Window to freedom °•Minsung•°

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"Hey, Yoon" Minho said, tired.

"Hey, Minmin!" she responded, cheerfully:
"Guess what? They finished with that fresco I told you about! We're free to get on with the wedding whenever we want now, hehe!"

"That's... that's amazing darling"

His heart had faltered so hard he though he was having a heart attack.
He had to tell her. He had to say something immediately.

"Is it thought?" she said, all the cheery attitude she usually put on gone within a second.

"Wh- what?"

"Amazing." she said.

She sounded bitter. Resentful.

"But it is, why would it not be?"

"Oh, Min..." she sighed:
"You sounded a thousand times more enthusiastic about organizing labs yesterday than about this"

Minho opened his lips then shut them back up. That was true, he couldn't say it wasn't. And it had all been because Jisung had helped him, because he had gotten the opportunity to hold him near and kiss him freely and...

"What's going on, Min?" asked Yoona, resigned:
"You're always cold, you never pay attention when I talk... you aren't giving me anything lately, honey... How am I supposed to feel?"

her words were soft, yet it was clear that she was deeply hurt.

"I-" Minho started but then he found that he didn't have the words:

"I'm sorry" he said in the end.

"I know you are" Yoona sighed again:
"But it doesn't change the fact that I don't feel loved Min. I don't know what's going on, if you're having a hard time with something and you aren't telling me or if...you've found some other....girl over there..."

"I haven't" Minho said truthfully.

"And that's good, Min but... we're getting married soon. I need to know if your heart is still in this. Mine is, I love you. Always had. But I need to know if you care enough to at least try to be a better partner. Because right now... we're barely more than friends... It hurts, Min"

Minho's heart trembled and he tasted the salty tingle of tears on his lips. He hadn't said anything in time and now he had hurt her. Exactly what he hadn't wanted to happen was happening. Yoon had been hurting all along and it was all his fault.

"I don't need you to give me an immediate answer..." she was saying:
"But I kind of do. Call me tomorrow and be straightforward, Min. I want the truth, fair and square. Or I don't think this can keep going."

She closed the call.

Minho stared at the closed window, feeling empty.
At least he was forced to act now.

But after that he wasn't sure he could keep Yoon as a friend anymore.

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