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People have limits, taemin-ah.

It started out pretty peacefully, with an innocent request.

My head was nuzzled in the crook of your neck, your scent invaded my nostrils. The tv was on right in front of us, but that didn't matter.

But then the phone rang. Loudly.

The sound was starting to get in my nerves for a while now - we couldn't spend even two hours together without it interrupting my temporary happiness.

Who would've thought the tables would turn. I'd be the one getting all those calls in no time.

Your hand that was holding mine was quick to react, but this time, I was too. I squeezed your hand tightly.

"Don't pick it up." I mumbled, opening my eyes slowly.

"What are you saying," your hand left mine quickly and you stood up.

You answered the call.

When you came back to get your jacket you said what you'd always say. "I'll be right back."

"No." I guess you weren't shocked at my reaction, but you were willing to listen since you stopped on your tracks. "You won't be. Why do you have to lie?"

When I came back to myself, I had blurted out every question I had in my mind, and my tears had to join the party.

You kept so peaceful. How?

How were you able to just turn around and leave so casually after that?