My Unknown Listener

Part 2 I never expect to feel this way

Days turned into weeks, and your conversations with Yoongi became a lifeline. Each message you exchanged carried a sense of familiarity and understanding that you hadn't experienced in a long time. You talked about everything: your struggles, your dreams, the mundane details of your day. You found solace in these exchanges, even though you still didn't know who this person truly was.

Suga, on the other hand, was surprised by how much he looked forward to your messages. Each time his phone buzzed with your name, he felt a sense of connection that was rare for him. He had always kept his emotions at bay, but with you, he found himself opening up in ways he never thought possible. Your kindness and vulnerability were a stark contrast to the cutthroat world he was used to.

You: I never expected to feel this way about someone I’ve never met. I guess it’s easier to be open with you because you’re a stranger, but I also feel like you really get me.

Suga: Sometimes it's easier to be honest with people we don’t know because there are no expectations. I’m glad I can be here for you.

You paused before responding, a small smile forming on your lips. You knew that your conversations with this anonymous person had become an important part of your life, but you hadn’t expected to develop such a strong bond.

You : Do you ever wish you could just be a regular person, with regular problems? Sometimes I feel like that’s all I want—something simple.

Suga hesitated before replying, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. He had always been in control, but this conversation was pushing him to reflect on aspects of his life he usually avoided.

Suga: I think everyone wishes for something simpler at times. Maybe it's not about having a regular life, but finding moments of simplicity and peace in the chaos.

Your heart warmed at his words. They resonated with your own feelings, and for the first time, you felt a deeper connection to this mysterious stranger. Despite the unknown, your daily exchanges had created a bond that felt almost tangible.

As the days went by, you began to notice the absence of something important in your life: the desire to know more about him. You were content with the conversations you had, feeling that what you shared was enough for now. Little did you know, Suga was feeling the same way. The anonymity allowed him to be more honest and vulnerable than he had ever been, and he was reluctant to let go of this precious connection.

You: You haven’t told me your name yet!

Suga: You’ll find out soon enough, don’t worry.

You: But I’m really curious!

Suga: Patience.

You: What about meeting up?

Suga: You’re asking about meeting when you don’t even know my name?

You: Don’t be mean! By the way, where do you live?

Suga: Seoul. And you?

You: Busan. What about your family?

Suga: They live in America. What about yours?

You: My parents divorced, and both remarried. They don’t really want me around, so I left to be on my own. It’s actually been better that way.

Suga: I see.

You: Yeah. Do you have any siblings?

Suga: No, I’m an only child.

You: Me too.

You: So, what do you do?

Suga: I’m the CEO of my dad’s company, but I also run my own business.