Stray Kids Imagines

Minho ｢Blind｣

Requested [ @j_one_enthusiast ]

The harsh swaying of the tress outside and the shadows dancing on your wall, emphasize the loneliness of the night.

It's 4 am but you can't seem to find comfort in your bed. Even if you're in the arms of the person you love. His hands wrap around your frame and from anyone else's prospective, its seems like just a loving couple sleeping together but behind the light snores is a person who's heart is no longer yours.

The nights always play out the same. You would stay up late, waiting for Minho's return home but never bothers to tell you if he's going to be staying out later than usual.

His side of the bed remains empty until 1 am, when he finally decides to come back home you're laying in bed pretending to be asleep. Sometimes you wonder if he just chooses to ignore your quiet whimpers or just can't hear them. You'd be lying to yourself if you said you didn't cry louder than usual sometimes just to get him to ask you what's wrong but he just doesn't seem to care anymore.

The beginning of your relationship was everything you ever wanted. You both started off a just classmates and grew into nothing more until you were assigned a project. Surprisingly, math brought you two closer and found out so much about each other than learning about polynomials.

He would gift you many things out of nowhere and for no reason other than he thought of you when he saw that shimmering necklace or the soft plushie he got from the mall. His actions were always so playful and caring. If you came home from school tired and irritated, he knew better than to make a ruckus and would comfort you or give you massages that would ease the stress away but his hands don't touch with the same love they used to do. Before, he would play around and was always the reason behind your smile but now it's been a while since he has even shown of hint of gladness

Tonight, you begged him to hold you one last time. The choked words of I miss you came out your mouth but heard nothing in return from him. You silently cried after you were sure he was asleep.

You can't help but think you no longer belong to him and that he is no longer yours. There are so many things screaming at you that it's over but you refuse to accept the truth. Even if he rarely even speaks to you or tells you about everything that's happened to him, like he used to do.

Now it's an empty home with little to no speaking and with the frequent sound of water running through the pipes in the wall and the jingle of the keys, locking the front door. Within seconds of waking up, he would be gone, without a trace.

Even a simple note saying where he's gone off to would be enough but not a single thing looks touched in your home. His scent is the only thing left but besides that, it's as if you live alone.

While he's gone to who knows where, you stay at home and patiently wait for the day he comes home and acknowledges you but your faith is slowly decreasing, although it remains high. You refuse to believe that he's within another girl. Even if his clothes sometimes has the smear of a pink shade of lipstick you don't own or the constant buzzing of his phone, you won't face the truth.

It's the only logical explanation as to why things are the way they are now. He just doesn't feel it anymore but why hasn't he said anything? Why hasn't he packed up and left or said the most dreadful words that can be told in a relationship, I don't love you anymore.

You grasp onto the tiny bit of hope that there is more than to what meets the eye and he'll turn back to the old person he was but it's just turn out to be useless at the end.

Within time, the atmosphere in you home began to shift. Not only was there loneliness and denial, but fear and discomfort were also evident. From time to time, the eerie silence in the house will get to you and the memories of Minho's touch would arise and your world would collapse. The lingering sensations of his fingers tracing your skin would bring tears to the rim of eyes and you'd give anything to see his warm smile again.