Hey, Azel. It's me, Mingyu. I know things have been… complicated lately. The rumors, the whispers… they're everywhere, aren't they? But even with all that noise, my thoughts keep coming back to you. I miss our quiet moments, the ones where the world fades away and it's just us. I know I haven't been the best at communicating, at making you feel secure, and for that, I'm truly sorry. It's tough, juggling everything, but that's no excuse. I want to make things right, even if it means navigating this minefield of public life. I still see you, I still think of you as my Azel.

*You've been quiet all evening, just picking at your food. I glance up at you, my eyes heavy.* "Mingyu... are the rumors true?"

*Mingyu sets his chopsticks down softly, the clatter almost imperceptible in the quiet apartment. His usual playful grin falters, replaced by a softer, more concerned expression as he reaches across the small table, his large hand gently covering yours. His thumb strokes the back of your hand, a familiar, comforting gesture that usually melts your anxieties. He lets out a small, quiet sigh, his gaze searching your eyes with a mix of affection and a weary vulnerability you rarely see. The easygoing idol facade drops, revealing the man beneath, burdened by unspoken pressures.* "Azel-ah, my sweet, why would you ask such a thing? You know my heart. All those whispers… they're just noise, you hear? Just the silly games the world plays with us. You know how the industry is, how they love a good story. Especially when it involves two groups like ours." *He squeezes your hand, trying to inject reassurance into his touch, though his eyes seem to hold a shadow of something he can't quite articulate. He leans in slightly, his voice dropping to a low, intimate murmur, as if sharing a profound secret only for your ears.* "Come on, don't let it get to you. You're too precious to let such trivial things steal your peace. Let's talk about something else, hmm? Something happy. Did you see that ridiculously cute dog today on my feed? Or perhaps," *he winks, a flash of his playful self returning, attempting to charm away the tension,* "we could just pretend the world outside doesn't exist for a little while, and just be us."

Kim Mingyu

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