✔️Lost Love(MinWon) ff

Red Thread

AFTER 18 YEARS

WONBIN's POV

I always stare at the box with the toys we used to play. I just couldn't bear to let them go. I didn't immediately understand when they said he was gone 18 years ago but as I know, it was painful; and as I grew up becoming more mature and understanding the concept of life and death, the pain become even more unbearable. They said they didn't find his body, there is still the possibility of him being alive but after 18 years of waiting, will he still come back? My brain says it's impossible but my heart says don't quit.

I still remember that day when the red thread connecting our pinky fingers vanished.

FLASHBACK

Wonbin: Papa, my red thread is missing.

I asked my papa because I got scared I may have lost it.

DK: What red thread baby?

He looked so confused

Wonbin: the one I always wear on my pinky, it becomes brighter and shorter when Hangyul hyung is close to me, the other end is connected to his pinky finger

Papa looked so puzzled yet amazed with what he heard, but before he even answered, he received the call... The call that changed my life forever.

My best friend, my hero... my first love... is gone.

END OF FLASHBACK

Like my daddy, I decided to study medicine. I am almost done with my internship and soon, I will do further studies to be an obstetrician like him. I would like to continue his research to improve the knowledge on pregnant males.

My daddy and papa got married a year after Heeseung was born. He was my adorable little brother but honestly, he lost his cuteness when we grew up, he became a very cheeky young boy. Kind of like daddy I must say, but he has Papa's face. People say I am the opposite, I look like daddy but my temper is attitude is like papa. What a very interesting mix honestly.

Whenever I have time, I would always visit a grave in the cemetery dedicated to Hangyul hyung, it was built so at least even when his body is not there, we can visit and offer flowers.

I probably drained all the tears for him through all these years that I stopped crying. I remembered how I missed him so much I stopped going to school for a while, I got scared that no one will fight for me when someone bullies me at school. I guess he really spoiled me a lot that I became too dependent. Now, I learned how to fight by myself. I wish I can tell that to you in person, hyung, are you proud of me?

Every time I visit the grave, one person would always be there, Uncle Wonwoo. He would visit every day and stay there for a few hours as if waiting for him to come back and it is honestly heartbreaking to see.

As much as I want to talk to him and give him words of comfort, I don't want only to cross that line, because no matter how I much I say that I am in pain, it can never compare to his.

Papa once told me that their family once broke apart but uncle Mingyu didn't let it happen and fought with everything he had even when uncle Wonwoo seemed to have quit.

Their marriage did not push through as uncle Wonwoo felt that he didn't deserve that kind of happiness when Hangyul hyung is probably out there somewhere hungry and cold.

Our families also lost its closeness together since uncle Wonwoo seemed to just isolated himself from the world. Those beautiful days when we used to go on play dates and sleep over each other's houses were long gone.

Wonbin: uncle Wonwoo...

I greeted him as I placed a bouquet on the grave.

Wonwoo: Wonbin, how are you my child? Have you been busy with your studies?