#*+:｡.｡ 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 — minjun&yua .

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10:52pm on september 12, 2022 @ outside of the son's residences. // for @wingedvictor

lashing out at a friend was so unlike her. and yet the inescapable chaos of the dinner night somehow influenced yua's critical thinking skills in the worst way possible.

"minjun?" it was difficult to make out the face of the shadow a couple of metres away from her, so she takes a couple more steps until she recognises him. "minjun, we need to talk."

yua felt incredibly guilty for the harsh words she had pierced him with just a couple hours before. it was painfully evident in her body language: with her arms behind her back and her head hanging low in shame, she tried her best to make herself disappear into thin air. but no matter how hard she tried, yua was still here and she still had to clear things up between the two of them. no matter how awkward it would be.

"i'm really sorry about what i said earlier, i honestly don't know what came over me."

if she recalled correctly, the pair had never had an argument before-- and even though her verbal attack from earlier could hardly be labeled as a real argument, yua still felt as if there was an invisible brick wall between them. she didn't want to imagine what she would feel like if they were to ever get into a real fight.

"the dinner was just a little bit ... much for me. and then i also just had this stupid unnecessary argument with nika, you know ..." yua can't help but sigh. if there was anyone she was used to fighting with, it was her own girlfriend. "you know how awfully impulsive i can get when i'm nervous. i end up saying things i don't mean and then i regret them immediately after. just like right now." yua walks a couple more steps so she finally stands in front of minjun. "i'm just ... really, really sorry for what i said earlier." then she holds out her pinky like she is urging him to intertwine his with hers. "friends?"