Goodbye hyunsung/minchan

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It's been a week.

Why is he still not happy?

Did Jisung hurt him again?

No Chan.

Don't get involved.

Your only gonna get hurt.

Like your not hurting enough already.

But I miss him.

His warm cuddles.

His squishy stomach.

Man his tummy was to cute.

And fat in a cute way though.

He has the perfect lips.

The softest silkiest hair.

Don't get me started on his black hair.

His delicate singing voice.

He soothing voice.

His wifey instincts.

His motherly moments.

Man everything about him.

My favourite pick up line is

'Hey how you doin'

Why?

Because it's how I asked Minho out.

How I asked him to be my boyfriend.

How I was gonna ask him to marry me.

I guess fate hates me.

I guess god was mad when he planned my destiny.

He gave me the looks.

But that means nothing.

He gave me the brains.

But that means nothing.

He gave me the voice and vocals.

But that means nothing.

Because I am nothing without Minho.

And he is nothing without Jisung.

~BangChan

A/N
I am dead. This is my ghost. Time to jump off a building. yay! 🥰