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2017-08-24
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2020-06-26
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Mamamoo song fic collection

Summary:

Sometimes when I hear a song it inspires a little something. I'm going to post those little somethings here. It might be a full on one-shot or a drabble.

Expect it to be mostly WheeByul.

Chapter 1: WheeByul | Kim SungKyu - Kontrol

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Byulyi you know better than this. You know better than to hang onto this hope that she will come back. Not when she wont even return to this part of Seoul. Why do you keep breaking you own heart?

 

Moonbyul tossed her phone onto the bed wishing the distance would make the words sting less. Her best friend was right and she knew it but she couldn’t give up on the hope that Wheein would return to her.

 

Moonbyul was an absolute mess, crying day in and day out. Her apartment looked like it had been ransacked by thieves and her fridge was completely empty. Her best friend Solar had tried to clean the mess. She had tried to get Moonbyul out of the apartment once and it ended in a shouting match. There was only so much even her patience could take.

 

Wheein had changed her phone number. Moonbyul knew this when she tried to call her using Solar’s phone, calling over and over just to make sure the number was entered correctly. She was blocked on all of Wheein’s social media accounts. Without knowing where she was Moonbyul was completely alienated from the love of her life.

 

“What did you do that was so terrible that she up and left the city?” Solar asked drunkenly one night. It was a question she had promised she wouldn’t ask and it rubbed Moonbyul the wrong way to hear it.

 

After a couple more drinks Moonbyul thought she was able to respond without breaking into tears.

 

“I told her I loved her. When she said she couldn’t reciprocate I tried to take my own life.”

 

“You what?!” Solar’s eyes were wide from shock and anger, “How come this is the first time I’ve heard about this?”

 

“I’m not proud of it.” Moonbyul kept her head down, “But you promised not to ask me if you can’t handle the truth it’s your own damn fault.”

 

“When I’m sober we’re going to have a little talk.”

 

Solar nodded off just before the sun began to rise. The light filtered through the open window shining down onto Moonbyul on the floor. She shimmered and evaporated into the sun beam for a moment then reappeared in a dark corner of the room holding her knees to her chest.

 

How long would she haunt this apartment before she was over Jung Wheein?