Mingyu's grip tightened, and the ambient temperature of his mood plummeted several degrees.
"I don't know what it is you think you should be doing, but you're absolutely not leaving me," Mingyu asserted before he could stop himself, before he could stop to consider his words, to take more care with his planning. He didn't know how not to show his hand with Fox, it seemed.
Perhaps that was the best.
"Whatever has to happen, we'll work it out then. I can't— I won't—"
He sucked in a breath, tight and shallow.
"The next time I lose you will take the last of me."
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"I don't know what it is you think you should be doing, but you're absolutely not leaving me," Mingyu asserted before he could stop himself, before he could stop to consider his words, to take more care with his planning. He didn't know how not to show his hand with Fox, it seemed.
Perhaps that was the best.
"Whatever has to happen, we'll work it out then. I can't— I won't—"
He sucked in a breath, tight and shallow.
"The next time I lose you will take the last of me."