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“I’m sorry…” he said softly, his deep voice making it almost impossible to make the words out. “I just...I just miss you so much…” His dark eyes lifted, visibly wet compared to usual. The older boy sighed, leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest.
“You’re the one that left me, remember?” He wouldn’t look at him, he wouldn’t acknowledge the pain they both felt over this situation. He couldn’t do it, he couldn’t look at the younger man and allow himself to fall back into the same cycle. He stayed quiet, having nothing more to say as he glanced back inside at the numerous people enjoying the party they were at. He tried to ignore the soft cries and sniffles coming from the blonde in front of him.
“Please just...hear me out…” The cries became more intense, they were growing into sobs, the thin boy's body shaking with each harsh cry that exited his mouth. The older of the two sighed. What was he supposed to do? Yes, he missed him too. Yes, he loved him still. Yet the pain he had gone through when he had been left created an atmosphere where he didn’t want to listen. He didn’t want to hear the pretty words, he didn’t want to find out just how weak he was for the younger of the two.
“No, Felix, I can’t.” He turned to look at him, shock and pain pouring out of the blondes eyes with every tear that fell. Changbin felt his heart break again that night. He felt himself falling apart just looking at Felix after telling him no. This was how it had to be, though, it had to end here. He couldn’t keep crawling back to him, couldn’t let himself fall back into a relationship he was fearful of losing again. “I’m sorry but we're over. This…” he gestured between the two of them with his pointer finger, “this is done.”
“Please…” Felix’s voice broke as he sobbed. He couldn’t force any more words from his mouth as he crouched down, holding the back of his head with both hands as he cried into his knees. Changbin looked at Felix, watching him for a few moments before whispering ‘I’m sorry’ once more. He turned and entered the party, making his way through the mass of people looking for one face in particular. Once he found the guy he was in search of he pulled him aside. “I know we’re not close anymore Min but...Felix needs to go home.”
The brown haired boy looked at him, his eyebrows instantly dropping and furrowing together, his smile falling into a straight line. “What happened?” The raven haired man shook his head.
“I just told him I couldn’t hear him out. I have to look out for myself too…” Minho understood, he understood the pain they were both going through. He nodded to the younger man and left his side, walking to where he pointed. When Minho breached the door, the cold air hitting him in the face like a fist, he looked down at Felix. The boy was sitting there with his head hanging low, his arms dropped in his lap as he sat on the cold concrete floor of the balcony. Minho knew better than to say anything at this point, he just needed to get the younger boy up and out of the cold. Preferably back to his apartment before they got into how he felt. Minho was obviously worried, but the worry grew in intensity when he realized that Felix wasn’t crying anymore.
“Felix?” Minho called softly, his expression even softer as the blonde looked up at him. His eyes were so puffy, tear tracks running down either side of his face and along his nose and lips. “Let’s go home.” Felix nodded, standing up and wiping his face off with the sleeves of his shirt. Minho knew that when he didn’t cry, he was feeling far worse than if he was crying. He knew something inside of Felix had finally broken, and whether it was his own fault or not wasn’t something they would get into. It didn’t matter that initially he had broken up with Changbin. It didn’t matter that Changbin hadn’t wanted to hear him out. They were their own people, they had their own issues and lives, what mattered now was that both of them needed to heal.