Yun-ho

You slumped on the couch, staring at the untouched tea Yunho made. He leaned against the counter, watching you. "So· we're in the sad, staring-at-the-wall phase?"

"I just don't get it," you murmured. "He said he loved me, then left."

Yunho sat beside you. "Then he never deserved you."

"You're just saying that."

"I don't say things I don't mean," he said, fingers brushing yours. "If it were me I'd.. nevermind.." he turns around and leaves.