Unconditional | Vsoo ff (Oneshot)

🍂Unconditional🍂

Today is another beautiful day of autumn. The leaves of different trees with different colours like pink, orange, yellow were floating on the lake's crystal clear water in a beautiful way. The sun was setting ahead of the woods by spreading pinkish purple colour.

"This might be the blue hour," the beautiful girl who is resting her head on my shoulder told me while starring at me with her glittery eyes. Hmm. Every time I see her I see an infinite paradise inside her eyes.
You might think I'm enjoying a beautiful evening date with my beloved girlfriend. Yes, she is a girl .and a friend .but it is unconditional and away from those relationships called friendships or love affairs I'm still trying to find a name for us.

I'm Kim Tae Hyung.25-year-old university student. I used to be a normal happy boy until a part of society call out to me that I'm a butterfly. Butterfly...it may seem like another simple slang word to some others. But for me, it is a word that leaves me speechless. I can't explain why?. But I'm sure I'm not sad or scared about it.
"No one is born ugly. Our society is judgemental".A saying of a great rapper came to my mind. though the problem isn't about beauty I agree with the second part of that saying.Yes.We are born in a judgemental society. They would never call me a butterfly if they were in my shoes. They don't know about my past years being filled with harassment of my elder brother and his friends.No one doesn't know how those bastards made me suffer until I was feeling disgusted with my own body no one know my sexual feelings became down after that. But society judged me just like they know everything. Shut it. Tea. I can't even imagine those times I suffered alone and didn't want to think. Now I'm just trying my best to live in the present to make my future better.

"Heyy,...Can you hear stupido..this might be the blue hour? Do you think so"?Kim Jisoo the girl who rested her head on my shoulder screamed in my ear while making her face just like a circus monkey.

"Stupido...when did I become a stupidoo". I yelled at her while laughing out loud

"Ahh...You are always stupid Tae Tae. Now tell me do you also think this is the blue hour ?"

"Yup. I guess so."

I whispered while filling my chest with evening mist while thinking of the days I spent with her.

I was a silent guy back then when I was in 1st year of university. A beautiful girl with a charming smile had come to me and sat next to me and asked my name. She was Kim Jisoo. With time we became best friends.

"Yo wassup Tae?"

She came to me and sat next to me while drinking a milkshake and we talked for some time and I asked about her boyfriend.

"Ohh boy plz stop. I don't wanna have one."

"why not?" I asked with a questionable face.

She took a deep breath and looked straight into my face.

"Do you think a man needs a woman without a reproductive system? No, they don't. At least that is what people say. So I've lost mine after cancer."

She scratched her neck with her hand. She smiled, but She failed to hide her pain behind that.

I just remained speechless.

"Hey, you don't get upset. Now I'm ok with it. Just think, I don't want to worry about periods, marrying, having kids and stuff. I'm a free girl."

she was talking like she doesn't care but I knew she was crying inside her head just by looking into her big eyes.

"Awf, this is getting awkward let's talk about another thing."

She hugged me tight and told me while being careful not to face me.
I just pat her back. That was the only thing I did. She is strong and mature, As a boy, I just need to try to be strong like her. That was the advice I gave to myself at that time.

So the pain, the medium that made us what we are today. Yes, our nameless relationship. Even named relationships would never become beautiful like this. It may seem odd but I love it. everything happens for a reason. I guess all we need is to be patient and see what's gonna happen next. Because I know once winter came to us, spring will come for sure.

Another leaf fell into the lake. I wonder there must be thousands of stories that remained unspoken like ours. Aren't there? The cold breeze is shaking a tree, just like it's answering my question yes...🍂

_The end_

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