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based on niki's la la lost you
visibly anxious, your left fingers are clutching a bit too hard onto your coat's sleeves as your right ones are busy holding your suitcase. your eyes are dead glued to the ground because there would be too much sadness if you were to dare to lift your eyesight. then there is your boyfriend—correction, ex-boyfriend—namely jeon wonwoo standing in front of you, baring the same anxiousness and sadness but flashing a vague smile as a front instead.
suddenly wonwoo pulled your left fingers off, "don't clutch your sleeves too hard, it will wrinkle."
you brought yourself to face the man in front of you and an insane amount of sadness could be seen in your face. to say how your face breaks wonwoo's heart is definitely an understatement.
"see... even little things like this, like telling me not to clutch my sleeves, i don't even know how to do these things without you," you responded with a desperate tone.
"and this is exactly why you need this, why i need this, why we need this," wonwoo sighed. "we've become way too dependent on each other, it's as unhealthy as it could ever be."
you are left speechless for the nth times because the both of you have had enough of this same old conversation. it all started around three months ago when you were offered a work promotion from the new york headquarters.
initially, you wanted to reject the offer since you think it's impossible for you to move across the country without having wonwoo by your side (his work requires him to stay in the west coast for another five years). but wonwoo being the sensible self he is surely pushed you to take the offer, saying that it's ridiculous of you for not taking it just because he won't be there. this difference of perspectives led to consecutive heated debates and eventually a serious fight in which the both of you didn't hesitate to yell harsh things you both actually didn't mean to.
after going through a week of the 'not talking phase', wonwoo made it clear that you both are too dependent on each other hence the relationship had been unhealthy. despite feeling deeply hurt at that time, you knew that it was indeed the truth. so you both broke up and you accepted the promotion.
and now here you are in the airport heading to new york with wonwoo sending you off. right before you tried to find another thing to say, the airport's announcer has called for your flight—it's time for you to go.
"is this truly a farewell?"
wonwoo scored his usual gentle smile instead.
his smile still warms you up the same, "then... can i hug you? for the last time, at least before i go."
"of course you can."
you quickly crushed your body to his and the hug felt beyond comfortable. the way wonwoo embraced you hasn't changed even a little bit since the first time you met—it's still warm, tight, and most importantly it never fails at making you feel secured also contented.
"thank you," you tried your best to flash a smile. "i love you, i still do."
wonwoo didn't answer back.
you wonder while walking yourself through the departure gate, does he not love you anymore?
when you find yourself already seated in the plane, you checked your phone before it takes off. you noticed that you have an unread text from last night that reads,
[Jeon Wonwoo]: Hope New York holds you.
then a new text appeared,
[Jeon Wonwoo]: Hope it holds you like I do.
wonwoo loves you, he still does.