i been posting happy stuff mostly. ANGST
"Minho you can't do this!"
"I can't? Then what did you do jisung? I know I wasn't the best boyfriend to you, but can you try to understand? "
"There's nothing to understand, Minho."
The older one threw his hands up in frustration, "I'm doing this for us, Jisung! We can't keep circling like this. It isn't fair to either of us."
Jisung slammed his fist into the table, "Shut up! Don't talk to me about fairness! I did everything in our relationship. I waited long nights for you. I woke up early so you could have everything you needed. I took care of the house because you were never home! I did it all without you, for you! So if you want to leave, do it. See how hard it is without me picking up your slack!"
Minho ran his tongue over his teeth. "Fine. I'm leaving. But don't for one second think it was all you. You don't know half of the things I did for you. It was me who was always there for you when no one else was. No matter what, I was there whenever you called out for me. I know you did a lot and I never didn't express my gratitude. Working all the time wasn't the best option, but it was the only one I had. But now, it just seems like a waste."
Both boys huffed and stormed out, hearts breaking, but minds set in a determination, that they were right.
Minho moved out that night, packing as much of his stuff as he could. He left a few of his hoodies and other clothes, some of his books. He didn't look at jisung, jisung didn't look at Minho. He just got his stuff and left, hearts half broken, half set in their ways.
The first few days after Minho left, jisung was ok. His determination to do better without Minho drove him to do just that. But he still found himself sitting on the couch, hoping the door would open and Minho would walk in.
Minho moved in with Chan, he used to live with him before he and jisung got together. Going back to his old room was like a punch in the face that this was really happening. Him and jisung had actually broken up. It was not a dream.
Minho struggled in the beginning, realizing that jisung wasn't there in his bed or that he wasn't in the kitchen or on the couch waiting for him at night. But as the days went by, he got the hang of it, mostly. Some days, he just laid in bed, letting himself cry or be angry.
A week passed, and Minho still procrastinated on getting the rest of his things from jisung's place. Chan knocked on his door then let himself in. "Minho. dinner's ready, if you want to come eat." Minho nodded and walked out.
As the days went by for jisung, things got worse. Jisung never knew what true loneliness felt like until now. Without anyone, he blended in with the day. None of his other close friends were in town, other than Chan, and that was where Minho was.
As jisung moved around his empty apartment, he found some of Minho's things, hoodies, t-shirt, sweatpants. Seeing them made his heart break even more for Minho.
He felt a tear leak down his cheeks, he raised his hand to wipe it away, but more tears kept falling, so he covered his face with both hands. Jisung let his sleeves soak up all of the tears.
He looked at his phone, seeing pictures of him and Minho looking happy on his memories. He threw it on the bed and walked out of the apartment, making his way to the convenience store. He bought every flavor of ramen he found and every flavor of energy drink.
So that's how he spent the week, drowning himself in ramen and energy drinks. Minho drowned himself in even more work, hoping to distract him from his ex. Minho decided that tomorrow he would get the rest of his stuff. He still had jisung's number saved in his phone, (my baby<3) and he hadn't even thought about changing it.
Back at jisung's place, he was sitting on the floor. He had given in to the temptation and collected all of Minho's clothes, and held them tight in his arms. He slipped on one of the hoodies he had left, getting a strong whiff of the cologne Minho always used.
In the pocket, and a crumpled strip of paper fell out. It was from their valentines date. LM to HJ- i love you more than everything and anything. I'll always be there for you.
It made a rush of tears flood his eyes. He read it again, repeating words as he walked out the kitchen with all of Minho's things in his arms. Sadness overtook him, and he slumped to the ground. The kitchen counters seemed too far away to grasp.
So he laid there, surrounded by Minho's clothes, face covered in tear streaks.
"I'll always be there for you. I love you, i love you more than anything. I love you. I'll always be there for you." It was like a trance, there was nobody with him, no one was coming to be with him.
He was all alone.
Minho was sitting in his room. His whole being wanted han jisung, for the young boy with the chubby cheeks. He picked up his phone, going to call him just to hear his voice, even if it was just yelling. He would handle it just to feel close to jisung again.
His phone rang with the anticipation of hearing jisung's voice. But he didn't answer, so Minho called him again. Still no answer. Minho began to feel anxious, jisung always answered the phone. So he tried again, and again, and again.
After the 6th time, jisung finally picked up. "What?" his voice was hoarse, and it sounded forced. "Jisung, are you ok?" Minho was on the verge of storming into his house. "Yeah. just," he took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "fine."
Then he hung up. Minho knew jisung was lying. He threw a jacket on and ran out the door, ignoring Chan's calls for him.
Minho ran down the street, trying to call jisung, to no avail. He got to his old apartment building and ran up the stairs, pushing past the people who were in his way. He was desperate to get to his ex-boyfriend. He was desperate to find the boy who still held his heart after all that had been said.
Even if jisung didn't want him back, he would try and never stop trying. Jisung was his everything, and everything was worth it.
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I watched the 5-star trailer like 8 times already. I'M SO EXCITED!! bang chan with the blue/green (i can't tell) eyes. 🕳🚶♀️
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minsung oneshots
Fanfictionexactly what the title says. fluff, angst, maybe a little spice. request are open if you have any