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minho always said seungmin was like the sun, said he was his sun.
the first time minho said this seungmin laughed at the remark as he to looked up to sky to where the sun stood proudly.
“i’m being serious.” minho frowned, shuffling his body closer to seungmins to rest his head on seungmins shoulder.
“so you think i’m hot?”
minho scoffed, “ i think you’re annoying, and overbearing.” he paused as seungmins head darted to the side and minho could feel him shooting daggers from his eyes, making the corners of minhos lips pull up into a small smile.
“ but only the sun has been this close,” he said “ before i met you the warmth of the sun on my skin was the closest i’ve been to any concept of love.”
seungmin was the sun, burning hot with passion, desire and love, and minho was the moon, alluring, complex and dark.
seungmin was a lover, a dreamer — a hopeless romantic, and as he sits on the railing of his balcony looking up at the night sky, he realises this may have been his downfall.
tonight the moon looked different, she looked lonely and as if she was trying to fall from the sky. sometimes things just want to leave, and seungmin thinks he understands, sometimes love just isn’t enough, and even the people who know it best can’t say why.
tonight seungmin had lost the moon— had lost his moon, he lost minho.
“ i think,” minho started, his eyes looking everywhere but at seungmin. “i think we should break up.” minho wasnt usually timid, but tonight the moon was covered by clouds and he was shaking fists and trembling teeth.
the silence that followed was deafening, the sounds of cars passing the two who stood on the side walk somehow added weight to seungmins shoulders, time was passing, time had passed, he should say something-
“but i love you.” he sounded so pathetic he wanted to laugh. sometimes love just isn’t enough.
minho kept a straight face, just as hard to read as ever, and as he stuffed his hands into his winter coat he said, “and i love you too but,” his words got stuck in his throat as he continued, “but this isn’t working, we aren’t happy, i cant make you happy.”
seungmin wanted nothing more than to disagree, to tell minho that he is happy, and that every moment with him is so beautiful. he wanted to say that the way minho looked at him made him wish he would live forever, that he’s terrified to live in a world without him.
but instead he said nothing. he let the unforgiving silence speak for him, and as minho looked up at seungmin it felt like the world shattered and the sky fell, as his eyes burned cold like the moon.
minho continued to speak but seungmin couldn’t hear anything. he stayed dazed as he felt stars in minhos fingertips one last time as he pulled him into a hug and felt his heavy head resting on his shoulder, faintly hearing the words “ sorry “ and “ i love you “ as minho pulled away, flashing a sincerely apologetic and pained smile as he began to walk away.
as seungmin watched him leave in the middle of the night he suddenly realized it hadn’t been fear of the unknown after all, but rather fear of being alone.
the moon who had controlled all his tides has gone, so now as seungmin sits on the railing of his balcony he cries and cries and cries, drowning in an ocean of tears.
“ no matter how long, i’ll wait. ” seungmin said through broken sobs, looking up into the sky, wiping his tears with the back of his hands. “ will you come to me? ” he asks the moon.
but when dawn came and the tears on seungmins cheeks had dried, he bids goodbye to the moon with a heavy heart. he steps down from the balcony and for a moment he looks back and smiles, for no touch to his heart had been so gentle.