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november 8 | 11:18 am
If he hadn't slept at three in morning scrolling half of the hour on his phone looking through his old photo albums he had of his ex girlfriend, and then the next hour looking at his friend's photos, he wouldn't have reached the point where he'd seen a photo of Jisung wearing an old school uniform that looked quite very much recognizable.
If he wouldn't have reached to that point, he'd also wouldn't have gone to visit his mom's house. Which, was a good thing, what he did last night.
It was time to see his mom. With his active life and the difficult time he was having at the moment, he probably was purposely avoiding his mom just so she wouldn't have to worry about the things happening to him now. He always knew how worry she got even with the littlest of things.
Now imagine if she found out about his long time girlfriend cheating on him?
Minho didn't like to worry people, much less his own mom. Which was sorta the point for the lost communication lately.
He walked to the front of gate, the lawn of his childhood home makes him recall all the fun moments he had running around with his old childhood friends. Some he remembered, but others he poorly memorized.
He knocked on the door and waited for his mom to open the door. When she did, she instantly melted at the sight of her son. "Aw, baby," she says, letting herself be meet with Minho's body.
Minho smiled softly, embraced his mom back before she pulled away to look at him once more. "Have you eaten already?" she asked.
Minho shook his head, feeling a sense of comfort at his mother's words, knowing her already. "Nope. You have something ready for me, don't you?" He carefully teased.
His mom rolled her eyes back and in a playful manner threw a hand on her son's chest. "It's been a while. How have you been?" she asks as she leads them inside the somewhat old small house.
Minho shrugged, "Good! Don't you worry, I'm doing a fantastic job taking care of myself, okay mom?"
"Oh yeah? How's everything at school then?" she gestured for Minho to take a seat as she poured the hot water that was boiling to a mug already placed in front of Minho.
"You can say I'm the school role model over there," Minho proudly said, taking the warm tea cup into his hands and taking a quick sip before placing it back down. "Grades are averagely good, and I'm getting enough socializing for you not to worry if I'm eating alone," he reassured.
"Girlfriend? How's everything with her?" Minho completely flinches, despite knowing that question was somehow going to cut through their conversation, but still, the mention of her...Of talking about her with his mom, mades him linger with a disturbing uncomfortable-ness. "Ah, she's...She's doing great. We're still holding onto each other these days..."
