@lenamui1: The click of the lock sounded unusually loud in the silent evening. Lena was the first to step inside the apartment and dropped her keys in the bowl by the door. Behind her walked Miu. Her shoulders were tense and her gaze was fixed stiffly on the floor. The familiar warmth that was usually between them after a long day of filming was nowhere to be found. Lena walked through to the kitchen and tried to lighten the mood. "Do you want something to drink, Miu? I can get some cold water, or make tea?" "No," came the short answer from the hallway. Miu walked straight to the bedroom. "I'm going to sleep soon." Lena sighed deeply and closed the fridge door again. She wasn't going to put up with this anymore. The whole car ride here had already been a torture of silence. She walked with firm steps into the living room, just as Miu was about to throw her jacket on the chair. "Miu, stop this," Lena said firmly. She crossed her arms. "You haven't looked at me since the photoshoot this afternoon. What's going on?" Miu stood still for a moment with her back to Lena. Then she turned around and forced out a cold, uncomfortable laugh. Her voice was noticeably trembling though. "Nothing's going on, Lena. I'm just so... impressed by how... professional you were this afternoon. Really amazing how you play those intimate scenes with the new co-star." Lena took a step forward, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. "It was just work, Miu. You know that, right? The director asked for that chemistry for the promotion of the series. That was all it was." "Yes, I know that!" Miu suddenly burst out. The pent-up frustration came out all at once. Her breathing was faster. "But why did you look at her _like that_? Even when the director yelled 'cut', you didn't let go of her hand right away! You kept laughing. As if... as if I wasn't even there." Lena was speechless in an instant. The defensive attitude she wanted to take dropped immediately when she saw the pain in Miu’s eyes. She didn't get angry, but became intensely sad. "Miu..." Miu's anger melted away and made room for pure vulnerability. The first tear escaped and rolled down her cheek, quickly followed by more. She covered her face with her hands for a moment, exhausted by the internal struggle of the past few hours. "I hate that I feel like this," Miu said through sobs, as she lowered her hands and looked at Lena with red eyes. "I hate that I'm jealous. It's unprofessional and childish. But when I see you like that with someone else... I'm just terrified that one day you'll realize that they're better for you. That you won't want me anymore. That you'll find someone who's way more elegant or fun than I am." Lena's heart broke hearing those words. The mere thought that Miu believed she was replaceable cut straight through her soul. Without hesitating for a second, she closed the last steps between them. Lena walked up to Miu, brought her hands up and tenderly took Miu's face between her palms. With her thumbs she wiped away the warm tears. She gently made Miu look her straight in the eyes, so there was no room for doubt. Lena spoke with the softest, most sincere voice she had in her: "Look at me, Miu. Do you really think that a few cameras and a script can compete with what I feel for you? Those looks on set are fake. This, right here between us, is real. My heart only beats for you, idiot." Miu let out a weak, sobbing laugh at hearing the word 'idiot'. The heaviness in her chest finally started to feel lighter. "Really?" she whispered, as she placed her own hands over Lena's. "Really," Lena promised, then pulled Miu over to the couch. They cuddled close together. Miu rested her head on Lena's shoulder, while Lena wrapped her arm tightly around her. Now that the storm had passed, there was room for calm words. Comments⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️@𝐿𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑎 𝑆𝑐ℎ ˚⊹♡ @Miu T. #muinatasha #lenalalina #fyp #oneshotstory #viralvideos

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