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Mino: Distance {part 2}

[I know a part 2 wasn't asked for but I needed to write this for my own state of mind xD and if anyone wants to follow me on tumblr that'd be pretty cool... I'm bandsexual182 and bubbleribbon... Message me and say 'hey' if you do... Cool xD]

Distance:

*Second person pov*

Never before had you ever thought so much about Minho then the past day. Your phone continued to ring with calls and texts from mainly him. All you wanted to do now was break down and cry. He didn't seem to know what he did, and that you're at fault for leaving so early before he could find you. The sad part was, you know he didn't even bother to look.

Were you still even his girlfriend? Him your boyfriend? Would there have to be an official break up, or is it mutual for you two to just know it's over? Because if it is, Mino's not getting the hints.

Please text me back -Minho

Could you call me? -Minho

(Y/N) seriously! How could you be mad at me when you just left without saying anything to me -Minho

The last text you received from him upset you immensely. Seriously! Aish... So of course you finally responded back to him:

I wanted to Minho. I did. It just looked like you were having way too much fun with your friends and those girls. But, I don't blame you. It's been almost 8 months since we've seen each other so I get if things are old. Like seriously, I got nothing from you on our 2 year either. So let's just end this before things blow up.

It wasn't something you ever wanted to type up, nevertheless say to Minho- especially the last line. But it's how things had to be.

He didn't respond for the next hour, so all you expected was a simple 'okay', so then you'd be suddenly single, calling Hyun-si, and sitting on the couch with a gallon of ice cream. But that wasn't the case at all:

Please don't talk like that. We aren't breaking up or ending anything, I won't and can't let that happen. And really, you thought I'd be more interested in other girls than you? For the past 8 months you've been all I could think about, so it was hell not seeing you. Yes, there were girls talking to me but I told them I wasn't interested at all. And I didn't think you'd be intimidated off by the guys. Maybe things have been strained between us, and it won't be like before I left... But I could never possibly get old of you (Y/N). You're the most amazing girl I know, and I love you very much. But for me to not stay in contact with you as much as I would've liked, is my fault more than yours. When I'd see your texts I wanted to respond, call you... But it would be at 2 am and I'd be half asleep, so why would that be fair to you either? I've been terrified the past months that you met someone else or no longer love me, and have met someone who could actually be there for you. Especially with you being younger. And I do realize you would've had all the same fears. But seriously, how could I meet someone when I'm in each country I go to for less than a week, whereas you're home for 8 months.... And you're my reason for getting through this, so never once did I doubt my feelings for you, but I have worried about yours... And I didn't forget our anniversary. How could I? I just didn't call or text... I know.... But let me make that up.... And you do trust me right? Because you should know you're my only one. Forever. Please, I'm scared of losing you... Let me see you, hold you, tell you how sorry I am... Be mad all you want, but please come and see me. All I need is that -Minho

Tears stung your eyes, streaming down your cheeks. Why did that bastard have to be so good with words?

You just had to love that man, there was no way you couldn't. Even if you did get hurt.

***

Minho's heart raced as he paced back and forth in his apartment. You should be here anytime now.

He knew he fucked up big time. What if you didn't love him anymore? But sure as hell he doesn't deserve you after this, you do and always have deserved better than him.

You nervously knocked at his front door, absolutely terrified.

"(Y/N)..." A sad smile was plastered onto your 'boyfriends' lips.

"H-hi Minho."

"Come in, please." You obliged stepping into the all too familiar house. The smell, look... It hadn't changed after all the time he was gone. It made your heart ache, "thank you for coming... You didn't have to."

"I owed you that."

"You don't owe me anything. After...." His voice drifted off.

"It's fine. Let's just talk, okay?"

"Okay."

The two of you sat side by side on the couch, with an awkward distance in between. Neither of you even knew how to start the conversation, since both of you were at different faults. If anything went wrong it could result in a breakup, or maybe something worse. If that was even a thing.

Minho took a deep breath, "I love you... And I'm sorry. I explained a lot of my feelings in that text message, and they're all true. You've been my everything for the longest time, and for me to treat you like that... God I'm so fucking sorry. We just wasted eight months, basically. And it shouldn't have been like that. But it was, and I made it worse-"

"I wasn't the best either." You interjected.

"You actually put forth an effort for the longest time but I was so tired. You're not at fault for giving up."

"Maybe I should be-"

"Baby let me take the fall for this. I can deal with it, and I just need us to be okay." He took your hand into his. Minho was willing to take every ounce of the blame if it meant keeping you.

"I can't let you do that-"

"Just let me."

"You'll end up resenting me though..."

"You know I never could. And if I don't do this now, it'll never be resolved. Let me take the fall here." Why was he so willing? You then knew he really was fighting for this relationship, for you.

"O-okay." You sniffled.

"Don't cry..." Wrapping you in his arms, Minho held you tightly- not wanting to ever let go again. As much as he hated it, you cried, and he had to just let you. You clung to your boyfriend desperately not wanting him to leave. You were scared, worried, upset... But most importantly things would be okay between the two of you, in time. But hopefully soon.

***

Within the end of the month everything seemed forgotten, and really neither of you could care. Every second possible you two spent it together- it was nice just as much as it was refreshing.

Maybe having that time apart had helped in some ways, but never again will it get as bad as it had.