zwölf

"minghao." seungkwan addressed his chinese friend. well, he was his only chinese friend after jun left them. 

"what?" minghao asked, currently writing jun's 12th letter. 

"why do you write letters for jun?" he asked, genuinely curious. "he's already left us. he's gone--"

"shut up." minghao told seungkwan, who took a step back. "he promised we'd see each other again. we're gonna see each other again. he loved me. i loved him." minghao simply told the younger.

"but he's gone," seungkwan told the older, yet minghao wasn't listening.

minghao stared at seungkwan, causing the younger to be freaked out. "i'll..." seungkwan paused, "get going."

-

dear wen junhui,

seungkwan said you've left me.

you haven't, though. you're still here. i know it.

i'll see you again one day.

your ex,

minghao. ♥

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