I'm His⌇kim mingyu

i'm his

"2 YEARS LATER"

730 days, and he has not come back to me. I am healthy and strong. But my heart remains empty and broken. I come to the beach every morning to see the sunrise, but not once have I ever seen him in that beach.

Weird for me, but I don't remember who "he" is. I don't know why I forgot, but my depression seemed to overpower my memories. I still have the necklace. I still remember the beach. And I still miss him. But I don't remember. Why he gave me this necklace. What we did in the beach. And why I miss him this much, that it hurts.

"where did he go? How is he? Is he with another girl and WHO is he?" I like to wonder myself

"or was it all a dream?"

Every night seemed empty and I would always cry myself to sleep. I can't really prove why i actually feel so empty inside, for I don't have any memory with a boy.

730 days. I ask myself why he hasn't come back

730 days. I wonder why he left me

730 days. And I try to remember who my love one was.

It was winter already, and seventeen – my favorite kpop group - had released a new winter album. Tomorrow they are coming to my hometown to perform. And I have never felt so nervous before. I don't know why I'm nervous and not that excited. Usually, seventeen related stuff gets me hyped. But not today. I sensed something, but I didn't know what it was.

The next day, I dressed up neatly and went to seventeen's concert. I am Dokyeom's biggest fan, and honestly, I love him so much. With a banner of Dokyeom in my hand, the concert finally started. And It was beautiful. They were like angels.

Their first song was "Beautiful" and it continued to the unit songs. Hiphop unit came out first and it was amazing. Mingyu came to my side of the stage. But weirdly, I could sense that something was off. As I looked at the stage, mine and Mingyu's eyes met. It felt like first love, he looked at me as I was his everything. His gentle eyes bore into my soul.

It was unbelievable, until all the memories came drowning me.

The beach.

The prom.

The red dress.

The night.

Him. Is. Mingyu.

Memories flashed in my mind and I started to get weak. I started to lose balance and slowly my eyes closed. The last thing I remember was Mingyu stopping the song and jumping down the stage. He came running to my direction and caught me as I fainted. I was in his arm and just knowing that makes me happy and mad at the same time.

I don't remember how I got home, but it was a very short night. Its 5 am and I am walking to 'the beach.' My thoughts are messed up and I can't think clearly.

As I got to the beach, I felt that gravity was pulling me down. I fell on my knees and bursted to tears.

"WHY DID HE LEAVE ME? WHY DID HE FORGET ABOUT ME?" I whimpered.

I took a small stone and used it to cut my arm. At this point my life was a mess. I was hopeless, lost and confused.

I reached up to my neck as blood dripped down and held the necklace tightly. I pulled it off my neck and raised my hand to throw it.

But my hand couldn't move. Someone was holding it; making sure I wasn't able to throw the necklace away.

"let me go!" I whimpered.

"your still very clumsy" The guy said. His voice was low and gentle, actually, he sounded a bit like Mingyu.

But I denied that it sounded like Mingyu's voice, "Nope, that's not Mingyu. I know it. He won't come back."

"and that clumsiness of you brings pain to you," he continued

"Do you know how worried I was when you fainted? Do you know how fast I tried to catch you?" he asked me.

"And who are you?" I replied

"You took on a pale look, as if you'd been painted with white-wash - even your lips were barely there. Then with one step backwards you crumpled like a puppet suddenly released of their strings." The guy mumbled as he started to tear up. The sobs were stifled at first as he attempted to hide his grief, then overcome by the wave of his emotions he would break down entirely, all his defenses washed away in those salty tears.

He turned me around. And as he did that, I looked up to look at his face.

Mingyu. It was him. He's back. But his face was wet, full of tears. It was the saddest face I've ever seen. He was a picture of grief, loss, devastation. It was the face of one who had suffered before and didn't know if he could do it again.

He held my wrist and looked at the scars I made.

"Whether I'm around you or not, you're still like this...I thought by leaving you, you would live a happier and less clumsy life"

"but I was wrong, was I?" he sobered.

"2 years! 2.. why did you leave me that long?"

I released my wrist from his grip and started hitting him on his chest. I too, was crying like a baby.

"You know that the very least thing I want to do is hurt you. You know that," Mingyu answered, "I thought you were miserable dating me, for a fan of mine threw a rock at you and made you UNCONCIOUS"

"Don't leave me! You know how much I hate losing someone; especially if that someone is you. YOU KNOW..."

I couldn't talk. So many tears burst forth like water from a dam, spilling down my face. My chin trembled as if I was a small child. I breathed heavier than I ever had before. I was gasping for air that simply wasn't there. My throat burned forming a silent scream.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry honey" he hugged me. I sobbed into his chest unceasingly, hands clutching at his jacket. He held me in silence, rocking me slowly as my tears soaked his chest.

"I love you. I love you. I love you," he repeated

"It's okay, I'm here now, and I'll never leave your side."

I was there holding onto his jacket as he hugged me. It was a beautiful day.

I was hugging my true love on the beach.

I felt the warmth of my true love.

And that true love of mine is Mingyu.

The night of that day, I walked in the room hand in hand with my true love.

I walked in the first place we met – the prom room. I had my hand on his. He was wearing his red suit and I wore my red dress. As we slowly walked in, I saw the beautiful lights that are hanging on the ceiling. I looked at him and grabbed his shoulder.

"Back where we started" I told him as I stroked his cheeks

He looked at me like I was his everything.

"I'm yours. And your mine." He whispered

His lips brush mine. Not innocently, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. I want to pull away before I lose myself but I can't seem to...In this minty moment, my senses have been seduced and I can no longer think straight. "_____" he whispers slowly, prolonging each letter as if to savor them. I smiled and told myself "I'm his". My heart fluttering at his voice as I clasp my hands on either side of his face. Never before has my name ever felt so wonderful, I smiled as I lean in for another kiss...