Saranghaetang Manhua

Park Minwoo stared at the flickering fluorescent lights of the convenience store, his heart heavy with the weight of unspoken words. Taehyung's confession replayed in his mind like a broken record, shattering the comfortable bubble they had created together. How could Taehyung have kept such a secret from him? As he mechanically scanned items at the checkout, Minwoo's thoughts spun in a whirlwind of confusion and hurt. Taehyung's past, so intricately intertwined with their present, felt like a betrayal. The easy banter, the shared laughter - were they all just a facade? The bell above the entrance jingled, pulling Minwoo out of his turmoil. Taehyung stood there, his expression a mix of apology and apprehension. Without a word, Minwoo stepped out from behind the counter, needing space to breathe, to think. Taehyung followed him outside, the chilly evening air wrapping around them like a cocoon. "Minwoo, I'm sorry," Taehyung's voice was barely above a whisper, raw with emotion. "I should've told you sooner, but I was scared." Minwoo turned to face him, the streetlights casting long shadows across Taehyung's face. "Scared of what, Taehyung? Of losing me?" His voice wavered, an unspoken plea hanging in the air. Taehyung's eyes met his, searching, pleading for understanding. "I was scared of losing the one person who made me feel alive again, who made me believe in love," he confessed, his voice fierce with emotion. "I couldn't bear the thought of you walking away because of my past." Silence stretched between them, heavy with unspoken truths and lingering doubts. And then, in a moment of clarity, Minwoo reached out, his hand finding Taehyung's, their fingers interlocking like pieces of a puzzle finally slotting into place. "I'm not going anywhere, Taehyung," Minwoo whispered, his voice filled with a quiet determination. "We'll face this together, whatever it may bring. Because... because I love you, too." And as the night wrapped around them, holding them in its embrace, Minwoo knew that their love was a fragile yet resilient thing - a flame flickering in the wind, but steadfast in its glow. And together, they would weather the storm, forging a future from the shards of their pasts.