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Seungmin fiddled with his fingers, staring at himself in the mirror as his eyes roamed over the clean suit he was wearing.

The white button-down shirt was tucked neatly into black slacks paired with an elegant navy-colored tie that matched the waistcoat that hung tightly on his waist.

The dark dress shoes that sat neatly by the door of his closet were freshly polished and gleaming beneath the dim lighting of the room.

His fingers traced softly along the thin fabric of his shirt, admiring the subtle pattern on his collarbone with the golden ring hanging above it.

"Minnie?" Minho spoke up from behind him, causing Seungmin's attention to instantly snap towards the door.

Seungmin spun quickly to look at Minho, his cheeks reddening in embarrassment when their gazes locked.

"..Yeah?" Seungmin answered timidly, his voice hoarse as he cleared his throat slightly.

Minho walked up to Seungmin slowly, gazing intently at Seungmin for a few seconds.

Suddenly Minho placed his hands onto Seungmin's hips and pulled the younger closer to him, placing a small kiss on his shoulder. "You're gorgeous." He whispered.

Seungmin's entire face flushed even more violently. "Minho.." He breathed, his heart suddenly starting to speed up even more as the blood rushing through his ears became loud enough to drown out any sound.

Minho hummed while slowly sliding his hands down until his fingers interlaced with Seungmin's, squeezing gently.

Seungmin inhaled sharply as he felt Minho place a kiss gently on the sensitive spot below his ear and shivered softly when he felt Minho's warm breath fanning against his skin.

"What.. what are you doing..?" He whispered anxiously, unable to tear his eyes away from Minho.

Minho smiled, tightening his grip on Seungmin's hand. "I missed you.." He mumbled, his voice full of raw emotion and Seungmin could tell exactly what he meant without having to hear him say anything.

Seungmin felt the warmth spreading all throughout his body as tears began to fill his eyes.

His whole body started trembling, causing him to lean his body against Minho's for support.

He squeezed Minho's hand tightly, trying to contain his emotions. "Minho.. I love you.." He whispered softly, his voice wobbling slightly as he fought against the tears that were threatening to spill.

Minho tightened his grip on Seungmin's hand, pressing his forehead onto Seungmin's. "I love you too.." He whispered softly.

A sob escaped Seungmin's lips without warning and he clumsily hid his face against Minho's shoulder.

Minho let go of his hand to wrap both of his arms securely around Seungmin, stroking his hair before he rubbed his back soothingly.

"Why are you crying, baby?" Minho asked quietly, wiping the stray tears off of Seungmin's cheeks gently.

"I.. I don't know.." Seungmin replied honestly, sniffling a little. "It hurts..." He whimpered softly.

Minho nodded understandingly, running his fingers through the brunette's soft hair lovingly. "I know, Minnie.. I promise you'll never have to feel this pain anymore." He mumbled tenderly.

Seungmin nodded softly, burying his face deeper into Minho's chest. "Thank you..." He whispered quietly, feeling comforted in Minho's arms.

Minho gave Seungmin a gentle squeeze. "I love you." He repeated gently.

"I love you too.." Seungmin mumbled back.

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"I was looking for you, Seungmin." Mr Lee chuckled softly, walking into the room where Seungmin was sitting on the couch.

Seungmin wiped his eyes with the hem of his shirt, glancing over at Minho's father. "Oh.. hello sir." He muttered quietly.

Mr Lee nodded his head at him. "Have you seen Minho?" He asked curiously.

"He actually just left.." Seungmin explained.

"Oh, what a shame." Mr Lee hummed while glancing to the side, sighing as he glanced at Seungmin's red puffy eyes.

Seungmin pursed his lips, blinking a few times. "Did you need him for something?" He questioned carefully.

"Yes actually. I was just coming to tell him that he shouldn't be marrying you." Mr Lee stated bluntly.

Seungmin's eyes widened slightly as he stared silently at Minho's father in disbelief. "..What.?" He asked softly, blinking a few times.

"Come on, Seungmin. You didn't actually think Minho could love you, right?" Mr Lee asked in a tone laced with amusement.

"I.." Seungmin paused briefly. "Minho told me that he loves me.." Seungmin mumbled softly.

"Don't tell me you're actually that gullible." Mr Lee snorted coldly. "Minho would never marry someone like you." He spat, narrowing his eyes at Seungmin.

Seungmin bit his cheek, feeling his body starting to tremble at Mr Lee's harsh words. "..What do you mean?" He asked hesitantly.

"Look, son. I don't want to hurt your feelings.. but there is no way that Minho likes you. He doesn't love you. There is nothing between the two of you." Mr Lee declared sternly. "Now if you excuse me, I have work to do." He turned around, leaving the room with a slam of the door.

Seungmin let out a shaky sigh, his eyes burned with unshed tears as he looked down at his shaking hands, biting his bottom lip in distress.

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