With each passing hour, Q plotted. He had learned Min's habits—the way he lingered during the early mornings, the momentary softening in his gaze when he'd recount tales of his childhood. It was his chance.
One fateful night, when Min was distracted by a phone call, Q slipped out of the makeshift bedroom. His heart pounded in his chest as he navigated the dimly lit corridors. Terror danced at his heels, but desperation urged him forward.
As he reached the door, a sudden voice stopped him in his tracks. "Q?"
Time froze. Q turned slowly to face Min, who stood several steps behind him, eyes wide and trembling with an emotion Q couldn't quite decipher.
"Please don't go," Min pleaded, desperation lacing his words. "I—I can't let you leave."
"I need to go, Min. This isn't a life for me," Q replied, tears welling in his eyes. "You're not a monster, but I can't stay here."
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[No.59. Bye now.]
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BL ONESHOTS NO.5
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