In Another's Shoes.

Locked In Crimson

Chapter 16: (your pov)

As I walk away from lord Jeon's study, I wanted to forget what I saw completely, i could help but think about how did soobin end up here, I was getting curious and nervous was he my soobin ? Or was he actually a doppelgangers of my soobin like I'm for Aaira ? My brain was hurting so bad, it was as if someone has crushed it.

After yoongi left, I was lost once again, I wanted to forget everything I just saw and wanted to believe that it was nothing but just another dream.

As I wandered aimlessly in the garden, I was lost in the labyrinth of my own thoughts, suddenly I lost my balance as I collided in someone, it was soobin, I stumbled upon Soobin,he was sitting amidst the death flowers. His gaze met mine, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still as we locked eyes. I could sense the weight of his stare, as if he were searching for something in the depths of my soul.

Taking in his features, I couldn't help but marvel at how much he resembled the Soobin I once knew. His soft, expressive eyes held a hint of sorrow, his lips curved into a gentle smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. There was sadness about him.

As we both came back to our senses, we quickly stood up, the awkwardness of the moment hanging between us like a heavy cloud. Sensing his somber mood, I couldn't help but ask what was troubling him.

Y/n: what's wrong, soobin?

He sighed deeply, his gaze drifting back to the death flowers before him. he began, his voice tinged with sadness.

Soobin: It's these flowers, They remind me of something... something I've lost.

I listened intently as he spoke, my heart aching at the pain in his voice.

Y/n: What do you mean?

I asked gently, encouraging him to share his thoughts. Soobin hesitated for a moment before continuing.

Soobin: You see, these flowers... they're a symbol of lost love, They say that when someone loses the one they love, these flowers bloom in their place, a reminder of the love that once was.

Y/n: I'm sorry, Soobin, I didn't know.

He look at me with an eyebrow raised.

Soobin: But aren't you the one who told me this noona?

Y/n: Oh yeah yeah I forgot.

What are you Aaira, and Why are you, im hating this, Im hating it when he's calling me noona. He offered me a sad smile, his eyes reflecting a myriad of emotions.

Soobin: It's okay, Sometimes, These are my favourite flowers since that day.

For a moment, we stood there in silence, the only sound the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze. Then, Soobin spoke again, his voice barely above a whisper, he confessed.

Soobin: I used to believe in love But now... now I'm not so sure.

I felt a pang of sadness at his words, knowing all too well the pain of lost love, I have lost my first love too, Aaira has lost her first love too, yoongi has lost his first love too, and now maybe jungkook too, I was not the person he loved, I was never that person.

Y/n: Love can be... complicated, especially our first love.

I admitted, my own heart was heavy when I said and I don't know why I said it yet I did. Soobin nodded in understanding, his gaze distant as he stared off into the distance.

Soobin: Sometimes, I wonder if it's worth the pain.

He mused, his voice barely audible over the soft rustle of the wind. I reached out to squeeze his hand gently, offering him what little comfort I could. I said softly, my voice filled with conviction.