The Letters He Never Sent || Minsung

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"Minho!" A voice screams.

I snap my head up immediately, only to see my boss standing in the doorway. He has a look of anger on his face, and he has something in his hand.

He starts to walk into my office, causing me to straighten my posture. "You've got mail." He slaps a red letter on my desk.

My eyes widen. "Sir I-"

"Tell whoever sent that to never bring your mail to my building again, got that?" He points a finger in my face.

I immediately nod. He gives me a stern look before walking out of my office again, slamming the door. I watch him walk away through the window, and when I see he's gone, I immediately take the note and get out of my chair.

I walk over to the door, opening it after he slammed it shut. I exit and walk to the front desk, looking at the old women. "Excuse me?" I say in a quiet voice.

She looks up at me, then smile. "Oh yes Lee? What can I help you with?"

"Did you happen to see who dropped this off?" I hold up the red velvet letter in my hand.

She moves her eyes to the letter and furrows her brows at it, tilting her head. "I don't exactly remember, was it that important?" She ask, looking at me now.

I click my tongue, "Not exactly. Just gotta warn whoever it is, you know?" I make up an excuse.

I don't think she would want to hear about how I have been receiving what seem to be letters from my dead ex boyfriend. I give her one last smile before waking away and heading back to my office.

I'm glad my windows are tinted, so people can't see how I am about to explode with emotion right now. I sit back down at my desk, holding the letter in my hand as I examine it.

I start to open the seal, with care and soft hands. I take out the delicate paper, and open it up.

Dear Minho,
From, Jisung ;)
November 1st, 2013

I'm sorry I haven't been writing dates lately, I've been to lazy if I am being honest. But if we're gonna talk about a date, October 31st was the best date ever.

The Halloween activities at school were really boring, they didn't make it the best date. I didn't like how we had to sit in the auditorium for that long for absolutely no reason beside getting lectured.

Does that sentence make sense? I don't even know I can't even think right now.

School was really boring though. I also didn't like how it was a half day, and I had work afterwards. That sucked. The same coworker I told you about keeps hitting on me :(

But anyways, after work is when everything started to become amazing. When you picked me up and I did your makeup. I hope you didn't notice how flustered I was. The only way I knew how to cope was to over hype myself.

But anyways, the party was fun too.

I liked everyone's costumes, I'm glad nobody else had ours. I'm surprised about that however, because we actually had the most basic Halloween costume.

But that's not your fault, so please don't think that. Im actually hoping you had a good Halloween. Even if we didn't do all the Halloween things, I hope you will remember your first Halloween with me.

Well, beside when I decked that guy.

But in my defense, he was being a total asshole! I can't believe you can sit there, on your stupid ass, and say things like that about a person who is a part of your own team.

I can't believe you can say those things about a person in general, if I am being honest. What a person has gone through, has struggled through, is not your story to discuss.

And it certainly is not your story to judge. That's one of the things I hate the most. When you judge somebody without knowing or going through what they went through, when you sit there and say the ugliest things about somebody.

You have got to be the most perfect person in the absolute world to be able to say those things. However, perfect doesn't exist. And if it did, you wouldn't be the most perfect person if you said those things.

But regardless, it was the best night.

Because after my knuckles were bloody and bruised, you cared for me. Better yet, you kissed me. I couldn't believe it while it was happening, i almost went into cardiac arrest if I am being completely honest.

The kiss felt like heaven. You, feel like heaven Minho. I expected you to blow me off after, to disregard of me after everything. I expected my first kiss to be nothing meaningful like it was.

But it was the best moment of my life.

You feel like my home.

I felt so safe in your arms, I felt so safe falling asleep next to you. Because I know, no matter what, you will care for me. Tonight made me realize that. That no matter what terrible things I do, you must have a place in your heart for me.

I might be incorrect, but I think I'm not. Because that's how I feel for you. I feel like no matter how you treat me, no matter how you make me feel, no matter what you say, no matter what you do, I will always have a place in my heart for you.

Even when I die, my heart will still beat for you.

I think I love you, Minho.

And that's the only thought in my mind, so I believe it's true.

I inhale a deep breath. I felt everything in my body break as I read on. Everything came flashing back in my mind, while crashing down on me.

Why do I have to be receiving these now?

Where were these letters when I was crying over your closed casket at your funeral, Jisung?

"I love you too Jisung," I say with a cracky voice. "So much." A tear lands on the paper.