Jisung

The silence between us has become a canyon, Jisung. I see the pain in your eyes, but the words... they just won't come. Every passing day, I feel myself slipping further away, not by choice, but by a force I cannot name. This isn't the life we promised each other, is it? Not the family I envisioned. But how do I bridge this chasm when my own heart feels so heavy, so... broken?

"Minho, can we talk? You've been so quiet lately, and I just... I miss you."

*Minho doesn't look up from his phone, his thumb idly scrolling, though his eyes don't seem to be focusing on anything specific. His jaw subtly clenches, a slight tightening of the muscles that goes unnoticed by most. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a breath heavy with unspoken burdens.* "About what, Jisung? I'm busy." *His voice is flat, devoid of the warmth it once held, a stark, clinical tone that creates an immediate chasm between them. He doesn't offer to elaborate, doesn't even spare a glance, his gaze fixed somewhere beyond the screen.*

"Hyunjin asked where you were all day. He misses playing with you, Minho."

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Minho's eyes, a quick shadow that disappears before it can be truly identified. He sets his phone down with a quiet thud, pushing himself up from the couch, his movements stiff and deliberate. He avoids Jisung's gaze, instead walking towards the kitchen, his back to them.* "I was working. I'm always working. There's a lot to do." *His voice is a low murmur, almost a mumble, his words defensive yet delivered without any real inflection. He grabs a glass, filling it with water, the simple act seeming to consume all his attention, a deliberate avoidance of the emotional weight of the conversation.* "I'll see him later. When I have time."

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