2/2
Story of our goodbye
For inspiring me and being positive force in my life
Thank you from my heart!
2/2
I’m sorry that I still think of you, that I still love you
That I won’t be able to completely let you go in the end
X
You said you weren’t jealous of Kang Seungyoon, but you knew the true nature of his feelings towards Mino?
I soon found out about his feelings. It was by pure coincidence. Sometimes fate wants us to open our eyes to the things we aren’t ready to notice.
I went back to the apartment after one of my photoshoots. I was tired, but still awake. I opened a bottle of wine, grabbing an empty wine glass from the cupboard. Lately, alcohol was my only friend. I then the TV to someone being interviewed by a show host.
“We already talked about your love for music, but your fans especially are curious about your first love. Is there someone in your heart?”
I sat down on the floor and rested my head on the sofa, then poured wine into the glass. Why do people even watch shows like this. It’s not like what they say is true. Everything is scripted, but obviously no one cares. The guest of the show that night was one of millions of idols. It seems that there were more idols than there were listeners.
The guest answers, “Yes, I do have someone. It’s been almost two years since we first met.”
I take a drink from the glass. Yeah, love from the first sight and cheesy stuff like that… I’ve heard it thousands of times already.
“How did you both met?”
I took another sip of wine. Something was familiar. I know this guy from somewhere. Just where?
“I was celebrating with my band members in one of the pubs when he went up to the stage and started to perform. I was never this mesmerized while listening to someone before. I couldn’t break free from his voice.”
“So, it was love from the moment you heard his voice?”
I laughed a little. It was so predictable. So cheesy. Still, the guest’s voice was so familiar. This voice, where did I hear it from?
“Yeah, you can say that. After the concert, I went up to him and asked for his name. He didn’t believe me when I said I’m from YG. He thought I was joking or something when I suggested for us to do a song together. Eventually, I got his number.”
His smile was as big as YG’s ego, and that tells something. I have to admit, he was quite handsome, especially his plump lips that looked deliciously y. Not my type, but I get why all the girls in the audience were making noises of excitement.
“It was just an excuse?”
“I really did want to make a song together. It was also the only way to get to know him. It wasn’t the best idea though…”
He stopped to make sure everyone was looking at him. What a drama queen.
“Did he turn out to not be your ideal person?”
“He actually turned out to be exactly that person. And I couldn’t deny it anymore, I was in love. I was falling deeper with every minute we spent together.”
I mentally gagged. I emptied another glassful and started to pour another from the bottle. I needed more alcohol to be able to survive this soap opera.
“You don’t seem happy.”
“I’m not. As amazing as he is, he is out of my reach. He’s in love with someone else. He’s been in a relationship for many years now.”
The whole audience made noises of sadness. Oh God.
“What did you do?”
“Are you asking me if I’m a boyfriend stealer?” He chuckles. “Honestly, I’m a terrible person. I told myself to let go of him, to not call him, to not go out of my ways to only see him…but my heart needed to know if he is alright, if he ate well. Or if he’s wearing warm clothes or getting enough sleep. So I went back to him over and over again, but I kept my distance. I supported him in ways he wouldn’t have known. I would like to stop and let go, but I can’t and that makes me a really terrible person…”
I stopped rolling my eyes. His confession held so much sincerity that it was melting my heart. Or was it the alcohol? Maybe both.
“I don’t think you are. You are just in love. If you could, what would you wish for?”
“Just once…I want him to just once look at me and smile without the look of pain in his eyes. I want to see him happy. I don’t wish for him to love me, but to be happy. If he is happy, then I would be at peace.”
I closed my eyes and like always, there was Mino’s face under my eyelids. He was like a tattoo, a memory that doesn’t want to disappear. So detailed that I easily studied his features – his glowing skin, warm smile…dark eyes with pain painted in them. I could actually relate to the guest on the show. I wanted Mino to be happy as well.
