𝐴𝑆𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑆𝑀; bts os

ksj : latibule

summary: in which she gives him the safety he needs.

genre: angst, fluff

word count: + 1.3k

latibule; (noun) a hiding place, a place of safety and comfort.

requested by ?

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tears streamed down the young man's face as he stood in front of the grave. he gripped the bouquet of flowers tightly as he stared down at the tombstone, wearing his love's name. he knelt down and placed the flowers inside one of the vases. "i miss you.", he whispered. he knew that it was silly waiting for a response, but a tiny part of his hoped she could hear him. "it has been three months already, and i still cry every day.", he muttered, hands buried deep inside the pockets of his coat. he would never have thought that losing someone could hurt so much.

— (y/n) p.o.v.

i rubbed my hands and sighed softly. "today's a cold day again.", i mumbled and nuzzled deeper inside my scarf. looking above to the greyish sky, i thought about the possibility of snowfall today. "would be nice. i'm sure that (b/n) would love to play in the snow." feeling the cold creep into my body and making me shiver, i decided to go to a nearby café and drink some hot chocolate or a coffee. noticing my favorite café nearby, i approached it and sighed in content when i walked through the door and felt warm air embracing me. there were still some tables available, so i quickly ordered a hot chocolate and a piece of cake.

i sat down at a table in a corner, the one i used to sit at whenever i went in this café. tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, i began to scroll through my messages on my phone, occasionally sippping at my chocolate. suddenly, i heard a deep voice asking: "excuse me, but is this place still free?" looking up, i saw a young man with dark brown hair standing in front of me. i nodded and looked at my phone again. "thank you.", he mumbled. i head him sigh and looked up. "is there something wrong, mister?"

his eyes met mine and he gasped slightly, nearly spilling the cup of coffee he held. "are you alright?", i asked concerned. "y-yes..i mean, you remind me of someone.", he said, looking down, sadness clearly audible in his voice. "of someone you lost?", i continued to ask, and he looked up, taken aback. "how did you know?" "uhm, you look at me, are shocked and then there's the sadness in your voice. i'm not studying psychology for nothing. so, maybe you want to tell me whom i remind you of? i'm just a stranger, i know."

he took a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair. "i think i'd be nice to introduce myself first. so, my name is kim seokjin, but you can call me jin." i smiled warmly. "i'm (n/n) (y/n), nice to meet you."

"the thing is, you remind me of my girlfriend. she passed away three months ago. you have the same hair color as her, the same eyes, even your voice sounds similar. i'm sorry if i creeped you out.", jin said, resting his chin on his hand, his dark eyes focused on me. "don't worry about this. i can understand you, even if i never lost someone very close to me before. it seems like your feelings for her are still strong. would you mind telling me a bit about her?"

jin nodded and started to talk. about her kindness, her habits, the things she used to laugh over, the food she liked and much more. i realized that i may looked like her, but deep inside, i was totally different. still, we laughed a lot and i knew it helped jin to talk about his love. after some time passed, jin glanced at his watch and sighed. "i'm sorry, but it's late already. i should be back home in about 20 minutes to make dinner.." i chuckled. "no problem at all. let's exchange numbers, we can keep in contact. i mean, if you ever need someone to talk to, i'm always there for you." jin smiled. "words can't express how happy i feel now, (y/n). thank you so much."

"no need to thank me, that's the least i could have done for you." we exchanged numbers and walked together out of the café, where the cold winter air hit me like a truck. "you're alright?", jin asked, slightly worried. letting out an airy laugh, i nodded. "could be worse. so, i need to go. see you soon, okay?", he nodded and we waved at each other saying goodbye. like this, our ways parted and i began my walk home. suddenly, i felt snowflakes falling from the sky. "perfect.", i grinned.

i've always loved snow. to me, it looked peaceful, and i felt at ease when the landscape was being painted white, the trees covered with snow and ice. the smell of snow, of cold winter air. the crunching sound that could be heard when walking through snow. building snowmans and igloos.

as soon as i arrived at home and opened the door, my brother ran towards me, waving his arms around. "noona, noona, look outside, it's snowing!", he yelled and i chuckled, ruffling his hair slightly. "let's build a snowman!", he called out for me, standing in the doorway, about to open the door. "i'd love to, (b/n), but there's not enough snow yet. trust me, when you wake up tomorrow, the garden will be flooded with white, thick snow. then we can build a snowman together, okay?" he pouted and puffed out his cheek, but still followed me into the kitchen, where my mother stood at the stove, preparing dinner.

"oh, (y/n), darling, you're early today. want to help me?", she smiled warmly and i nodded, setting the table. afterwards, i quickly changed into comfy and warm clothes. suddenly, my phone vibrated, signalling me the arrival of a new message. it was from jin. "hello (y/n), today's afternoon sure was great. we should repeat that one day. are you free next week?" smiling to myself, i answered: "i thought so too, what about next wednesday? around 4 pm?" i'd have loved to wait for his answer, but that moment, my mother called me from downstairs, saying that dinner was ready.

"so, how was your day, (y/n)?", she asked and i told her about jin and such. she smiled in response. "that's so typical you. always meeting new people at the most random of places."

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"hey jin!", i called out to the older male, waving at him. he smiled and waved back. "so, what do you want to do?", he asked. "what about if we go for a walk? it's a cold and clear winter day, perfect for a walk through the park.", replied. jin agreed and we walked into the closest park. it was, like i hoped, very peaceful. the crunching of the snow and our breath were the only things that could be heard. "hey, i wanted to say thank you again.", jin interrupted the silence, a kind smile appeared on his features. "after i talked to you, i felt better than ever. it was really weird, but i have the feeling, that i will be able to let go of (g/n), some day. can you help me with that?"

nudging his arm slightly, i nodded. "of course." "well, i might creep you out, but i could even consider you as a friend now. so, let's definitely keep in contact, alright?", jin said, slightly nervous and i giggled in response. "being friends never is a bad thing, so yes. actually, it's quite nice having a friend to talk to."

and like this, i found a new friend i could trust, i could talk to.

sometimes, friendship is the only thing keeping you from becoming sad.

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edited; 2017/10/07.

"'tis better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all."
— alfred lord tennyson; in memoriam a.h.h.