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I will wait for you
Min kept replaying his last conversation with his friend. Hyunjin was scheduled to travel over seas for a work project. For the first time in years they were going to be away from eachother. Since childhood they have been conected at the hip, not leaving the others side, submerged in their little world. They managed to maintain a very healthy friendship.
They shared the same interests, liked the same things, spent time together without getting bored of one another. Had millions of things to talk about even though they talked about everything all the time.
But this time was different, this time the words couldn't go past Minho's lips, Hyunjin was basically scraping his tongue to get them out.
H: Hey, hey.. -he looked at him with concern-
H: Is fine Min, I promisse, I'll be back before you know it. Is not a big deal, we'll keep in touch, as soon as i land i'll face-time you.
Minho wanted to believe it, he wanted to be possitive he didn't want him to leave worried about him, but something bigger was not letting him act accordingly. Something that started bloosoming before the news. Something that he couldn't name, because he refused to feel that way. He tried very hard to supress those feelings and it was working. It was working because he was there, close to him, all the time. It was easy to pretend but now he was going away, and a month seemed like forever.
M: I'm sorry, is just hard, you know. We've been together for so long is unreal to me. You're leaving Hyun! what if you dont come back?, how am i supposed to live without you?.
My mind keeps playing tricks on me, I want the best for you, I know im being selfish but what if.....
H: Im not going to leave for ever you silly bunny and like i said, we can talk over the phone.
M: I guess...
-He was sad-. Not just because his friend was leaving. He knew this was a great opportunity for him and his carrer. He was sad because his own mind was betraying him, he kept replaying scenarios where he would just confess, in hopes to stop him from going.
-SELFISH-
He couldn't do that to him, not now, not ever.
but he did....
H: You'll manage without me Min, you're strong, independent, charming, you dont need me, i need you.
Time will pass by so fast, I'll be back before you know it.
M: I- I wouldn't be so sure, I'm... my head is not in a good place. Ever since you told me this, all I do is worry.
H: You shouldn't.
M: I know, but i can't help it. It was us against the world.... and now....
H: Is us against the world, just a ton of miles apart... -he gazes fondly at him- Would you come with me to the airport?, I need you there with me, I need to know we are fine, that we are going to be fine.
M: Hyun....
H: Promise..
M: Fine!, I'll man up and cheer you on baldie. -he gave a fake smile-
Stopping his feelings from spilling all over the place he put a pause to whatever his heart felt at the moment because nothing was more important than supporting his "friend".
After their push and pull, Minho heads home with him to help him pack. The space felt heavy, dense, charged with unspoken truths, but after a while everything started to fall back into place. They were laughing, making jokes, talking about how their life would be now that they were going to be apart. Naming every opportunity that would be presented to him because he was so good at what he did, Min was extremely sure everyone wanted a piece.
After 2 suit cases were filled with almost everything, silence reigned and he would stare at him with his love and admiration filled eyes when Hyunjin was not looking. Thoughts invading his mind.
M: *god I love him, how did I not see it before. Why did it take me so long to realize Im incomplete without him?*.
Feelings trading back to college, when they shared a dorm. He wouldn't go to sleep if Hyunjin wasn't home. He would wake up first to make sure he had a complete breakfast. He loved cooking for him. After every "meaningless" act of service -was a purpose, a motive, him. Supressing his emotion was easier though. He was so lost.
-Hyunjin snaps his fingers-
H: What are you thinking hyung?.
M: If I tell you, I'd have to kill you. -he smirks-
H: Would you make it quick? I rather die with you, than without you!
It was a game, but the words came across unexpected and they hit his chest so hard, his heart ache.
M: I never said I was going to kill myself in the process Hwang.. -he scoffs-
H: You can't live without me hyung, just admit it.
M: So I pull a Romeo and Juliet?... is that it?!.
H: That would be romantic, but knowing you, romance is out of the question.
M: If I had any feelings, they would be hurt.
This earns him a hearty laugh, genuine, real, and he melts. He's heard him laugh a million times before but this time his whole body registered the sound.....differently.
H: Are you staying over for dinner?, I was going to order something but, would you cook for me one last time before I go?
M: mmhm -he contemplates-
Spending time with him is what he wants, but it will make everything harder tomorrow. All things considered, he wouldn't want it any other way.
M: What do you want to eat princess?
H: So I'm finally your Juliet?
M: *mine* hahaha don't flatter yourself Jinnie, this prince is not like Romeo.
