SONGKIM FANFIC COMPILATION

Does It Hurt

(a/n: we also need angst)

Mino didn't know what to do with his life, or just his day. It was Valentine's Day and people with no one to spend this day with knew how depressing it was.

Yes, of course, it was depressing. Mino, just like the others, was asking himself why he was alone. Why? Why didn't he have anyone to take on a date with, hold hands with, and be lovey-dovey with this Valentine's Day...or actually any other day.

"Because you're an idiot." His mouth supplied him the answer to the question floating in his mind.

Mino stood up from his bed as he decided to stop mopping around his feelings and go somewhere. It was really unfortunate for him that his day-off fell on this day.

Mino, in the end, opted for a walk. He had been busy with work that all the air he breathed for the past weeks were from the air conditioner in their office and his apartment. He needed a fresher air and a new environment to look at.

Mino tilted his head to the side as he read the sign Cafe Au Florence in his mind. He thought it was most probably new as he never encountered the establishment before, if his memories were directing him correctly.

With not but one agenda - kill time - at hand, he entered the cafe. Mino closed his eyes as the aroma of brewing coffee reached his nostrils. It was refreshing, but not enough to bring a smile on his face.

When Mino opened his eyes, he almost literally felt his heart dropping on the floor, literally if his chest was opened. Does it still hurt?

As if he stepped on glue, Mino was immobile. He wasn't even sure if he was still breathing. Ah, so he can still take your breath away?

Always...

...

It was raining.

It was raining and Mino was crying. It was the day he lost him completely.

He wanted to blame his work. It was so stressful. It was so demanding. It was so hectic. But who was he kidding if he truly did so? Did his work mandate him to cheat?

Mino fisted his cold hands, his empty hands. Why he wasn't holding the hand of the person he loved was his entire fault.

"Jinwoo, don't go. Babe, please believe me. I don't love her--"

"Them," Jinwoo corrected. "You don't love them but you kissed them, you made out with them, you fucked them!" Jinwoo was screaming. His eyes were wide with fury but he wasn't crying.

He was. Mino was as the reality was finally striking him. Jinwoo had enough. Jinwoo had enough of his excuses. His boyfriend had enough of his cheating. "I didn't mean to--"

"You're just fucking drunk!" Jinwoo continued his sentence with the same words he had been using. "Fuck you, Mino! What do you think of me, huh? Do you think I can still tolerate you? Fuck you! I am done with you!"

"Babe, no!"

Mino tried stopping Jinwoo but he was shoved out of the way. Jinwoo reached the door.

"The moment you went out of that door, you can no longer come back to me. Even if you beg, even if you kneel before me, I will no longer accept you back."

What devil possessed Mino to say those words, he too didn't know but maybe it went by the name "alcohol" or more than that.

Jinwoo faced him. Jinwoo faced him with a blank expression. "I'd rather stab myself to an instant death than let you kill me slowly."