those eyes || Kim Mingyu
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"Sometimes, it takes losing everything to find the one person who makes you whole again."
Mingyu woke up in a hospital bed, haunted by the weight of a shattered past and consumed by an unbearable emptiness. Life had lost its meaning, and the thought of moving forward seemed impossible. But just when he had resigned himself to the void, a stranger entered his life-a person with a light so radiant that it pierced through the darkness he had wrapped himself in.
Through gentle words and unwavering presence, they slowly helped Mingyu piece himself back together. They taught him to smile again, to hope again, and, most importantly, to love again.
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Re-Start
The first time Mingyu saw him was when he was walking home from the last day of school, a day before his winter break, to be precise. It was as if he was looking in the mirror. Stone-cold eyes that looked like he was dead on the inside, a moving shell with no soul attached, an invisible wall around him that closed himself away from other people. Mingyu knows those eyes for they were akin to his. Perhaps that is why the image of the man never left his mind, even after several seasons have passed. Somewhere, out there, there is a person who is as broken as he is, the thought makes him less lonely. Yet, the day when the very man comes to look for him again, he appears with a smile, bringing the first hint of spring's warmth with him. One of his hands is stretched, waiting for Mingyu to reach it and engulf it in a foreign sense of tenderness. Mingyu almost failed to recognize him, because the man no longer reminded him of the dreary, cold winter night. He is but a radiant, lukewarm spring. With a voice so gentle, almost wary, he speaks; "Hello, Mingyu. Would you like to come home with me?"Zakończone
Mingyu's breath brushes against Seungcheol's cheeks, a soft whisper in the cool air. "No way," he murmurs, his eyes alight with an intensity that makes Seungcheol's heart race. "Holy shit, I love you." Time seems to freeze for Seungcheol as he instinctively pulls back, a rush of uncertainty flooding him. "You don't know me," he replies, his voice trembling slightly. He avoids Mingyu's gaze, focusing on anything but those earnest eyes. "I'm very unlovable." The words tumble out, laced with a hollow laugh that feels more like a shield than a joke. But Mingyu doesn't share his amusement. He blinks slowly, his gaze unwavering, wide, and innocent like a sleepy owl peering from the pages of a storybook. It's captivating, and Seungcheol feels the warmth of that stare even as he looks away, trying to shield himself from the truth in Mingyu's eyes. "No, I'm an excellent judge of character," Mingyu insists, his voice steady. "I love you." The declaration hangs in the air, a sweet echo that pulls at Seungcheol's heart. OR A mincheol fic where their love story begins in the fall when the world outside is shedding its vibrant hues leaves drifting down like forgotten dreams. In this fragile season, they discover a love that blooms slowly, sweetly-sticky like warmed honey, rich and comforting, defying the chill around them.
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