𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐒 ; 최수빈 ✧ completed

six | unspoken

previously...

Soobin sits back up properly to look at you, "I'm all ears."

"I don't think me and Jaemin will last if I stay here." You confessed, almost in a whisper. You wanted to cry, but you knew your relationship was inevitably going to end. "I love him, but I don't think I can do this long distance thing."

—

Soobin looked at you dumbfounded, he didn't know what to say, "Maybe, I don't know, maybe you can try the long distance thing and see if it works out, and if it doesn't that's okay." He consoles, "At least you can say you tried."

You laugh, "I'm sorry for dumping this on you, this was supposed to be your fun last few days."

Soobin chuckles, "I don't mind, I'm sure it's hard making friends who aren't trying to take advantage of you in Seoul."

You nod, "It is."

—

The last few days were fun, you felt relieved telling someone your feelings about your relationship, and you didn't feel overwhelmed.

It sucked how the moment you came back from Seoul, everyone was leaving. Your boyfriend, your best friend, and even your sister in a few months to attend university at Yonsei.

Maybe it was a better idea to stay in Seoul, but you really did miss home. Even if everyone was leaving.

—

It was Soobin's last day in Ansan, you were at his place helping him pack, while Jaemin was out with your dad, again.

"I can't believe you're leaving so soon." You tell him, folding clothes into his luggages.

"I don't want to leave, I miss being home so much."

You sit down on his bed, "I've been thinking..."

Soobin sits down next to you, "What have you been thinking?"

"I think I should move to Seoul." You suddenly tell him. "I mean, it's not definite, but maybe I can find a job and live in Seoul."

Soobin nods, "I think, you should do what your heart desires."

You laugh, "I don't know what it desires."

"How are you and Jaemin?" Soobin suddenly asks.

You shrug, "We're okay, but it's a little awkward." You confess to Soobin, "I don't know what to do, I just want us to be happy."

"If you're unsure, I think you should stay here." Soobin advises you. "You shouldn't have to move somewhere you didn't really want to be, just to make your relationship work."

"Yeah, but he's an idol, it's not like he can move here." You argue, not rudely, just trying to defend something. Whatever that something was.

"Yeah but honestly Y/n, it seems like you're bending backwards for this relationship, and all he does is argue with what you do for him." Soobin admits.

You stand up from Soobin's bed, "That's not true, I messed up, I basically ditched him this whole vacation so far."

"If you were really happy being with him, would you really have ditched him?" Soobin tells you, standing up as well. "Y/n, I just want you to be happy, and if at any point in time you're unhappy in your relationship, you shouldn't feel the need to stay."

You nod, "I am happy with him, I just missed being here, and you brought out the child in me again."

Soobin laughs, "I could say the same."

"We should get going, otherwise you're going to be late, and the driver has been waiting outside for at least 45 minutes now." You tell him, beginning to haul out some of his luggages and boxes.

Soobin puts the last box into the van and shuts the trunk, you pull the boy into a tight hug, your arms around his neck, and his arms holding your waist tightly, "I'm gonna miss you so much." You mumble into his chest as the two of you hug each other.

Soobin's head rests comfortably at the top of your head, "We'll see each other again soon, I promise."

You didn't want to let go, and quite frankly, neither did Soobin. There was something so comforting yet bittersweet about this hug.

You see Soobin go off and you begin to walk home. It wasn't late, it was quite frankly very early. It was still 11am, and no one was home, not even your sister.

You walk inside and throw yourself on the couch, you felt like something was missing, and you couldn't exactly put a pin on it.

You end up chilling on your phone while laying on the couch, eventually falling to sleep.

—

"Babe," You hear as someone pokes your arm. "Babe, wake up."

You mumble something incoherent and you open your eyes, Jaemin is finally home.

"Jaemin, I think we need to talk." You mumble, tiredly.

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