Autumn 🍂 || Sukhoon ||

02

Jihoon rests his chin in the palm of his hands. He sighs softly while still sitting in his cabin. A few days...to be exact 4 days passed since the pretty man has arrived and Jihoon has only seen him 3 times. That's a little less considering he is new so he should be having a look at the town and every valley and visiting every shop but he isn't. He didn't even walk out of  Mrs. Oh's house as if he was locked in.

But he wasn't. Maybe he just didn't like this place. But it's beautiful! Jihoon has been to a college which was in city and far from his home and that place was so much crowded and polluted. This place is literally like heaven.

The door of his store open, with the bells jingling... someone arrived. It was almost evening and in this town people would rarely walk around during evening because the weather would be more chilly and especially when it's the end of Autumn.

Jihoon walked out of his cabin to look at who arrived. "Oh-?" He froze at his spot when the same pretty man from his thoughts turned to him and stared back with the same poker face. It was like those Japanese movies that Jihoon watched. It was like Jihoon was struck by lightning. The tingling feeling and the sudden rise in his heart beat was the proof that it was all real.

The man bowed slightly and Jihoon finally snapped out of his day dream. He bowed back. "Hello~ welcome to Mizu bookstore" he nods and looked around. "It's all free!" He turned to me again and nods.

"Sure.." he walked in visiting shelf to shelf. Looking at each shelf with books. His voice so soft and lovely. Jihoon thought this man was mute but he can speak and such a sweet voice- ... ugh! Jihoon could die at this moment. Then why doesn't the man speaks more??? He should! It's like if he doesn't speak then it'll become so quiet just like him.

He wanted to talk more to that man but about what? So he stayed quiet instead and just watched his every step. The man gracefully picked up one novel from the last shelf and settled in of one of the tables.

"Sir, Coffee?" I asked and he thought for a while before he shook his head. Didn't even look at me but okay ...
"Tea?" He looked up in my eyes and nods. Doe eyes...Pretty

I smiled and went to make tea for him. The taller male kept glancing back and forth from the pretty man to the tea kettle. He looks just as quiet as he looked when Jihoon first saw him. He kept admiring from afar not daring to walk close and strick a conversation. After the tea was ready he servered it in the prettiest cup he had, took the cup and kept it infront of the man who took it and Mumbled a small 'thanks'. He went and sat at the counter table's seat. Staring at the man.

Somehow the man looked so miraculous in his eyes, every time Jihoon layed his eyes on this man it was as if the man was magnetic. He wasn't able to look away.

The man sits there, drinking his tea and reading the book quietly for an hour or so. He then finally looked up and their eyes met again. Jihoon froze yet again but realized he can't be so dumb so he blinked and looked away. Shit. Embarrassing.

The man stood up, walking towards Jihoon and extended his hand. "Choi Hyunsuk" Jihoon looked up from his hands to his face and then held the hand.

"Park Jihoon" the man nods.

"I can read as long as I wish here, right?" Jihoon stood up and nods.

"Yes yes! Ofc!" The man turned.

"Ok then" he left to keep the book back at it's place. "I hope you won't let anyone borrow that book" he said lastly before he left.

Jihoon breathed out dramatically as he held the left side of his chest where his heart was beating like crazy. "God! He is omg—just confusing!" But no matter how confusing the man was. No matter how unpredictable he was, Jihoon was anticipating to meet him again and maybe become his friend...or

More?

That was just a thought tho. He was the guest of Suhyun aunt and he might as well leave sooner of later. So there was seriously no need of making him a big part of his life. I mean even if he was permanently living here he wouldn't-

Wait what the fck is he thinking! No way!!

He closed the shop a little later and walked back home while his cheeks were red and a permanent smile plastered on his face. He can't get that last eye contact out of his head, those eyes were the most beautiful thing to ever exist to be honest...

"I'm back home" he kept his shoes in the shoe rack and in a hurry ran towards his small room that was his personal hideout place. He took out his diary and jotted down something that was stuck in his mind.

"He can talk!" Jihoon wrote in his diary and chuckled. His words and voice playing in the back of his head. This Autumn felt more peaceful then ever.