“The person you love, is he not happy in his current relationship?”
“They are facing some obstacles right now. He is in pain. He won’t tell me what is wrong, but I feel like there are thorns in his heart. Love thorns, I wish for them to disappear.”
Love thorns. Say no more.
“You’re quite honest, Kang Seungyoon.”
Upon hearing the name, my hand jerked and hit the wine bottle, tipping it over and staining the fancy white carpeting I sat on.
Seungyoon.
Kang Seungyoon, the one who wrote “Different” with Mino. I quickly unlocked my phone and opened the internet browser, searching for their performance of the song. There were only performances because there was no music video. I watched it and somehow I was scared of what I would see. When it ended, I scrolled down to read the comments.
[1:20 – this is how you look like when you’re in love]
I clicked on the marked time. There it was.
I threw my phone away like white hot warmth burning me.
It was Seungyoon’s stare. A stare I know so well because I had it too.
He was in love.
He is in love with Mino. My Mino. The way he looks at him, the way he sang their song. The interview and his confession…
I can’t breathe.
I can’t think.
I’m scared.
It was just before your first big scandal in Japan.
It was a…misunderstanding that caused the scandal…
Right. It was about that photo when you were…?
Yes. It really was the worst period of my life. Everything was crumbling down. Suddenly, I found myself banned from doing fashion shows, magazines, and advertisements. It was like I was on the blacklist. Everyone was telling me it would last for a short while that it would eventually die off. I had never felt so hopeless before. Everything that I had worked so hard for was taken away from me so easily. It made me realize how everything in this business is temporary. I grew up a lot during that time. After a month, I was tired I knew I needed to end it all. I needed to run away from everything. To hide from this world, and there was no better place than in his arms. One day, I just packed my bags, boarded a plane and went to him.
Like in the movies?
Yeah. I needed Mino. Our love was the only thing I was left with. Or at least that was what I was thinking.
I stop at the front door to his apartment. What am I even doing? Why did I fly all the way back to here? What if he doesn’t want me back? What if he won’t open the door for me? With these thoughts flooding my mind, I finally grew enough courage to ring the bell. It took two rings before he finally opened the door.
After almost two years of not seeing him, my heart stopped for a moment.
Mino still looked amazingly well, if not, even better than I had remembered him. His dark hair was wet so he must have just gotten out of the shower moments ago. Upon seeing me, his eyes widened like he had seen a ghost.
“Surprise.” It was the lamest thing in the world for me to say as an attempt to act cool, but in actuality I was a mess.
Mino was standing still like a stone figure, blinking from time to time, his jaw dropped.
“I’m back.” I tried to make the silence less awkward. I was starting at the floor trying not to break into tears. I was ashamed and broken. I didn’t deserve to be there.
“Taehyun…” He finally spoke his voice slightly cracking. He reached out to gently cup my face in his hands as if he was testing if I was real or not. I could see unspoken questions from the look in his eyes, but I knew I would have no good answers for them.
“I’m so sorry Mino… I should have known sooner. You are my every-” I couldn’t even express what I was feeling so I hoped that the emotion in my eyes would do the justice.
He took my cold hands in his, kissing every finger gently. The warmth of his breath chased away the cold of my fingers. The small gesture made my heart melt.
“I came back to you.”
I smiled through my tears, not sure of what I should do next. Only then, I felt his lips crashing into mine and in no time he had me pressed up against a wall. He struggled to pull off both our clothes while trying not to break the kiss. We made our way into his bedroom and I hopped onto the bed, sitting up against the bed frame. Mino crawled onto the bed as well, his body moving to mine and fingers undoing the buttons on my jeans. He then lower himself and started going down on me. I closed my eyes.
I inhaled deeply.
Finally, I’m back.
Ten exhaled.
I’m home.
Was everything back to as it was before?
At first I tried to not notice the changes, but with every passing day we were more aware of the distance between us. The space between us seemed to be filled with broken glass. Whenever we tried to get closer, we only hurt ourselves more.
