"I started out loving you and I'm going to finish loving you."
That's what she said to him. The words echoed in his head, like lyrics to a song he couldn't get rid of. They sounded pained like she was tired. Tired of trying, tired of waiting, tired of him. He wondered why she didn't give up, wondered why the thought of her giving up hurt him so much. Every night a different girl was tangled up in his sheets, enraptured by his smooth words and his soft hands with their rough grip. Different hairstyles, eye colours, weights, accents.
If Mingyu weren't so fucking sad, it would be impressive, but he wasn't fucking for fun, he was fucking because he needed to feel something. Something that was better than drowning.
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Mingyu Shorts
FanfictionSummary: this was original short story pieces based on a plus size mc who is struggling with her weight and kim mingyu of seventeen who is struggling with finding himself, college AU. it is, of course, still that, but i'm hoping to flesh it out more...
