This drabble came out rush and I want to apologize for the lame plot. I don't know why did I do this 😢😢😭

Please enjoy!

From left: Mungsoo's

From right: Sungyeol's

Connected
(Angst)
 

Are we really connected?
Or is it me who feels that way?
Answer me please!
Please!
Jebal Lee Sungyeol. My Lee Sungyeol!

I've been running for a good thirty minutes already. Not minding my legs' constant pain.

I want it.

I want it free my mind from all the things and problems that I'm facing right now.

Where are you?

Where did you go?

I stopped at this very cozy cafe where I remember that Sungyeol always come to, to order his favorite Americano. Saying that the taste here is unique and has a very special feeling when you drink it.

I smiled. A forced one. I pity myself and I just want him to come back to my arms where his warmth is very needed.

Especially now.

Happy birthday to me.

Are you okay?

When will you come back?

Why did you leave me alone Sungyeol? Did you get tired of me all of a sudden? I can change for you. I really can.

Let me know where you are and I'll come to you.

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I've been like this for a year already and to be honest, nothing has changed. Except for the fact that I stopped looking for him physically.

But I'm still wishing that s