I woke up to the smell of pancakes. It was so familiar. After all those years, Mino was still making them. That was the only thing he could cook. I couldn't hide my smile as I sat in the kitchen chair and observed his struggle.
I wandered into his living room that was adjacent to the kitchen. In the light of the day, I finally got a better look at the apartment. Most of it had stayed the same. Still a mess, but slightly less messy than I remembered. There were little odd toys, random doodles and cd’s scattered on the coffee table in the living room. Waiting for him to finish making breakfast, I began to look through his new albums on the shelf where he kept them. Some of them were gifts from me, some I didn’t recognize. Surprisingly, there were some rock bands in his collection.
“Since when did you start listening to rock music?” I asked outloud. I couldn’t even begin to imagine him listening to rock music. Mino was everything but a rock music type of person.
Mino entered the living room and walked the short distance to where I stood in front of his book shelf. “My friend wouldn’t shut up about them, so I ended up buying some. It’s quite good, actually.” He answered with a hesitant smile, taking the albums out of my hands and putting them back on the shelf.
“When I had tried to convince you to get into music genres other than hip-hop, you would shut me up with kisses.”
“Well, I guess I’m more open to new things now.”
I wrapped my hands around his waist and looking up at him.
“Then maybe we should try some new things?” I teased, biting at his lower lip.
“Can’t wait.” He leaned in closer, slowly moving down to kiss my neck. He stops a second later.
“Pancakes!” He suddenly screamed, running off to check the pan on the stovetop. The smell of burned pancakes soon filled the kitchen.
I laughed out loud and fell onto the couch. When I stopped laughing, I remembered what he had said.
“I’m more open to new things now...”
There was an uneasy feeling growing in my stomach and I wasn’t sure why.
It had been a week since I came back to Mino and we were good. We were happy. Almost like when we used to be. After all we went through, we managed to survive. It was good and it would get better. Those were the things I kept repeating in my head.
I told myself those things constantly. Even while I sipped on a cup of coffee in the living room. I should have known better though, convincing myself this is far from feeling what is actually real.
Minho stepped into the room. “I’m going out for few hours.” He says as he pulled on his hoodie. His cologne flooded my senses and the sight of him in tight, dark jeans had my mouth dry. I couldn’t help but my drying lips.
“I’m meeting with Danah. She says she wants to talk, but for sure we will end up buying stuff for her new apartment.”
I sat the mug onto the coffee table and got up from the couch. I smiled as I got closer to him. We both know Danah has two passions - gossiping and shopping.
“I can go with you. I’m sure I have better taste than you.” I cutely pouted while I stuck my hands in the pockets of his jeans. He moved his hips, a sign that he liked the gesture.
“Hey, Nam Taehyun, I have some good taste too.” He tried to sound offended, but we both know he has terrible sense in fashion.
“Your apartment is a mess.”
“You said you like it.” He was outing now and I couldn’t help but peck his lips.
“That’s what boyfriends do.”
“You're my very y boyfriend.” He tried to kiss me, but I took a step back.
“Give me few minutes and I will be ready.”
I’m started to go towards the bedroom but then I felt his hand on my arm.
“Wait, it’s okay. I think you should rest today. It’s not a big deal.”
“It’s for Danah. Besides, we haven’t seen each other in ages. I want to see her.” It was true. I missed her a lot. She is like Mino, both like the sun spreading warmth and bright energy wherever they went.
“Next time, okay?” He was not looking at me and you didn’t need to be much of an observer to know that something was not right.
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“You came back just a week ago. Let’s give it some time.” Mino awkwardly put his hands into the pockets of his hoodie. His soft smile was not reassuring as he wanted it to be.
“Does she not want to see me?” I was trying hard to sound indifferent.
“It’s not like that. Just give her some time. You see, after we parted the last time, I was a mess. I was not okay and she's still…”
Oh. My heart sinks a little.
