나의 꽃이 되어 짙어져 버린 오늘이
그대에게 고마워
My love is a flower in your handsLily of the valley
The symbol of purity, joy, love, sincerity, happiness and luckMinho's pov.
I am wondering if I made the wrong decision.
It has already been two days since I went to the park, and I still have not told Jisung about what I saw. I am not even sure what it is that I saw. I have no way of knowing if that woman was really Jisung's mother. I was so lost on what I should do that I even talked to my father about it seeking any solutions. It is crazy how someone's whole life can be in your hands, and you do not know what to do with it. How do I hand it to him?
Father said I should wait till we make sure it is her before we do anything. Fearing to give him false hope, I did what Father suggested. However, I am unsure how I will ensure it is her.
I was lost in my own brain when a knock interrupted my thoughts. It was Jisung. I knew that because I had memorized his knock. It's not the same every time, but his gentleness creeps up even through a simple action like knocking just as it does in everything he does. Like he is afraid of hurting his surroundings the way he was hurt.
''Come in, Jisung,'' I called but not louder than necessary. ''How do you know it is me every time?'' He giggled... it was not bright enough to hide the red puffy eyes. ''I just do, personalized superpowers.'' I joked, not pointing out how obvious it was that had cried.
''Sounds special.'' he sassed. I really love these small moments when he shows a little sneak peek of his personality. It is the real special action here. ''So, I actually came here wondering if I could spend my break at your office if that's okay.'' His voice flew smoothly in the air.
''Of course, you can. take a seat wherever you like.'' I smiled at him, happy that he finally asked for something when he wanted to. ''Is there something wrong at the break area? anything that I should know about I mean.'' I asked expecting to be met by the little eighteen-second pause before he answers. ''Not really, Just do not want to be around people right now.''
''That is okay you can come here whenever you feel like this, I can leave the office empty for you as well. I am sure Chan would not mind my company at his office.'' I offered. ''No!'' He shouted suddenly, not loud, but louder than his usual. ''No,'' he repeated this time more calmly. ''Can you stay here with me?''
''I would love to stay with you.'' I stood up from behind the desk and walked towards the small couch at the corner of the office. He followed close behind, but he waited for permission to sit down which I gave right away.
I offered him my hand when I noticed he was playing with his. It is a habit of his that I do not think he even realizes. He looked between me and my hand couple of times before he took it in his. smiling to himself. A soft pink blush painting his cheeks as he did.
''I do not want to hide something from you, but I do not want to talk about it.'' He spoke up again after few minutes without looking at me, and only if he knew how much I want to tell him, too. ''You do not have to talk about anything, Do I have your permission to know on my own though?'' He nodded silently but moved closer to me.
We sat together silently verbally but our bodies talked, drawing each other closer like they were trying to meld us together.
"My break is over" he broke the silence ten minutes later. "You can stay for longer if you need to. Tuesdays are not busy so you have time." Am I saying that for him or for myself I'm not sure. It just feels right to be here like that in each other's arm.
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