Terror | Choi Minho and Song Mino 

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The terror didn’t come when the car struck his side. It didn’t manifest when he went sailing through the air, or when he landed on his back on the pavement. No, it swooped in silently on the wings of ominous black birds as Song Mino thought of all the things that he would miss. His life, to him, seemed so arbitrary in that moment and Onew ran screaming from the other side of the street with Key close behind and the blurry face JinWoo trailed in behind.

The pain was relative. The pain stopped mattering after ten minutes of listening to the loud world come to a screeching halt. Everything stopped and started drifting far away. Her could hear the ambulance and he could hear voices calling at him to hold on. Voices telling him he would be fine; and that Song Mino did not get to die like that

The terror came in his last moments when the words “I love you, please don’t die like this” floated through his deafening ears. Mino would never know how much MinHo loved him, because that was how he ended. Bloody on the street surrounded by onlookers.