“She’s still mad at me.” I finished for him
“She needs time to see that we’re good now.” He moved close to me, staring into my eyes. He was always trying to make things right. I sometimes hated him so much for doing that.
“Yeah, I understand. I’ll see you in the evening.”
“Don’t be mad, okay? It’s going to be fine.” Mino kissed my forehead gently.
He was leaving and I smiled like it wasn’t hurting me. I knew I was only fooling myself.
It was late in the night when I was woken up by Mino’s laugh. I slowly opened my eyes and felt the night air filling the room.
“…Oh, don’t you dare.” I heard Mino’s laugh again. He’s on the phone out on the balcony. He probably didn’t to wake me up, but his loud voice was betraying him anyway.
“Hey, I should be the mad one. You haven’t called me for three days.”
I wondered with whom he was talking to. Danah? But he just saw her today. Zico? He visited him yesterday. Who was it then?
“Aish. It’s not like the schedule ever stopped you before…Yeah, yeah. You’re dead if you dare to not call me tomorrow.”
Suddenly, my sleepy state was gone and I was completely awake. They are talking so often that three days makes it a deal?
“How are the States?” Mino asked after a moment. “Are you taking sleeping pills?” His voice was deep and concerned.
I felt cold drops on my neck. What is this?
“Good. Just try not to push it too far.” He lightly kicked at the barrier. He always does this when he is not convinced about something.
…
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
…
“He is with me.”
Suddenly my hearts started beating so fast. It was about me. It’s about us.
…
Mino sighs.
“I don’t know…”
He didn’t know what? Doesn’t know? Was he doubting us? After a second, I asked myself – am I sure about us? And I could not stand the answer trying to form itself. I didn’t know either.
…
“Yeah.”
Another sigh.
…
“By the way, you better buy Danah all those cosmetics she listed. It’s all she is talking about, all the time. If you don’t buy them, never come back.” He laughs.
…
“Oh, you already did. That’s what you can expect from leader Kang.” Mino teased and I froze on the spot.
It was Seungyoon on the other side.
“Hey, I’m not a forgetful . I’m using those stickers you bought. Now I remember just about everything perfectly.”
…
“THAT WAS ONLY ONE TIME! I’m hanging up, you’re no fun.” He threatened playfully.
…
He laughed again.
“I’m serious. See you soon.”
I went back to the bedroom as soon as Mino ended the call.
Mino came back to bed and hugged me from behind. I was still awake, listening to his slow, deep breathing. I tighten the grip of his hands on my chest, hoping it will somehow bring us closer. Closer because I felt like that call that lasted a few minutes was somehow more intimate than us sharing a bed.
We’re fine.
We just needed time. With those thoughts I fell asleep in his arms.
I tried to act like the one phone call didn’t change things. However, it made me notice all of the small things that screamed Seungyoon taking presence in Mino’s life. It started with those stickers. They were all over the fridge door. Mino was known to be forgetful and I was the one who always took care of cleaning the messes he made. Well, obviously not anymore. I went out to buy a magnetic board.
“What is this?” Mino shockingly asked while looking at the fridge.
“It’s more practical.” I cut shortly. “You don’t need these stickers.” I was about to throw them away, but his hand stopped mine.
“Why are throwing them away. I can still use them.”
“I don’t like them.” I stared at him sharply. The stickers were not the problem and we both knew that.
“Fine, if you like them so much, you can keep them.” I threw them at him. I knew I was acting childishly and it annoyed me even more.
“I don’t.” He shook his head and threw the stickers away himself. “Happy?”
“Are you?”
Mino was not answering, just stared at me trying to read my mind. Well good luck, it’s a big mess. He opened his arms and pulled me into a hug.
There was silence falling around us. We hug, we kiss, we make our physical contact to repair what has been broken between the two of us. It works for a moment, but it can’t fix this suffocating silence. It feels like we are in labyrinth of unspoken words. Avoiding the worst, but still trapped.
