- " 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝?"
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in which both minho and chan want to find each other again, but can't seem to.
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- FIND U AGAIN -
⎣TEARS wouldn't stop cascading down minho's face and onto his pastel blue hoodie, the salty liquid staining it like blood. he tugged hard at the sleeves to pull them over his tiny fingers, desperate for some sort of comfort out of all the havoc surrounding his hazed brain. it was all too much for him and he knew it, but he couldn't do anything. he was scared. so scared. it felt like time had frozen over, along with the shattering pieces of his heart that had once been warm and whole.
"it's over, min, we're over."
chan didn't want to look at him, but he couldn't stop his eyes from flickering every so often back and forth from minho's tear-stained cheeks to the dry, cracked wall. chan did want to hold him closer than ever before, tenderly kiss his pretty little head, and dream with him. but he couldn't. he also couldn't be there tomorrow morning when minho woke up to hug him from behind while gently caressing his arms and back, ever so often placing a soft, chaste kiss on minho's shoulders. he couldn't get up while minho slept more to make him some pancakes with peanut butter and syrup, drawing a cute little smiley face on the sweet bread, and some coffee. he couldn't hold him tight and close when they watched a scary movie that chan knew minho couldn't stand anymore. and he definitely couldn't make love to him and hear his sweet little whimpers begging for chan. chan knew all of this.
"w-what? i-i-....chan wh-what?" minho choked out.
minho felt like his feet were glued to the floor. his airways seemed to start blocking up, causing him to breathe faster and more unevenly than before. the tears running down his face seemed endless, and now he knew they wouldn't stop anytime soon. he couldn't feel or see the way his whole body shook as he was racked with sobs. he didn't understand. he couldn't understand. he didn't want to understand. just what did minho do wrong?
"cha-no-christopher, w-why?" minho could barely even whimper out his words anymore he was so genuinely confused and tired. he tried to wrap his head around everything, but ended up almost falling over with how dizzy and weak he had gotten over the past 15 minutes.
"don't, don't look at me like that, sweets, please," chan muttered just barely above a whisper. chan was trying his absolute hardest now to try and not let the tears that we're hiding in his tear ducts trickle down to were minho would easily notice them.
"please don't make this harder for me kitten, it-it isn't you, i just-i can't be apart of our lives the way you want me to be right now."
minho had enough and couldn't stop his knees from finally bucking from underneath of him. defeatedly, minho sunk into the hardness of the floor that seemed more welcoming than anything else at the moment. his whole body curled in on him, his body now resting in the fetal position while he still sobbed into his hands that seemed to shake rapidly.
chan finally released his tears feeling his heart break all over again, being able to do nothing to help himself or minho. he simply turned towards the door to his and minho's apartment, taking small baby steps towards the exit. no matter how tiny and gentle his footsteps were, to chan it felt like there were 20 pound weights in each shoe, weighing him down more than his heavy heart. chan slowly turned his head over his shoulder one last time, this time glancing bravely at minho's broken, beautiful face. before stating one simple line neither would forget for a very long time,
"i will find you again, minho, i promise."
and just like that, both had lost everything.
◯⚬▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁⚬◯ ⎣ ⎣ ⎣ i like bottom minho as you all can tell heh
