I'll still love you - Minho

7

*Y/N POV*

The vibrations on my phone startled me and I went to turn it off. Just as I was about to, I noticed messages from Minho.

Seeing that name ached me a little, but at the same time I yearned for him in times like this.

I admit I am still mad, but my feelings for him are still there.

I click the message to open it.

Hey y/n, I'm really sorry
about yesterday. Can we
meet up today by the park?

when?

In an hour

K

I hated how blunt I was, but I'm still hurt from yesterday. We've had little bickers before that easily resolved itself, but nothing like this.

I dreaded I thinking about what he might say. Thoughts swirled in my mind, and my pessimistic ass always think the negative things.

I couldn't help but scroll up and look at the previous messages, they were full of hearts and flirtatious jokes. Seeing that made me miss him so much more.

Within the hour, I threw on some casual clothes and slapped on some makeup to conceal the puffiness from the crying.

The hour went by quicker than expected and I began to make my way to the park.

As I was getting closer, I saw a recognizable figure in the distance. I couldn't tell if it was him or not but the figure grew more familiar.

He sensed me walking and he turned his face to me, unintentionally locking eyes with me.

I clutched my bag and breathed in deeply, mentally preparing myself. I didn't know how this was gonna end and I prayed for the best.

When I stopped in front of him, I looked at him and noticed that he looked uneasy.

"What did you want to say?" Breaking the silence, I spoke.