We don’t talk about his family because they hate me, my modeling career. It only annoys him and breaks me. I don’t ask about his new album since it contains songs written from the time I was not with him. We are not talking about the past because when compared to now, there is something missing. Lastly, we are not talking about Seungyoon. But even when we are not talking about him, his presence is still there at the back of my mind. I can throw away all the presents he give Mino, but I can’t throw get him out of Mino’s life. And I can’t throw away all of the times Seungyoon was there for Mino when I was not. I can’t heal any of the wounds we share so I choose to stay in the silence.
You had that little world to share. However you got another proposition…
Yet again, I had a choice to stay or to go.
We were standing again in the bedroom. It was like the last time. And just like last time, we were already shouting.
“. You only came back to leave me again. , Taehyun. I should have known.”
Mino was kicking at clothes on the floor.
“We can make it.” I tried.
“Make what? There is no ‘us’ now.”
“What do you mean?”
My voice came out colder than I wanted it to.
“It’s been 5 years already. We barely saw each other. Then you came back, but all I could think of was when would you leave me again.”
Mino shared while rubbing at his eyes with the palms of his hands.
“We are climbing to the top…” I started with small voice. It was our dream. It was our life.
“Stop this nonsense. You’re so obsessed with being on the top, but what’s the point of meeting at the top if it seems like were are climbing two different mountains.”
His chest was moving up and down from the way he was breathing heavily.
“Come with me.” I asked after a moment. “And If you don’t want to, I can earn enough money for us to travel back and forth. This time it can be different.”
He sat down on the bed, inviting me to do the same.
“Let me be the one to say it.” Mino sighed. “It won’t work. We are not working. I know you feel the same. Since you came, I felt as if I was walking on the broken glass of something we once had. I tried to convince myself that I was happy, that I can make you happy…” He stops, tears forming in his eyes, then continues.
“But I can’t make you happy. And even when I’m trying to do so, it only hurts.” He points at his chest. “I’ve had enough of this. I’ve had enough of missing you. For feeling guilty about everything, waiting for things to go back to normal when there is no possibility. I have had enough of this, Taehyun. I don’t know if I can live without you, but it’s time for me to try. The same is for you.”
I felt tears slowly falling down my cheeks.
“Mino…please let me go this one last time. Wait for me. I will come back to you, I promise.”
I didn’t want us to end. Please. Don’t leave me.
“The thing is, I don’t believe in your promises anymore.” He said as he stood up.
“I love you.” I reached out to grab his hand, to make him stay.
“And maybe that’s the worst part.” He gently pries my hand away.
I observed as he turned around, oceans of sadness in his eyes. He silently left the apartment and I knew that it was over. It was our last time as lovers.
You broke up. What you did later?
I made many stupid decisions. After our breakup, I felt so empty it was eating me alive. I so desperately wanted to feel loved, I was clinging to any imitation of it. I even made my relationship with one of the designers public.
How did Mino react to this?
Oh, about that…
I looked at my phone. I knew it would come as fast as the article about my dating was published.
“Yes?” I answered eventually.
“It’s me.” He sounds drunk. I know his slightly different voice when he is wasted. “Is it true? About you and that guy…is it true?”
I swallowed hard.
“Yes. It’s true. I’ve been meeting him for some time now.”
He was not responding but I could hear something heavy crashes in the background.
“Mino…”
“Don’t.” He interrupted me. “Let it stop.” His voice was rough and low, almost growling. His sharp breathing made me shiver.
“Tell my heart to stop loving you” He whispered helplessly.
There was a long silence between us. I couldn't do it. But I also couldn't make him forever be trapped in the past. He said so himself that we need to move on. Maybe then, we will find each other again.
“Please, stop.”
Tears started to flow from my eyes. The rain in my heart transformed into a hurricane of pain. Slowly, I fell onto the floor. I could hear his crying as he could mine.
