8: hope & an unexpected confrontation

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HUANG RENJUN.

Hope.

I used to believe in hope... before suffering came.

Now, I'm not sure what I feel as I watch Jaemin finally, finally attempt contact with someone who isn't me.

I've forgotten what hope feels like. But it feels refreshing.

I try to tell myself that I shouldn't set my standards too high, but I can't help but beam as soon as I see Chenle hugging my Jaemin fiercely.

It's then that I think that maybe everything will be okay someday.

I can't get my hopes up, but I can be happy that there's finally someone who can take care of him, since I no longer can.

Jaemin goes to take a shower in the small bathroom that joins onto Chenle's little room - the boy insisted he freshen up after looking so pale and sickly.

This is the one place I can't follow him... maybe the physical solidarity of the water repels me? I don't even know what the laws are at this point.

All I know is that when Jaemin showers, I remain wherever he last was.

Looks like I'm stuck in this room.

"So, do you care to tell me what's going on or am I going to have to ask Jaemin why he has a shadow?"

I freeze.

Because after three long years, someone is talking directly to me. Zhong Chenle is staring straight at me, with a frown etched upon his face.

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𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 norenminWhere stories live. Discover now