Hours after Minyoung and Luhan's heated argument, she had decided that it was time to head on back home. At first, it didn't seem like a bad idea to go to him, but after a while, she came to the conclusion that her being around him was bad for the both of them. She was in the midst of packing her things and preparing to leave, when Luhan had come out of the bedroom, to meet her downstairs to say goodbye.
"Hey. Did you sleep well?"
"I slept by the toilet."
Luhan laughed and brushed his hair out of his eyes. "Damn. That must've sucked for you."
"You're pitiful."
"You were the one acting like you were sick last night. Expecting me to help you after that crap you pulled last week?" Minyoung continued to stuff things in her suitcase and in little plastic bags. Luhan saw the disc he had given her with the song he wrote for her on it.
"Here's that terrible ass song that you claimed you wrote for me. I don't want any reminders of you."
She tossed it on the floor and watched it land on his foot. He observed it but saw no point in picking it up. He kicked it a little further away from him and put his hand on Minyoung's shoulder. "You know, I'm not gonna miss you, right?"
"Sure, but I won't miss you either."
She finished packing her things and headed towards the door, feeling like she had just downed a whole five cases of soju.
Luhan watched the girl stumble to the door, rolling his eyes and easing into the kitchen to make himself some food.
"You're not gonna say bye? A-asshole?"
She heard him mumble something in English but she couldn't quite make it out. It didn't matter much to Minyoung the way she finally got to open the door and leave, with nothing else to say.
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A month after Minyoung left China, she had been going to see her doctor for weekly checkups to find out what was wrong. She was wondering why she always felt lightheaded and shaky, even if she had eaten and gotten plenty of rest.
She thought she was pregnant, considering how many times she'd done IT in the past two months.
One day, Minyoung chose to surprise her doctor. She had been coming to him looking terribly weak. Her eyes were usually red, it took her longer to move around, and she wanted to make him at least think that she felt somewhat better.
"Doc! I'm here!"
"Ah, Minnie. You're here and you look extraordinary! What's with the style change?"
"I feel... I feel great."
"Are you sure?"
Minyoung nodded at the worried doctor and told him to get on with the examination.
About ten minutes after breaking down in front of the Doctor, he took the time to thoroughly examine her.
"Are you happy, Minyoung?"
If she was happy about what she had just found out, she wasn't showing her excitement well.
Arriving back home, she got back home and sank down into a pool of sadness in her bedroom.
"Fuck. I'm so fucking irresponsible." Minyoung kicked the sheets off her bed and laid there on her side, staring at the dark blue walls in front of her.
