Never Convinced
Minho x fem!reader
Word count: 255
Genre: non-idol!au, angst
Warnings: mentions of self-deprivation (food), implied living together
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Growing up, or passing through teenage life, society has always wanted you to believe that a relationship will only work out if the guy loves the girl more than she loves him—you never believed in that; but, you also didn’t think it would work if it was the other way around. You believed that a relationship is a two-way communication between partners and that one must love as greatly as the other does; not until you met Minho, the only man you’ve loved this way.
He cooked your favorite meal when you feel like you don’t even deserve to eat something, listened to your cries and worries because he knew all you just want is to be heard. That was how things used to be. Now, he cooks for himself only, hell, he doesn’t even come home anymore so you don’t really know if he’s actually eating—you never fail in reminding him to eat proper meals in time tho. Now, he’s the man behind your cries and worries, you don’t want to be heard anymore, you just want the old loving Minho back.
You were never convinced by the society when they wanted you to believe that a relationship will only last if the guy loves you more than you love him. You still don’t believe in it, but God knows how many times you had begged him and wished that even just for a little bit, Minho would love you more than you love him; hoping that this relationship would last a while longer.
