SHADES OF SILVER. KTH | 21+

chapter 50

Third person's POV.

The exotic soulful voice of jazz was vibrating through out the small beaten up room. Each rhythm was giving a sense of peace to the two figures present in the room.

Harmony.

That's all one could define that quite atmosphere as the jazz music hummed through out the silence. The melody which gave soul to the music is something unforgettable, which is why the mint haired was humming a certain beat as he treated the bullet wound of the women seated on bed.

... I don't believe it's always the same.

I don't believe that people change.

I don't believe it's over now and you're gone forever ...

The female voice which flowed in the silence of room made him sigh in satisfaction.

Every time he played the exotic music, he get that sense of peace he yearns. It keeps him calm by evoking that positive emotions which makes him grounded. More calmer than anything else.

It helps him to think more in peace and collected.

Like right now how he just got the bullet out of her arm and was gonna stitch that wound close and treat it good all while avoiding that strong gaze of the said women who's having her heated gaze on him as if she was studying him.

No, it wasn't one of those merciless gaze which shows terror behind those silver orbs but in fact it was an strong heated gaze as if there's something going in her mind.

After putting the cotton down, Suga took the needle and once again gave his all attention to Storm's arm while ignoring all those voices inside his head.

... I don't know what I did so wrong.

To make you leave and make you run.

I don't know how this hurt and pain
Will fade in time ...

A loud sigh was left her lips and Suga knew it. He knew that he won't get to enjoy that sweet melody from his phone as the other wanted to talk.

"Are you good?" Suga just hummed back as he worked gently and carefully with a bit furrowed eyebrows. He could feel Yoonji and Yoongi being goofy along with another presence inside. The little.

... Is there something I can say to change your mind and make you stay ...

The soothing female voice felt very calming for his every fiber.

He was stitching the wound close as his cat like eyes watched sharply how the meat of her arm tugged as he stitch it close gently.

Sensing her hand raising, he never once flinched but he was being more conscious about her action.

Her rough hand came in contact with his cold forehead. Ever so slowly caressing it she kept his wet mint hair back from his forehead, making it easier for him to see.

... Cos i just need you by my side
The way things were before ...

"You seem more used to it." Hearing her deep raspy voice, the corner of his lips tugged up a bit while he took a quick glance at her with his hooded eyes for a second and once again concentrated on the job in his hand.

"Kinda have to." He continued with a hum nonchalantly. "And you seem more than used to this." He nodded towards her arm without moving his gaze which earned a sigh from her.