And then the scandal with Mino and his lyrics exploded.
It was so bad. The public was burning him on stake. It was witch hunt and he had no one to support him. I was terrified. It all seemed like a never ending nightmare. I wanted to call him badly, I really did. However, every time I picked up my phone to dial his number, I couldn’t find the words to talk to him. A few days after the first article of the scandal was published, I saw a transmission from the music awards. Mino was absent due to the controversies. All reporters were asking celebrities about his case and each one of them judged him so hard. Until Seungyoon, of course. Even though he was still new in the industry, and his band was still considered rookies, he openly supported Mino. Everyone’s heart was taken by his honest confession. I had never wanted to be someone as much as I wanted to be Seungyoon in that moment. What I was thinking as I watched him – it should have been me. That was all I was thinking then.
There were lots of articles about his statement.
[+3475, -293] He really said that. I got goosebumps. He truly understands Mino’s situation. How good of a friend he is.
[+1278, -324] He is something else. His courage and support for Mino, I expected nothing more from him. Both losers.
[+879, -32] The balls he has. This really required lots of courage.
[+234, -78] What a cheap melodrama.
[+23, -8] Minyoon is alive.
It seems like you were jealous about him, but you already moved on?
The funny thing about love is that you can’t make it stop when you want it to. The more I wanted to move on, more I missed Mino. No one was as good as him and seeing only shadows and similarities of him in others made me even more miserable. I remember Mino saying that loving him was the worst for me. And as I thought about it, I finally understood what he meant. I might have abandoned him for my dreams, but my heart only knows how to love him. And with the passing time, I learned how I should love him.
It was now a habit for me to check the press every free moment I had. All the magazines talked about was Mino and Seungyoon. It started slowly from their duet, to the speech on the award show. It was followed by spotting them together at art galleries, restaurants, even karaoke bars. They never held hands or did anything that would question their relationship as ‘friends’ as it was known to the public, but they also did nothing to deny their growing attraction for each other.
Winner’s Seungyoon states his ideal type is Song Minho
Singer Seungyoon spotted waiting outside of the concert venue for Mino on the coldest night this year
Song Mino puts his coat around Seungyoon
Rapper Song Mino and singer Seungyoon sharing their clothes?
Song Mino and Seungyoon not denying their dating scandal
[+3456, -345] What scandal. They’ve been like this for ages now. If it’s not love, I don’t know what is.
[+2100, -87] Say you didn’t see that coming. They have been in love for such a long time. Remember their first duet together. I knew it since then.
[+1890, -78] What do they think they’re doing. It’s clear as the day that they are dating. Everyone knows.
[+678, -89] Another celebrity couple that will break up after few months. Gosh.
[+224, -34 ] Minyoon is love.
Did you meet again? You and Mino, in the park as you once promised?
Yes. We did. On that day, the 16th of July.
After all this time, it was a sentimental journey. I decided this year on the 16th of July, I should be there. I should go to that park. I was finally chosen as the number one model in fashion magazine rankings. I was on the top. I got what I worked so hard for. I slowly walked in the alleys to the fountain. Nothing had changed here. For all those years, everything stayed the same. I could hear echoes of our laughter that one time when we were running in the rain. He clumsily fell onto the ground, rain droplets all over your face. He looked so beautiful. He caught my stare, and as scared as he was, he reached for my face and kissed me. Our first kiss. Under the falling rain. The roses were in full bloom at that time and their sweet scent mixed with your warm breath on my cheek.
I love you.
It still sounds the same, but the meaning is so different.
“Taehyun?”
I must be dreaming. It couldn’t be. I slowly turned around.
He was standing there, wearing a white jacket that contrasted to my mine black coat. Always opposite. Always separate.
“Mino?”
“We actually fulfilled our promise.” He smiled at me and I felt the emptiness of my heart slowly filling with hope.
