Chapter 33: where is he?

mingi had looked everywhere for yunho, not finding him in the end. he started to panic a little, thoughts going somewhere they shouldn't go. in the end he decided to return to yunho's apartment, a little pout on his face. he really wanted to see yunho right now.

he opened the door to yunho's apartment and stepped in, closing the door behind him. he sat at the kitchen table with a sigh, running his hands through his hair in thought. where was yunho and why did he disappear like that?

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mingi was in a state of panic. he was shaking, still sitting in the kitchen, tears dangerously close to falling. "where the hell is he?!" he yelled, fist hitting the table a little too hard, cracking it. mingi gasped and stood up immediately, a little whimper escaping his lips as he looked at the broken table.

"shit..." he muttered and walked to the living room, sitting on the sofa instead. "where is he?" he whispered, a quiet sob leaving his mouth, the tears he was holding finally falling. he finally broke down. was he overreacting? no, yunho would never leave everyone like that. he was a person who would tell if he left somewhere, but this, time he didn't.

mingi wasn't angry at yunho, no. he was scared that something might've happened to him. he was terrified of losing his loved ones, especially someone he loved from the bottom of his heart. his train of thoughts were stopped as he heard the door opening and closing, mind going blank as he expected the person he had been missing for hours now.

he stood up, slowly walking to the door, stopping immediately when he saw someone he was never expecting to see.

his mother.

mingi widened his eyes, tears stopping immediately, his body telling him to run away right now, to get away from the woman he oh so hated from the bottom of his heart. he hated her, he despised her. he wanted her to disappear from his life, but apparently she would find him wherever he would go.

"mingi-"

"get away from me! I don't want to see your face! I don't want to speak to you! get lost!" mingi yelled. his mother taking a few steps back. "get the fuck away from me, mother." he spoke with venom in his voice, the woman in front of him flinching a little.

"please, let me talk to you!" the woman pleaded, a few tears falling on her cheeks. but mingi knew those tears were fake, those weren't real tears. she was fake, a liar, a murderer, a killer. a woman mingi hated from the bottom of his heart.

"no." mingi closed his eyes. "didn't I tell you," he stepped closer and took a deep breath. "thirty four times," he took another step. "that I don't want to get involved with you, my family, anymore? you were the one who hurt me, you were the one who broke me, you were the one who left and never came back!" mingi yelled.

his mother gasped and stepped out of the apartment, mingi still getting closer to her.

"you broke me, mother. and that's all I can remember." mingi whimpered, a single tear falling from his eye. eyes, that were so hurt. he was genuinely hurt and broken. "now, go. I don't want to see you ever again." he turned around.

"and please, don't come looking for me anymore. this was the thirty fifth time already..." he said and closed the door in front of his mother, collapsing on the floor and crying immediately after.