Minbin oneshots

Forgotten

Minho love<3:
Hey baby, wanna go on a date today?I have a very important surprise for you.
Love youuuuuu♡︎
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He wasn't himself anymore. He didn't feel anything. Nothing more than just emptiness and sadness. He was crying. He had nightmares. Afraid of sleeping. Afraid of not being able to see his boyfriend no more.

He had seen the news. A car accident, one death, it was minho. Changbin recognized his face. Minho was gone, he was dead.

The night wasn't the worst, he hadn't fallen asleep all night. He had heavy eye bags, his eyes were red from all that crying, his face pale.

One of his friends had called, it was jeongin. He looked at his phone, mumbling the name and repeating it till it stopped ringing. The number called again.

"......", silence.

"Hyung? Hey are you okay? Did you eat or sleep? I'm very worried please talk to me. Say anything at least let me listen to your voice hyung. I don't want to loose you.", changbin could hear jeongin's voice cracking up, and his small sniffs. He was crying.

Changbin felt sad, he wasn't really in the mood to talk but hearing his friend crying because of him, made him feel guilty. He didn't know why he was doing this himself.

"....jeongin.", changbin said in a lower tone. "Please.... Don't cry over me.", "hyung! I'm coming over.". Changbin only stared at his phone in fear of others seeing him. He felt disgusted, his room, where minho and him used to sleep was messed up.

Broken glasses, ripped clothes, broken door. Flowers were laying on the floor, which were tritt.

He looked all over the room once again, he was about to lay on the bed, till jeongin had arrived. There was no need to open the door for him, since he had separate keys. Jeongin looked everywhere, eyes widen. Tears forming in his eyes.

His hyung looked like a disaster. He rushed to him, hugged him tightly.

It has been 2 months since that night. He wasn't any better, but his friends made sure he was. His friends made him go outside on that day, he just wanted to go home and sleep.

He felt guilty. Was it Right for him to go out and have fun after what happened to Minho? Was it really a good thing to feel happy after his death?

It was another exhausting night, looking into the mirror. "I look like a skeleton, I should eat.", changbin thought to himself. He was thinner than ever.
He went to the bathroom, washing himself up, brushing his teeth and washing his body.

He went to his room, wearing Pyjamas and he heard the doorbell. Who was it at this hour? He walked through the hallway, opening the door. Mouth dropping wide open. He didn't know what to say nor to feel.

He was just standing there in shock looking at the person in front of him. Wait, no way. He is dead how come.

Changbin was confused. "Ah hello changbin. Missed me?", no it was true, minho was standing right there. Waiting with open arms. Waiting to get a hug.

Bu how is he alive. He was reported dead.

"Binnie? Baby? Are you okay? Come and give me a hug!", changbin smiled. He felt himself throwing his body into Minho's arms. Hugging tighter than ever.

He was finally happy again.
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"How I missed this home. Oh how much I missed you.". He looked at changbin giving him a smile. "But hyung how are you alive? I thought you've died?", "well let me explain, yes I was near death. In the accident I apparently had no pulse which many reporters took as a sign of me being dead. When I was sent to the hospital, my Impuls had gotten back. But I was in a coma for many weeks. Whenever I woke up, there was a nice doctor who had taken care of me. He was a very nice old man. Yeah well he was about to call you and tell you the big good news, but I kinda uhhh stopped him from it. I still had to stay for 2 weeks in the hospital to get my energy back, and I knew you couldn't had waited that long. And I'm honestly very sorry for keeping you waited.".

Changbin didn't care, at least his boyfriend, Minho was back.

~End~