H: Would you not poison me with your food?
-he laughs at his antics-
M: YAH! Hwang Hyunjin, I would just to stop you from leaving me, but Im not ready to die yet.
H: *from leaving him?*
He thinks about his choice of words, but the answer comes fast, it rolls out his tongue, he is unable to stop it...
H: I would never leave you Min. -soft, almost a whisper-
He is serious now, staring into Minho's dark round boba eyes, telling him everything he wanted to know but not saying anything at all.
Truth is, Hyunjin felt the same way, and just like Minho he preferred to keep those feelings in check, not to ruin everything.
He wanted to tell him, he wanted to stay, but he couldn't, it was unfair.
He was going to be back anyways. Next time he would tell him how he felt.
Minho stayed over, like he had done a thousand times before, but this time he was restless, unable to sleep. His mind filled with thoughts and images of what could've been. He woke up before the alarm, made his way to the kitchen and started breakfast. Like other times before.
After what seemed like an hour the alarm woke Hyunjin who was desperately looking for his hyung.
H: Hey, I thought you left -he stares-
M: I couldn't sleep so I decided to make you something to eat instead, one last time.
Hyunjin walks over and stands behind him, giving him a back hug that felt like heaven on earth. Minho melted at the touch, he was flushed by the closeness, heart was beating so fast his chest ache.
Hyunjin holds him tight and rocks him from side to side, placing his head on his shoulders.
H: I'm going to miss you. -he said close to his ear.
Minho's hair stood on edge, and he turned, facing him.
M: Me too -he said holding his breath-
They've lived this scenario back then, but was it always this instense?.. Was their "brotherly love" this passionate? They could feel every emotion, every touch, every stare, it was all very different in the most special way.
They glanzed at eachothers lips, eyes, wanting to brake apart but neither makes the first move. Minho's ears give him away, Jin notices.
-He smiles faintly-
H: Hyung
M: Yeah -faint-
H: Would you wait for me?
-he looks at him confused, steping back
H: Like really wait for me?
M: Forever, there's no begining or end if you are not with me.
This words were not like before, they held something heavier.
H: Are you trying to make me blush Min?
M: Is it working?
H: What if i tell you it did? Would you stop teasing me then?
M: Is that what you want?
H: What I want is right in front of me.
M: Coffe?!
This earns him a smack on his arm, Hyunjin laughs.
H: Yes, my coffe, and the sugar to make it sweet.
This time locked in his eyes there was deep affection, intense attraction and emotional attachment, he couldn't hide it, he was ready to risk it all.
What if he met someone while he was away?
What if they stoped talking over the phone because he was busy?
What if he was not the most important thing in his life anymore?
He couldn't live with the uncertainty, so he decided it was time......to confess...
but little did he know, Minho was ready to do the same.....
M: Jinnie -he said softly-
H: Don't!, We are going to be fine, I promise.
M: I love you
H: I know you do i-
-speechless-
He cut him off, but Hyunjin was lost for words, he couldn't speak even if he wanted to and Minho continue his rambling.
M: No, no, no, I love you, I've loved you since for ever now, just...... I was so afraid to put it into words, to name it, to really feel it.. I-
H: Me too -vague-
M: Im sorry?
H: I've had feelings for you since we were teenagers, I couldn't breathe if you were not near, I had to have you close to me at all times, and I was so happy when you were by my side, like feel your body heat close. Just taking care of me, interested in every little thing I came up with, genuinely concerned for my wellbeing. I swear I was loosing it when this opportunity came, I was broken. To be away from you hurts more that I can put into words, but I held it together for so long afraid of what this feelings could have done to everything we've build, to our friendship, to us.
-Minho cupped his face and looked into his eyes-
M: I think I knew for a long time but was so afraid to admit it, because in my head it was impossible for you to feel the same way. I saw the signs, Hyun, I did...but I ignored them with so much passion they were non-existent and I learned to cope by just having you within reach.
H: Stupid....
M: Yeah..... -he smiles softly-
H: Now what?
M: You go, and you make sure they want so much more, make sure they dont want to deal with no one else, just you. I'll be here when you come back, I'll wait for you. I will always wait for you.
Hyunjin didn't know it, Minho didn't sense it but they close the distance landing on eachothers mouth.
The kiss, unpredicted but wanted, needed. Soft, unsure, as if they were testing the waters first.
