all and threw it in the trashcan in my room because I was scared you were going to be angry" Wooyoung laughed.
"What the hell Wooyoung? Well I knew you did that so put changed the password of your phone" Hongjoong smirked.
"That was you?!"
The whole group laughed like they used to do a long time ago, they didn't do such fun things anymore. It was like they pushed away having fun the day they pushed away Meya.
Seonghwa was next to run around.
The group was enjoying every second of this night, but all of them missed her, it just wasn't the same.
We were meant to be, just not meant to last.
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