𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 | 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬

‘There are many reasons for
a miscarriage but we don't always
find the cause for it. You're healthy,
your partner is healthy and your
baby was healthy too, we did an
examination to check that.
Sometimes the only reason we
can give our patients is that
it just wasn't meant to be.’

Minho had never heard those words.

Jisung had never told him what
the doctor had said to him in the
recovery room after he had
helped the small omega give
birth to his dead child.

Because after he had been
brought out of the delivery room,
Jisung hadn't been able to say
a single word at all.

He hadn't even been able to look
at Minho's eyes when the alpha
had entered the room, his
scent telling it all.

But right at that moment he
hadn't been able to bear it,
he hadn't been able to bear
seeing that heartbroken look
on his loved one's face that'd
remind him even more
of his own pain.

He hadn't been able to watch the
tears fall on Minho's beautiful face
because it'd make everything
feel even more real.

Their son was gone.

Jisung grew distant.

Instead of longing for the other's
comfort like Minho did, the small
omega had turned his back to the
world and everything he had once
loved, including the alpha he
had fallen in love with.

And although the ravenette had
tried to respect that Jisung needed
space, it only made his own mental
health decline even more.

He needed to make sure his
boyfriend was okay and he needed
to grieve together with him.

He wanted to lay in his bed with
Jisung in his arms and cry together
with him, he wanted to hold his
loved one close to make sure he
wasn't losing his soulmate too.

But the moment he had brought
his omega home from the hospital,
Jisung had vanished from his life
in the blink of an eye.

He hadn't replied to any messages,
he hadn't answered any calls nor
would he open the door when
Minho had ringed his doorbell
to check up on him.

The only thing making Minho
believe that Jisung was somehow
surviving was that he was reading
his messages and sometimes the light
in his apartment was turned on.

Minho hadn't even noticed when
he had emptied his whiskey, too
mesmerized by the beautiful omega
singing on the little stage of the bar.

He needed all his self-control not
to get up and walk over to Jisung to
cup his chubby cheeks and wipe
his tears away.

Even after a year he still hadn't
gotten over it, over the pain of
seeing Jisung so sad.

He still loved Jisung so much
and he missed him dearly.