𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 - 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆

15 | Promises

My eyes have been staring at the same piece of paper for over 3 minutes now. Reading it over and over again.

"Sorry I was gone before you woke up, I had an early shift at the cafe. Text me when you're up
- Minho"

I scoff, "That's it, I'm officially pathetic" I mumble, crumbling the piece of paper and tossing it somewhere in my room. I get up from the bed and walk to the bathroom.

Today was another day on finding more information on Moon.

I turn on the shower before stripping off my boxers—stepping into the shower and letting the warm water run down my naked body. I let my head fall back as I close my eyes, the water running through my hair.

After washing up, I get out and wrap a towel around my waist. I took my time today, I wasn't in a rush... nor did I have anyone rushing me.

It all felt weird, not feeling tired from the lack of sleep or getting woken up because I was needed somewhere. Everything felt calm.

I finish getting ready and decide I shouldn't take that much time or else I will be getting rushed. I grab my phone from my nightstand and walk out of my room. I didn't bother looking around my apartment as I walked to the front door, slipping in my shoes and grabbing my keys. I walk out of the door and walk down the hall.

I press the elevator bottom and wait, putting my hands into my pockets. I look to my left to see a woman walk up beside me, she was also waiting for the elevator. "Good morning," She said with a sweet voice.

I look at her briefly as the elevator dings, "Morning". Gesturing her to enter first—she does. I walk in after her. I never really saw other people that live here, mostly because I left at a random times of the day and get back pretty late in the night.

The elevator doors close. "I don't think I've seen you around, did you just move in?" I feel her eyes on me.

I shake my head, looking toward her. She had black hair, shoulder length. Wearing a summer dress that ended above the knees. "No, I've lived here for a while now" Her eyes looked me up and down.

No doubt she saw that I had money, I was dressed in black trousers and an expensive dress shirt, plus I lived here. "Really? I think I would remember a face like yours"

I look away "I keep to myself, that's probably why you've never seen me". The elevator doors open and I walk out without saying bye or sparing her a glance. I didn't have time to chat.

I get into my car and start it, before I get the chance to pull out my phone started ringing in my pocket. Pulling it out and seeing Minho's name. I sigh and decline it, backing out and driving out of the garage.

Was I ignoring him? Yeah. It wasn't the fact he left, it was me. Cliche, I know. I was confused, all I've been was confused by everything involving him.

Here's the thing, what I said last night was true. I did believe we deserved happiness, that I deserved it after everything I've been through. If he didn't leave before I woke up then I would still believe that, but he did. He left and it made me realize that I was being just like him. I wasn't seeing things for how they were. He always did this, when I'm around him I can't help but daydream—hoping for something that was a bad idea.

It all felt right last night, it still does but it wasn't. Being with me won't only hurt him but I would be handing him a world full of uncertainty. I looked like I had everything together but I didn't. I'm broken, far more than when we were last together.