Savoring the moment, their soft lips, their coffe taste, it was the longest they've been breathing eachothers air. When they finally broke it, they smiled, caresing their cheeks, tracing their eyebrows, raking their hair, as if learning their bodies for the first time. Hyunjin touched his red ears. Lovingly.
So many suppressed emotions now ready to spill everywhere like a geyser, hot, steamy, powerful. They just accepted reality, liberating their souls from control, forcing the wrong feelings elsewhere and letting the right ones take over.
Sudden and violent, as if they just realized they've lost so much time and there's none left. Abruptly they kiss again, this time urgent, charged with desire. You could hear their heartbeats from a mile away, they wanted this for so long. It intensified, teeths, tongue, drool, lips were red and swollen from the act.
Hands everywhere, pent up emotions gave way to intrusiveness. Shirts were tugged, neither of them wanting to let go, securing eachother in place. After what seemed like hours of fluid exchange they broke apart gasping for air. Hyunjin reached for the hem of Minho's shirt and pulled it, to then remove it. He stopped. Holding said shirt in his right hand, staring back at the body he've seen a million times, but not like this. His eyes wonder from his abs to his chest, he wants to touch him, trace his collar bones, kiss his v line, but he is stuck.
Minho moves closer grabbing his left hand to give it a soft kiss on the palm while looking into his eyes, to then place it in the middle of his chest making Hyunjin flinch slightly at the rapid heart beat.
M: This is what you do to me..
He said, with a voice so smooth Hyun could feel his body go weak, *was his tone always this sweet?*. He was extremely charmed by it. He wanted to hear him on repeat.
M: You aftect me in ways is impossible to be affected. Your presence alone makes me helpless. I'm at your mercy Hwang Hyunjin.
He felt the need to pour his heart out, and Jinnie was so glad he did. How did they manage to hide so much love? They were such fools or amazing at pretending.
Fools is more appropiate.
H: My head is spining. How was I so blind to see? Why was I scared of this? I dont want to go!, I can't leave you now. I'll call them and tell them something urgent came up, ask to re-eschedule.... I-
M: I thought about not telling you because I was afraid you would want to stay. Is not fair Jinnie. You wanted this. You've work so hard. Don't make me regret it. I confided my love only because you deserved to know, it was best to risk it all than to keep hurting me, us. Do not think for a minute that I want to come between your dreams. You are the most important thing in my life, seeing you happy fulfills me in the most gratifying way.
He kissed him, again, with more passion than before, but not as consuming. This time he savored the moment, it was still charged with want, but not desperate. It was a statement, reasurance, a plea.
Hyunjin removed his shirt and in a blink he was carring Minho back to his bedroom. They kept kissing on the way.
-breakfast, forgotten-
They spent all morning and afternoon behind closed doors, maybe catching up. -Who am I kidding, they were definitely making up for lost time-.
Finally, at the airport, emotions were all over the place. They weren’t ready to let go just yet. They hugged as if the world were ending right there, as if they wanted to imprint their scent into each other’s clothes. Neither willing to loosen their grip.
They said goodbye one last time.
They said I love you over and over again, each time more heart-wrenching than the last.
Hyunjin walked through the gates at last, turning back to wave at his soulmate — a silent see you later.
Minho went back home in a daze. The apartment felt hollow without him. Too quiet. Too still. He tried to occupy his mind by cleaning, organizing, rearranging things that didn’t need rearranging. Anything to kill time.
He kept checking his phone.
Waiting for the FaceTime call that never came.
At first, he told himself the flight must have been delayed. Maybe the connection was bad. Maybe Hyunjin fell asleep.
Hours passed.
Then the news broke.
Several people were killed in a private jet crash Sunday night in Paris, France, the Federal Aviation Administration confirmed. Authorities are working to identify the passengers.
Paris.
Private jet.
Sunday night.
His breath caught in his throat.
“No…” he whispered. “No. That’s not possible.”
His phone slipped from his trembling hands, hitting the floor with a dull thud.
They had just kissed.
They had just confessed.
They had just promised forever.
I will wait for you.
The words echoed mercilessly in the emptiness of his chest.
There would be no FaceTime call.
No teasing.
No back hugs in the kitchen.
No “I landed.”
Just silence.
Minho sank to the floor, heart pounding violently against ribs that suddenly felt too fragile to contain it. The air wouldn’t come. His hands shook. His mind refused to accept what the world was forcing upon him.
He had told him.
At least he had told him.
But forever was supposed to be longer than this.