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BAEKHO @ WATERBOMB SEOUL 2024

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꒰ ˀˀ ↷ minhyun ; boyfriend material ”♡ᵎ ꒱

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I WISH YOU COULD HEAR MY LULLABY

genre. angst... but like it's not that bad?? not even exactly sure what i wrote 🤞 warnings. major character death i think... and uh a lot of mourning/remembering 👍 pairing. minhyun x fem!reader. wc. 1.1k. request. no. a/n. you are legally required to listen to minhyun's new single lullaby while you read bcuz omg its so beautiful and if you couldn't tell it inspired this entire fic and omg i just love minhyun sm hes my baby :( @blue-jisungs sorry for the minhyun angst but i had to 🧍‍♀️

There’s was a certain sense of comfort that washed over Minhyun whenever his footsteps led him to that bus stop. The one just a couple blocks from his apartment, the one that he had been to thousands of times, yet none of them were actually to get on one of the buses. It was such a regular part of his day that the bus drivers had even become accustomed to driving right past if he was the only one waiting at the stop. 

Minhyun was grateful for this. He much preferred if people didn’t pay him any mind— he liked to be left alone with his thoughts. Thoughts of you; or memories, rather.

All the days he had waited patiently for you at this very bus stop never left his memory. The bus you took was number 27— and it didn’t matter where you needed to go for the day, you would always come back to Minhyun on that particular bus. He would wait for you to step off and run into his arms. No matter the weather or how busy he was that day, he would always be there waiting for your return.

The day wasn’t complete until you were back in his arms and he was lifting you slightly off your feet and spinning you around amidst laughter and the elated feeling in both of your hearts at seeing each other again. He would carry your bag in his left hand and lace the fingers of his right hand with yours, swinging gently back and forth as you both walked back to his apartment. You liked to plant small kisses on his cheek, even just for the satisfying reaction of seeing them flush a soft pink. 

This was your routine every night for years— from back when you were both in highschool, to when you moved in together, all the way until Minhyun proposed to you 2 years ago. You were sure that the precious moment you reunited every night would last for years and years to come; yet you were never able to step off that bus and be able to call Minhyun your husband.

A road accident— a case of drunk driving on dangerous road conditions due to snow caused a serious collision in the middle of the road. Most passengers were injured and rushed to the hospital, including you. 

Though Minhyun had hoped and prayed for your recovery every night and day, you eventually left him and took your spot amongst the stars. The night of December 14th was when Minhyun lost the love of his life.

He couldn’t bring himself to break the routine he had kept up for over a decade. Minhyun knew in the back of his mind that it was impossible for you to ever step off that bus and into his arms again. You were gone, yet your memory remained in the bus stop, and, as such, Minhyun would always come back to it. 

As soon as Minhyun stepped out of his apartment and felt the cold chill of the wind, he reached for the coat rack without thinking. It was only when he was halfway to the bus stop that he remembered that there was no need for him to bring your coat with him. He wasn’t sure if ghosts could even feel the cold. Or, perhaps, they were cold all the time? The latter thought brought a frown to his face, and a quick glance up at the sky as if to check to see if you were cold or not. Despite not getting an answer, he still felt a little more at ease by the action.

The bus stop was deserted, as always, and Minhyun took his usual seat without wasting a second. It took a few minutes for him to realize he was glad he had accidentally brought your coat along with him. As he hugged it a little close to his face, the faint scent of your old perfume reached his nose. It wasn’t very strong— having significantly faded over the years, but still definitely recognizable. 

Minhyun closed his eyes and breathed it in, letting each inhale and exhale fade away with the wind as his brain brought up his favourite memories of you. Your first kiss in high school, late night walks around the city, early mornings waking up next to each other, and the evenings you spent planning for your wedding were amongst the best.

He settled on the last thought a little closer, letting his mind drift to when you took him with you for wedding dress shopping. It wasn’t traditional for the groom to see the dress before the wedding, but you valued his opinion so much that you wanted to bring him along nonetheless. You had never told him which dress you had decided on after the day of shopping was over, but he was pretty sure it was one of the 3 he liked the most.

You had looked ethereal in all of them— so pretty that Minhyun almost forgot how to breathe. The excitement and happiness you had both felt at that time was unmeasurable. Truly, the best moments of his life were all spent with you.

There were times where Minhyun felt lost and confused. He knew you would want him to be happy. You were always watching over him, and so he tried his best to smile and laugh and move forward with his life for you. But he wasn’t sure how he was ever supposed to experience the same fulfilment in his life when such a large piece of it was so obviously missing.

No matter how empty he felt, he knew you were waiting for him patiently. He would wait for you as well, for however long it took for you both to reunite. But until then, he would continue to cherish your memories— the scent of your perfume, the lost feeling of your lips against his or the warmth of your body in his hold, the sound of your laughter echoing in the walls of his apartment, and the framed photos of you he had carefully arranged. 

With the revving of the bus engine as it lumbered along past the bus stop, Minhyun stood up again. He let out a breath and clutched your coat closer to his chest, adjusting the ring on his left ring finger to be back in its place. He hummed a soft tune he had been working on for some time since you had passed. Every time he repeated the melody in his head, he could only look forward to when he would be able to sing it to you, as all the lyrics were for you, anyway.

He would wait until that day— until you could hear his lullaby.

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— Minhyun ♡

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BAEKHO • INSIDE OUT

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Your reaction to Baekho’s Waterbomb performance…

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NU'EST, Minhyun -

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Please note that I created the collage but the photos are not mine credit to original owners.

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꒰ ˀˀ ↷ baekho ; simple + edit ”♡ᵎ ꒱

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i think it's a kpop right of passage to have a song titled "deja vu" or any alternate spelling