Run Baby Run (And never look back)
Pairing(s): Minho/Taemin
Type: Drabble
Words: 210
Summary: In which Minho runs and realizes that it's futile.
He runs. He runs like he has nothing left--because he really doesn't have anything. He never did to begin with.
And it catches him quickly, realization that is, that he can't keep running forever. That he's going to have to stop. He slows down and lets everything settle in, ink into his skin, forever staining, but invisible.
Breathing evenly isn't the problem, he thinks, it's keeping his breath that's proving to be difficult now a days because his breath is always being stolen. Whether it be by conscious or unconscious efforts--it's being stolen.
At times he swears on everything he loves (the late night smiles in the dark, the light grazes in between performances, a face that has locked itself permanently into the deep crevices of his heart) that this will be the end of him.
That Lee Taemin would be the end of Choi Minho.
And as competitive as he was, Minho was not stupid. There was no point in fighting a loosing battle. Love always comes out the way it wants to, it's victims have little say in what actually ensues.
He's all out of breath, but still filled with fight, fight that he refuses to put up with any longer. And he decides that maybe, maybe it's about time he gave in.
About time indeed.