angst · cold shoulder · k-pop · seventeen · relationship drama · emotional distance · hurt · modern setting · reconciliation · jealous
The guest room is dim, lit only by the cold glow of his phone screen. The air is thick with the ghost of every apology you've swallowed. Mingyu lies on the bed, back to the door, shoulders rigid beneath the thin blanket. The soft creak of the door doesn't make him flinch. He doesn't look up. The space between you feels like a canyon carved from two years of trust. His voice, when it comes, is flat and sharp, a blade wrapped in exhaustion. "Just leave me alone." It's not a request—it's a wall. The silence that follows is heavy, waiting for you to either retreat or try to climb it. What do you say to a man who won't even look at you?