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saw it coming but I still cried(fr this time)

apocalypse (c.s.)

“sleeping soundly with the locket that she gave you closed in your fist” — “apocalypse” by cigarettes after sex {2017}

pairing: choi san x fem reader

genre: fluff, angst, est. rel., college au

cw: /

wc: ~500

notes: a little different from my usual style of writing but i had to get this idea out

thank you to @ssaboala, @pyeonghongrie & @kookthief for beta reading <3

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mingi had been san's flatmate for almost 4 years now, if you count the first year they spent together at the college dorms, and yet, he knew little to nothing about san's girlfriend. perhaps mingi had heard him mention your name once or twice, but there was never enough information about you for mingi to even picture your appearance. whenever he tried to ask, san would simply shake his head and change the topic.

it wasn't like mingi was one to invade san's privacy, but he was desperate to know more about the girl who san had been dating for 'longer than he's known him'. so mingi had set out a plan to find out just a little bit more about you.

he knew that every monday and thursday, at exactly 9:38, san would close his room door and spend at least 15 minutes in there writing a letter, before carrying on with his night afterwards; and the day after that, which would be either tuesday or friday, san would mail his letter to an unknown address to you. mingi also knew that san could not sleep until he has the heart-shaped locket, with supposedly a picture of you and him in it, clutched in his fist with the chain wrapped securely around his wrist.

what he couldn't understand, though, was the secrecy.

heck, mingi was in a long-term relationship himself and he was all too happy to tell san about it, so why couldn't san do the same with his relationship with you?

he had offered to drive san to mail his letter, claiming he was going to drive to school that morning and test out his new car, so might as well. san was reasonably skeptical about his intentions, but eventually agreed. as mingi reached to type in the location of the post office on his gps, san gently pushed his hand away, typing in an unfamiliar address.

"where-" "i think it's about time you meet her, anyway," san grinned, motioning to mingi to drive, and mingi complied.

as they rounded the corner, mingi was confused to hear the gps announce their arrival of their destination, and even more confused when san let himself out of the car, maneuvering his way around the oddly silent streets like he had done this countless of times before.

when san was slow enough, mingi snuck a look at the writings on the envelope with your letter inside. he faintly smiled upon reading the 'happy 6th anniversary!' with hearts drawn all around.

by the time they've reached the end of the road, mingi prepared himself for san to knock on the door of the last house. but he didn't. san kept leading mingi further, and further, and further, until the rows and rows of slabs came into view.

oh, how mingi wished he could stop his past self from being so nosy, how he wished he never offered the ride, how he wished he could take away the pained expression on san's face, how he wished he never had to live to see his best friend kneel on the ground, in front of a grave with thousands of letters stored in a clear box, all addressed to your name.

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