I hate you, in ways I can't even fathom...

✩˖. ˖˙ ❝ As Mingyu sets up a farewell party before his leave for college. He finally gets the courage to have one last chat with the person who he dearly hates and deeply adores. ❝

note — I've written this a year ago and finished it like a few month back portraying another idol(Sunghoon) but I changed it to Mingyu the last minute bc I haven't been updated w Enhypen nowadays and I wanna focus on posting svt-related fics :'( Did some small tweaks here and there since I genuinely really liked how I wrote this fic and thought, "Wow, I should post this." and I did. 😁

note 2 — I'm starting my college year in just a few weeks as psych freshie! Rlly excited for this new fresh of air and I'm already expecting my hectic schedule during this, but since I regained my enjoyment in writing, I might post more from time to time just to relieve my stress after writing countless of essays during my senior year. Actually, I've already been working on a S.coups fic recently and I'm really passionate abt this one! Anyway I'm rambling atp so just... Enjoy this fic! I'm officially back in tumblr nation! :P

© shuamorollss. please do not modify, edit, copy or reproduce any of the works published.

Mingyu delightfully chatters with the guests, his eyes couldn't stop darting your way as you talk to his sister. The curves of your lips senses the enjoyment of your current conversation, the way your eyes sparkled at whatever his sister was saying, and the way how gentle you sip your drink as your eyes never left on his sister's talky figure. This observation felt odd to him since why would he take notice of you, sipping your drink? And why isn't he paying attention to what his mom's friend has to say?

Even if Mingyu’s eyes are forcing itself to glue onto the nice woman in front of him, the one who stuck mostly is you, in his mind.

He felt devastated, to say the least. The thought of not teasing and annoying you for a long time, and most importantly,

not seeing you for a very... long time.

As the thought progresses in his head, the more his heart sinks at every ounce of your presence dissipating into his life.

Despite that, what he fears right at this moment is you forgetting that very presence of him in your life.

As much as him slowly forgetting you haunts him (which is impossible now considering you have forever been engraved in this man's mind and soul), what trickles him more to despair is that if you forget him, he becomes a nobody into your vision. Possibly his life.

I hate you, in ways I can't even fathom...

✩˖. ˖˙ ❝ As Mingyu sets up a farewell party before his leave for college. He finally gets the courage to have one last chat with the person who he dearly hates and deeply adores. ❝

note — I've written this a year ago and finished it like a few month back portraying another idol(Sunghoon) but I changed it to Mingyu the last minute bc I haven't been updated w Enhypen nowadays and I wanna focus on posting svt-related fics :'( Did some small tweaks here and there since I genuinely really liked how I wrote this fic and thought, "Wow, I should post this." and I did. 😁

note 2 — I'm starting my college year in just a few weeks as psych freshie! Rlly excited for this new fresh of air and I'm already expecting my hectic schedule during this, but since I regained my enjoyment in writing, I might post more from time to time just to relieve my stress after writing countless of essays during my senior year. Actually, I've already been working on a S.coups fic recently and I'm really passionate abt this one! Anyway I'm rambling atp so just... Enjoy this fic! I'm officially back in tumblr nation! :P

© shuamorollss. please do not modify, edit, copy or reproduce any of the works published.

Mingyu delightfully chatters with the guests, his eyes couldn't stop darting your way as you talk to his sister. The curves of your lips senses the enjoyment of your current conversation, the way your eyes sparkled at whatever his sister was saying, and the way how gentle you sip your drink as your eyes never left on his sister's talky figure. This observation felt odd to him since why would he take notice of you, sipping your drink? And why isn't he paying attention to what his mom's friend has to say?

Even if Mingyu’s eyes are forcing itself to glue onto the nice woman in front of him, the one who stuck mostly is you, in his mind.

He felt devastated, to say the least. The thought of not teasing and annoying you for a long time, and most importantly,

not seeing you for a very... long time.

As the thought progresses in his head, the more his heart sinks at every ounce of your presence dissipating into his life.

Despite that, what he fears right at this moment is you forgetting that very presence of him in your life.

As much as him slowly forgetting you haunts him (which is impossible now considering you have forever been engraved in this man's mind and soul), what trickles him more to despair is that if you forget him, he becomes a nobody into your vision. Possibly his life.