It Wasn't Your Fault

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A/N Sooooo.... I randomly drafted a floor plan of Minho's apartment according to how I imagined it. Idk if anyone's actually interested in that buuuut. Here it is:

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(Also, I've had one of Chan's house for a long time if anyone wants to see that

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February 2032

Jeongin walked into the apartment after finishing work a little bit early.

"Hyung, I'm home!" He called.

There was no answer. Strange. Usually, if Minho wasn't home, Mirae was at least. She always got off early on Friday.

He went to look around the house.

He knocked on their bedroom door.
Suddenly, Mirae opened it.

She stood there with tears in her eyes, clutching her phone nervously.

"Oh! You're here!" She said, pretending to be happy.

"Noona, what's wrong?" Jeongin asked.

"What do you mean?" She asked, playing dumb.

"You look as scared as Bean does when hyung bathes him." Jeongin said.

She tried to laugh a bit at the comparison, but suddenly, there was a loud bang on the door.

They both turned to look toward the sound. Jeongin was becoming fearful now.

"Did you lock the door?!" Mirae asked in a whispered panic.

"No. I didn't know if you were home or not!" Jeongin whispered back. "Noona, why are we whispering?!" He asked anxiously.

He looked at Mirae, and her eyes completely glazed over.

They both heard the front door push open violently... They both stood frozen.

Then came a man's voice, one Jeongin had never heard.

"YAH! EODDIYA?!" (HEY! Where are you?!)

"Who is THAT?!" Jeongin whispered.

Mirae didn't respond. She didn't move. It was as if she turned to ice.

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