with a heavy chest, you hand minseok the little scrapbook you've been meticulously working at for a while. in it were assorted pictures of you, minseok, and the boys, words of encouragement, candid shots, places you've visited over the years. don't even think about looking up. fighting back the urge to wrap him up burrito-style and hold him hostage in your apartment to keep him from leaving was difficult enough as it is.
'is this for me?' he asks, surprise lacing his voice and a little touched.
'no it's for your rifle. hope it doesn't get lonely when you lock it up at night.'
minseok chuckles, taking your hands in his as he tries peeking at your downcast face. 'why aren't you looking at me? you won't be seeing this face for a whole year.'
you slowly look up to meet his gorgeous eyes, lacing your hands together with trembling lips. 'and when i do..hopefully your bald ass head grows out cuz you deadass look like an egg right now.'
'a handsome egg.' he quips, burning the image of you bursting in laughter into his memory. 'your handsome egg.'
you wrap your arms around him in a tight hug, nodding. yes, you would miss him. yes, there would be a ton of sleepless nights to come, worrying about him. but he would be back. and you'd be right there waiting for him.
// quality time with minseok before he leaves for the military //
