Cal couldn’t breathe. He didn’t want to, if it meant that time would pass, if it meant this would end. He hadn’t planned on talking about this now—he hadn’t even planned on it at all—butthey were here now, and he was already writing the music to it in his head.
“So…this is it?” Cal asked, and he hated how his voice trembled a bit. He hated that he didn’t know what he was going to do with all the space he’d already carved out for her. He hated that he’d been so sure when they asked him to write a note for the album, ‘to my ex. I hope I fought well.’ It would just be there forever, like his songs about Bomseok. “We’re just going to pretend like this never happened?”
Her breath came out in a shudder, and Cal wanted to say he wasn’t going to cry. But he could feel it in his chest, emotions threatening to burst, his heart ready to break.
“In three years,” she said, and her voice was strained. She sat next to him on the bed and placed her hand over his. She was looking at his hands, brushing her fingers over the calluses and blisters playing the guitar had created. There was so much love in that gesture that Cal wanted to drink it all in, wanted to kiss away the words he’d said. “When everyone recognizes you as South Korea’s gift to music. When you have your arena shows and your daesangs, and everything you ever wanted.”
“I want you to be there.” He wanted to say.
“I will still know you,” Lia told him, determination on her face as she looked at him. There was that look again, that look that knew everything would work out, knew exactly what needed to be done. “I will know everything you’ve done to make it happen. Everything you did to fight for me, your fan. I’ll still be in the front row of your shows. And I will always love you that way.”
He wanted to say something. Wanted to kiss her and try to convince her to see his way, because he was selfish and he wanted her, and he didn’t want to lose this. But his phone began to ring, and Cal was never more disinterested in answering than he was at that moment. Lia’s laptop began to demand herattention as well. She had mentioned she had a call scheduled with Mon today.
“Fuck.” She jolted out of bed as Cal did too, suddenly needing to wear a shirt for this conversation. “I’ll take this call in the living room.”
Cal looked down at the name trying to claim his attention. Seo Minji. Why was Minji calling him? Now, of all times?
“No, I’ll take my call in my room?—”
Lia flapped her hand at him, and he had no idea what that was supposed to mean. They both had on their house slippers, and Cal didn’t want her to leave the room. He didn’t want to leave the room either. But their lives outside were calling, and neither of them had any plans to ignore those calls.
He kissed Lia instead, stealing it when he could. God, she let him, melting under his touch, holding him tight. A small part of him didn’t want to let her go.
“I would have braved a traffic jam for you,” he said, finally. “Three traffic jams.”
“Just three?” she joked.
But he had to let her go.
He turned away and moved to his bedroom. “Yoboseyo?”
LOWDOWN NEWS: BELOVED KPOP COUPLE TEASES REUNION, FANS CELEBRATE
Fans rejoice! The CalMin couple are reuniting!
Second-generation idols, CoBOLT’s Ahn Cal and Jellie Ace’s Seo Minji appeared on each other’s social accounts and posted new photos, fans called ‘lovestagram.’ In the photos, theAre We Dating?variety show alums are seen smiling and laughing together on the set of Minji’s channel,Dream A Little Dream Minji.
Fans took the photos as a sign that a CalMin couple reunion is imminent on the channel, taking to social media to share their thoughts.
“Been shipping the CalMin couple from the beginning! Can’t wait for this!”
“Our ults are coming back together!”
“Can’t wait to see our Minji talk casually with an old friend!’
Both Cal and Minji received a flood of love during their run onAre We Dating,which also prompted the release ofLittle Love,a song they wrote together for the show. Until the show releases, watch their self-produced music videohere.
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AHHH LOVE THIS SECOND GEN COMEBACK
My back might hurt but my heart still eagerly cheers for them both
