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Song Mingi
It was the fifth day, the police have yet to find a lead. Mingi used to be always energetic until this happened.
He kept staring at the photos in Twitter. Yeosang. Yeosang. Yeosang. He could feel tears gather in his eyes, the more that he scrolled down, the more he could feel Yeosang's presence.
Yeosang would always tease him, but he is also there to give cuddles. He remembered screaming at the poor boy when Mingi got too excited on their fanchant.
He could still see Yeosang's excited face as both of them play around. He miss him so much.
He still remember how Yeosang would immediately come to check on him whenever he gets sick.
He stifled a sob, letting his hand cover his mouth to stop himself making a loud noise.
He continued to look at the pictures, it slowly broke his heart as he look at all the support Atiny's have left for them.
'Ateez, please stay strong. Don't forget to take care of yourself. Atiny's will always be here for you! We will find Yeosang for sure! #YeosangIsHere'
'I know it's hard for you, but don't give up. Yeosang is probably out there just laughing his ass off. Please, don't overwork yourself. Atiny's are also here to help. #YeoaangIsHere'
Mingi quickly covered his eyes, letting his hand fall down to the bed. His phone being left behind.
His tears continuously fall down. He couldn't stop the noises that came out from him. He quickly turned to smash his face to the pillow, silencing his screams.
The more that he screamed onto the pillow, the more he cried.
Hongjoong opened the door silently and quickly walked towards Mingi.
"Shh, everything will be alright." Hongjoong comforted as he pull Mingi in his arms. Hongjoong lied down on the bed so that Mingi could rest his head kn his chest.
"Why is this happening...?" Mingi questioned in which Hongjoong can't exactly answer.
"I don't know... I don't know... " Hongjoong ran his hand on Mingi's hair. Softly closing his eyes.
This is just some sick joke, this is not reality. Yeoaang must be just hiding under his bed.
Mingi clenched the fabric of Hongjoong's cloth, he could feel his tears falling down endlessly.
"I don't want to cry anymore! How do I make it stop? Please!" Mingi clenched the fabric tightly as Hongjoong pulled him in a tight hug.
"I miss him... "
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