Lee Minho - Minsung 15

Jisung and Minho had been together for months without actually being together.
They continued to sleep in the same bed, talking about practical things, avoiding looking at each other whenever the silence became uncomfortable. No one said "I don't love you anymore," but they hadn't said "I love you" in a long time.

That day, the argument started over something minimal. It was always like that.
You're never here, Han said, exhausted. I'm with you and I still feel alone.
Minho clenched his jaw. He was exhausted from pretending.
Because you aren't here either, he responded. You're constantly looking for someone to fill you up... and when they can't, you hate them for it.
Han froze.
Is that what you think of me?
Minho took a deep breath. He knew exactly where it hurt.
You live in fear of being abandoned. And you turned me into your refuge. Not your partner.
The silence was brutal.
That's unfair, cruel, Han murmured, his voice breaking.
No, Minho answered. It's what you never dared to hear.
They looked at each other like strangers. Neither took the step to leave. Neither asked for forgiveness.
Because sometimes love doesn't end with a goodbye,
but with a truth spoken too late.

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