"Between Our Keys And Strings" ☑️ [2Min ❤️]

12.

Seungmin's thoughts

Minho's thoughts

After few days.

Minho settled down on his big couch in the hall.

He let out a deep, long sigh.

The weight of Seungmin's absence has been driving him crazy.

After the incident that happened 3 days ago, he hasn't heard about him.

He searched everywhere, asked everyone he knew of Seungmin’s  contacts.

He even asked his mom and brother.
''He's been out a lot lately. Said he had some important work,'' his mother had said.

He knew very well it wasn't  some important restaurant work. He knew it was Seungmin hiding from him.

But where could he atleast be.

I swear I will not show him my face. But atleast I hope wherever he is, it's safe there. His safety is more important than anything for me.

He sighed again. He is going insane by his thoughts and the silence he is getting from Seungmin.

He messaged his forehead roughly. As if wanting to remove all the tension from that pressure. But it was to no avail.

He was a mess since days. No proper meals, eyes wide open even in his sleep. His company meets were not as professional and confident as it was earlier.

Even the staff and the investors noticed.

The guitar strings were not as interesting as it were. The tones, rhythm were all messed up.

—"Take a break for some days. Work must be tiring,I understand."— Wonpil suggested.

His brain was fuming with frustration like a pressure cooker. It was about to burst anytime soon.

"Tired?" A soft, voice called from the stairs.

Minho looked back to the person. He let out yet another sigh, but this one had a slight crack.

He got up from the couch leading to that person.

"Haelmonim please don't walk down the stairs. " — he said taking his grandmother's hand gently.—"I have a lift built for a reason.''

She just chuckled softly, walking slowly down the remaining stairs by Minho's help.

"The lifts are made for tired and lazy peoples. I am your energetic, fit and fine grandma" she said keeping her her feet on the final stair.

MinHo just smiled slightly." I know you are even more active than me, but still for my sake please.''

He made her sit on the couch.

He took the glass which was upside down on the table near and poured water, giving it to her.

She took the glass.

“Usually guests are offered water, not the other way around. You always do things backwards.”she said with a teasing grin.

"It doesn't matter. " Minho said, voice barely above whisper.

Other than the sound of gulping water, the hall became silent again.

His grandma finished the water and kept the glass on the table.

She wiped her lips with some tissues neatly.

She looked back her grandson.

She knew Minho very well than him.