Cold.
Description
LuHan was always there; Minseok believed he would always be there.
Believed it until LuHan left for good, without warning, leaving a shattered Minseok in his wake.
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*A/N: Chapters are short but will vary in size. Also, this is being written off of unclear major Xiuhan feels that I've deciced to finally indulge in. Thank you for reading!
Foreword
It's cold.
That's all Minseok can think, all he can acknowledge, as he stares down at the lost words that have been erased by his own tears on a ten-year old letter than he can’t seem to ever throw into the fire he makes every night.
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