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51 - MINHO - Try again (request)

A/n: please play the song 'Know me too well - New hope club and danna Paola'. Happy reading!

You as: Jung Eunha
Genre: sad × fluff

Author's POV
The car engine roared to life when Minho glumly twisted the key, a sigh escaping his lungs when Eunha followed him slumping into the passenger seat.

Nothing could explain how heart broken she was after today, how she wished the ground could swallow her any moment so that this horrendous test just ends, as well as her pain.
But Eunha wasn't the type to fret for so long, she would always cloak her miseries with the most spurious smile ever, just so that the other person doesn't suffer even if she's having it the hard way. She was stronger.

However, Minho wasn't the same. If he were upset, he would always show it. It was something that came naturally to him and he wasn't to be blamed for the silence enveloping the air they were breathing.

"Why are you so...quiet?" Eunha cleared her throat before asking the guy who had his eyes stuck on the gravelled road.

Minho pressed his eyes shut before opening them to dry out the tears he had been hiding.

He observed silence and only shook his head frantically while beaming a fake grin. His lashes were twinkling with the residual tears and Eunha instantly knew.

"Hey..."she urged him softly while stroking his arm. "We're gonna try again. Don't lose hope, okay?"

She forced a weak smile on her lips as Minho looked back at her and exhaled a long breath, slowly nodding right after.

Eunha's gaze hovered back to the window and she let the cool air brush against her skin to ease the chaos burning inside of her, none of which was enough to soothe her mind after the miscarriage.

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When they reached home, Eunha went to the kitchen to have something to eat since she stress ate a lot along with sleeping.
Minho was the opposite when it came to appetite as well as sleep. Both features he was deprived of.

Eunha wandered to the fridge and found some strawberry milk alongside chicken nuggets. She tucked the food in the microwave and waited till the timer rung.
In isolation, she sat across the dining table and chucked every piece one by one, chasing it down with strawberry milk directly from the carton. She just savoured the taste without having to think about anything else, eating relaxed her somehow, even though she wasn't fat or chubby.

After placing her dishes in the sink, she went to her shared bedroom where her gaze landed on Minho, whose back was facing her.

'stay strong, Eunha' her mind told her as she hysterically put on a smile.

She made her way onto the bed mattress and snaked an arm across his stomach, pulling herself closer to him she inhaled his strong cologne scent while closing her eyes. Her ears however, witnessed light sniffles emerging from his side.

"Minho?" She whispered and sat up, worried.

The sniffles grew louder as his breath hitched and he began crying a little, that was something that broke her more. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"What's wrong, baby?" Eunha asked very soothingly, attempting to grasp his attention.

"Why?" He cried even more while snuggling his face into the pillow, he wasn't someone who'd break so easily, not when he had to stay strong for her. His ears went red due to the impact and he was shuddering while weeping in a way that anyone who'd see him would break into tears.