Healing Hearts with Hia (JimmySea fanfic)

Wanderings of the Heart

The train from London glided smoothly into the bustling Paris station, its sleek silver body gleaming under the afternoon sun. As the doors whooshed open, a stream of commuters, each lost in their own hurried world, began to spill out onto the platform. Among them were Book and Sea, two young university students with backpacks snug on their backs and cameras poised for action around their necks. They had arrived during their university vacation, eager to explore Paris and capture its essence through their lenses.

Sea scanned the lively station, his eyes darting from face to face, searching for a familiar figure. "P'Book, where is P'Force?" he inquired, his voice tinged with anticipation.

Book held the phone to his ear, smiling as he heard Force's voice. "Hey, babe! We just arrived. Are you close by?"

"Mochi, love!" Force's voice was filled with enthusiasm, the sound of traffic and city life faintly audible in the background. "I'm just a couple of minutes away. Look for me near the main entrance."

Book's face lit up, and he relayed the message to Sea. "He's almost here. Let's head towards the entrance."

Navigating through the bustling station, they weaved through clusters of travelers, their excitement mounting with every step. As they approached the entrance, the midday sun spilled into the station, casting a warm glow on the polished floor.

Suddenly, Sea spotted him first—a tall figure with an easy smile and a stylish flair that set him apart from the crowd. "There he is!" Sea exclaimed, pointing towards the entrance.

Book's heart skipped a beat as he caught sight of Force. He quickened his pace, a wide grin spreading across his face. Force spotted them and waved enthusiastically, his eyes shining with happiness.

They finally reached him, and Book enveloped Force in a tight hug, the world around them momentarily fading away. "I've missed you so much," Book whispered into Force's ear.

"I've missed you too," Force replied softly, pulling back slightly to plant a quick kiss on Book's forehead.

Sea watched with a smile, feeling the warmth of their reunion. "It's so good to see you again, P'Force," he said, stepping forward to join the embrace.

Force extended an arm to include Sea in the hug, his laughter resonating with joy. "It's great to see you both. Welcome to Paris!"

As they stepped back, Force's eyes sparkled with excitement. "I hope you're ready for an unforgettable adventure. Let' go."

Sea shook his head with a gentle smile. "Nah, you both enjoy your date first. I'll meet you all later."

Book looked confused, concern clouding his features. He reached out and gently held Sea's arm. "It's alright, Sea. You can join us."

Sea shook his head again, reassuringly. "I have somewhere I want to go alone. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Force nodded, though a trace of worry flickered in his eyes. "Alright, Sea. Be careful out there." Book added, "Call me if you need anything, okay?"

Sea slipped off his backpack and took out a small fanny pack from it. Handing the larger bag to Force, he said, "P'Force, would you mind if I leave this with you?"

Force smiled warmly as he accepted the backpack. "Of course not. I'll take it back to my apartment."

With a final wave, Sea turned and walked off, his steps purposeful yet somehow solitary. Force pulled Book closer in a side hug as they watched Sea's retreating figure. "Shall we, Mochi?" he asked, using the endearing nickname he had for Book.

Book nodded but couldn't hide the concern etched across his face. As Force started the car and began driving, Book kept glancing at the rear-view mirror, watching Sea's back until he disappeared into the crowd.

Noticing his boyfriend's unease, Force placed a reassuring hand on Book's lap. "Love, is Sea all right? There seems to be something on his mind."

"Book sighed deeply and gently squeezed Force's hand. 'To be honest, there's always something on his mind. Sometimes he just finds a quiet spot and stares into space, lost in his thoughts.'"

Force kept his eyes on the road, his brow furrowing with concern. "Do you think he might be feeling homesick? Missing his family and friends? Have you talked to him about it?"

"Book nodded, a hint of sadness clouding his expression. 'I thought the same initially. I tried to talk to him once, but he didn't respond; he just kept crying.' 

Force's hand tightened gently around Book's, his brow furrowed with concern. "That sounds really tough. Maybe he just needs more time to open up."

"Yeah," Book admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I was taken aback. I'm worried I might have crossed a line by asking such personal questions, so I decided to stop probing further."

Force's gaze softened, and he intertwined his fingers with Book's, giving a gentle squeeze. "We'll be here for him, Book. Whenever he's ready to share, we'll be here."

Book nodded, grateful for Force's understanding. He leaned into Force's touch, finding comfort in the connection they shared. "I hope he finds whatever he's looking for," Book said quietly. "I just want him to be happy."