seungmin never thought he’d miss you this much. when you left for your trip, he hugged you tight, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead before teasing, “don’t forget about me, okay?” you laughed, calling him dramatic, but now he wished he had held on a little longer. the days felt dull without you—no one to steal bites from his lunch, no one to lean against while he pretended to be annoyed, no one to hold his hand just because. he never realized how much of his world revolved around you until you weren’t there.

it hit him the hardest at night. he lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, arms feeling empty without you curled up beside him. he missed how you’d play with his fingers absentmindedly, how you’d rest your head on his chest and mumble half-asleep nonsense that made no sense but made him smile anyway. now, all he had were his own thoughts and the quiet hum of the night—both of which only made him miss you more.

"miss me yet?" your message popped up, and seungmin sat up immediately, a grin tugging at his lips. "who, me? never," he typed, then groaned and deleted it. "maybe a little." deleted that too. he huffed before finally typing, "i miss you so much it’s embarrassing. come back soon." he stared at the message, hesitating for only a second before hitting send.

"i will," you replied almost instantly. seungmin let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding, clutching his phone to his chest like an idiot. he didn’t care. as long as you were coming back to him, he’d wait—because no amount of distance could ever change how much he loved you.