“You remembered it, after all those years?” I asked as we took a seat on the bench. I tried to ignore the closeness of his hand. I could almost feel it’s welcoming warmth.
“How could I forget.” He turned his face toward mine. “You did so well, Taehyun.” He smiled proudly. All the past regrets were no longer in his eyes. They were sparkling again. Just as I remembered many years ago.
“Who would have known that the pink-haired kid in a worn out sweater would become number one.” Mino teased.
“Hey, you still remember that disaster?” I lightly elbowed him. It was the worst color I ever dyed my hair. I was in my rebel period and wanted the whole world to know it.
“It was the first day you moved into our neighborhood.” He continued, staring off at the horizon, memories clouding his sight.
“I was so ugly back then.” I pouted.
“You know the first thing I thought when I first saw you?” He asked, tilting his head toward me.
I shook my head and looked at the ground.
“I thought you were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my whole life...”
I felt my cheeks blushing. It was stupid because he complimented me so many times before when we were together, but now I was blushing just like the first time when he touched my hand when we walked home together after school.
It started to rain again, the first drops landing on our faces that are only inches from each other’s.
One raindrop landed on his long eyelashes. He was beautiful. My heart wanted to jump out and reach touch his. I’m in love. All over again, I will always fall in love with you. Mino. I know I will, even if it hurts so badly.
“And out of my reach.” Mino finished his thought. He closed his eyes, letting the raindrop fall onto his cheek like a unwanted tear. “Ah, I’m so dramatic.” He brushes off the raindrop. “It was a good time.”
“Yes.” I slowly nodded. “It was good.”
We were good.
“I heard you came back to Korea.” Mino's wet hair slightly covered his eyes. I stopped the urge to brush the strands out of the way.
“Yes, I live not far from here. But you moved away?”
I didn't need his answer, I already knew it.
“Yeah. I like living near the ocean.”
In Busan. I knew.
A short silence filled with falling rain passed. I asked him.
“Are you happy?”
He hesitated for a moment as if to judge his feelings to give me honest answer. My fists closed in anticipation.
“I am.”
He answered and my heart stopped for a moment.
“And you?”
I took a deep breath. For once, I wouldn't be selfish with him. I wouldn’t cause him any more pain.
“Me too. I’m happy, too.” I answered with a warm smile, one that he once gave me. He nodded, satisfied with my lie.
“Mino?” A familiar voice is called his name from afar. I saw how Mino raised his gaze and the way his lips formed a big foolish smile he probably didn’t even notice he had.
“It’s raining!” Seungyoon shouted. “You forgot your umbrella, you fool.” For a second, I met with Seungyoon’s eyes. They were warm even though they were worried. He tried to act angry, but the smile on his lips betrays him. They were together for many years and they were still so in love.
“I need to go.” Mino told me as he patted at my shoulder. “It was nice seeing you again.”
“Yeah. It was nice…”
I observed him as he ran toward Seungyoon. They quickly welcomed each other with a kiss under Seungyoon’s umbrella.
Now it’s you who is out of my reach. I can only admit I love you to the corner of my heart. I need to put up my smile like a mask so you will never know that I never moved on. I need to learn, again and again, to be happy seeing you happy. And when you are not listening, I can whisper “You’re the one I love most in my life.”
It should be the story of our love, but now it’s just a story of our goodbye.
I’ll smile so you won’t figure out my heart completely
Because I won’t be able to give you this heart in the end
Let me love you just for one more day – this is the lie I say again
But when I see you, I forget about it as I give you a smile
And I fall in love with you again
Thank you for reading.
There's going to be extra chapter from Seungyoon's pov - pls look forward for it to warm your heart!
I tried to do the justice to the story.
Please leave your thoughts in the comments.
I'm sorry to those who wanted happy ending...
Hope the ending of the story was somehow expected as the events went on.
Update by liakyujin: part 2 edited and revised
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