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35| i love you

few days have passed since Minhos and hans secret relationship was revealed.

the house was quieter, no one really spoke to each other.

the same day that minho cuss everyone out, mr. and mrs. han were screaming at han for ruining their daughters marriage, before it could even turn into one.
minho had to listen all of it, and he was fighting every urge not to barge in and physically fight hans parents. they said a lot of mean things to han, which made him really sad.
he wasn't leaving his room at all, only for school.

minho was getting worried.
han wasn't eating properly.
he tried talking to him trough the window, but he didn't get any reply.
he wasn't allowed to go inside hans room either, so he couldn't check on him.
it was driving him mad.
he couldn't focus on anything.
so he did the thing everyone else would in his situation.

going into hans room, even tho he was strictly forbidden.
he was lucky their parents never noticed the rope, so he still had full access to hans room.

he went to his balcony and climbed the rope, knocking on the closed window to hans room.

after a while, the window finally opened.
"minho? what the fuck are you doing?"
han whisper-yelled.

minho quickly climbed all the way to hans room.
his hands were getting numb, if he stayed hanging there for a few moments later, he was pretty sure he was going to fall.

"I had enough han, I'm worried about you. why aren't you eating properly? why aren't you answering my texts? you don't even play the guitar anymore, I can't hear it. what is happening to you, han?"

han sighed and sat on his bed.
to minho, he looked really weak.

"minho...you shouldn't be here. you're not allowed to be here."

minho scoffed.
"since when do you care about the rules?"

han sighed and closed his eyes.
"you're marrying my sister in two days minho. what am I supposed to do? our relationships was revealed and the best thing I can do is just stay away from you."

minho felt his heart broke.
he wasn't ready to let him go.
no, he couldn't let him go.
"you're not serious right now."

han just stared at him.
"I am, minho. you should leave now."

minho just stood there, staring back at han.

"LEAVE!" han suddenly yelled.

Minho was caught off guard.
but he respected hans wishes.

he opened the window and climbed out, taking a last look at his lover.

I'm so sorry han.

•~•

minho was laying inside his bed, thinking.
he was going to marry soojin tomorrow.
and he couldn't do anything about it.

the only thing he could do was to run away.
run away with his lover.

but what would happen then?
the thought didn't scare him, because he would at least be able to be with han.
but what would han think about this?

minho stayed the whole night thinking about possible endings.
the worst thing was, that he was running out of time.
he already knew what he was going to do tho.

but first, he needs to apologize to han.
he needs to apologize for not doing anything when his parents yelled at him and telling him the stuff they said.
he also wanted to lift up his mood.
he missed his laugh.

but first, he needed to get something.

•~•

few hours later, minho arrived at his house again.
he picked up the gift he had for his lover.

just then, he met soojin in the living room.

"hi minho, what is that?"
soojin asked when she saw what minho had.

"none of your business."

"why do you have a....wait....is this for han?"

minho didn't say anything, and made his way upstairs.

soojin took his hand, stopping him.
"you can't go to his room, you know that."

minho gave her a cold stare.
"who can forbid me from seeing my own boyfriend?"

soojin returned him a cold glare.
"your soon to be wife."

minho didn't say anything.
he shook off soojins hand and made his way upstairs.

he went into hans room.
han looked around, just to see minho making his way to him.

"minho? what are you doing here? I told you to stay away." han said, standing up from his bed.

"and I made myself pretty clear that it's not going to happen. I got you something."
minho said and put the thing he was carrying on his back on hans bed.

han looked at him confused, before he opened the case, and his eyes widened.

inside it, was a guitar.
and not just any guitar.

it was the black guitar with white siluetees of stars.
the guitar he liked when he was out with minho.

"how did you-?"

"I knew you liked it. I was planning on giving it to you on your birthday, but I think this is a better opportunity."

hans eyes lighten up and he took the guitar, tracing it with his fingers.

minho just watched han, as he took the guitar and with the brightest smile tried how it sounded as he played a few chords.

minho absolutely loved how his eyes lighted up, how big his smile was, how his laugh sounded, how tiny he looked in his big hoodie, how bold he was and how his face looked when he came, he absolutely loved his songs......he loved....him

Minhos eyes widened.
he was....in love with han.

"I think I love you, han."
Minho suddenly said.

han stopped playing and looked at minho with wide eyes.

"you....what?"

"I love you, han."

han looked at him, before he sighed.
"why can't you just let me go? you're making it so hard for me. I can't move on from you if you are acting like this."

minho felt his heart broke.
han was trying to move on.

"han....please, don't try to move on."

han closed his eyes.
"I have to."

"....why?" minho looked at han.

han sighed, before answering.
"I'm going aboard to study in UK. I'm moving there the same day you're going to marry soojin. that's my punishment. we will never see each other again, lee minho."
han said with tears in his eyes.

minho looked at him shocked.
no, this couldn't be true.
this couldn't possibly happen.

"please....tell me that this isn't true."

hans eyes just filled with tears, before he started crying.
"why do you think I kept avoiding you? I have to move on." han sobbed out.

Minhos eyes filled with tears as he pulled the younger in a tight hug.
"it's okay, it's going to be okay."

minho was hugging the fragile boy as if it was their last.

because truth be told....it was.
even tho the boys didn't want to believe it.

han buried his head in Minhos neck.
"jisung." han suddenly said.

"what?"

"han jisung. that is my name."

Minhos eyes filled with more tears, as he hugged the younger tighter.

it was his way of saying I love you.