3 Ways

Talks

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Chanyeol was ready to call it a night and hop into bed, but after he turned the TV off the doorbell rang. He wasn't expecting anyone and his sister had left town just the other day. Without much hurry he started toward the door and felt a spark of surprise surf through him when he saw Namjoo.

He felt his heart jump a little, but quickly calmed himself. She probably wasn't there for him.

"Hey," she greeted, "can we...talk?"

Chanyeol blinked his eyes before stepping back to allow her in. When he closed the door he saw her look around before heading over to sit on his bed in front of the window. He set his eyes on her back before walking over to sit next to her being careful to leave a gap between them.

"You want to know about the things I couldn't tell you before, right?" Namjoo asked without looking at him.

Chanyeol's lids fluttered before he suddenly knew where this was headed.

"You don't..." he began feeling guilty and apologetic, but Namjoo cut him off.

"It's a long story," Namjoo clasped her hands together, "you said you'd listen without judging me before. Can you hold onto your words tonight?"

Chanyeol opened his mouth to reply, but stopped and pressed his lips firmly together before nodding. He had to be honest. Truth was, he very much wanted to know what she'd been keeping from him.

Namjoo slightly tilted her head toward the ground before lifting it up, "His name is Luhan. He's my guardian angel."

He heard something break in her voice and her face contorted up agonizingly.

"He came to me the day I wanted to jump off the bridge," Namjoo began.

Chanyeol carefully listened to each word of the story Namjoo was weaving in front of him. He watched her face break, the tears fall and she wiped them each time until she gave up, and he saw her heart fall apart in front of him over and over. He couldn't do anything and that was the worst of it. Her cries and deepening sobs penetrated a part of him and he knew her sharing this with him would further change things as they were.

His heart shattered when he heard her apologize, "I'm sorry, I can't forget him."

The thousand tears spilled when she lowered her head and her shoulders shook. Chanyeol felt himself ache over how heartbroken she was. He realized how wrong he'd been to push her earlier. Realizing her feelings through her story didn't help make him feel better. Maybe things would have hurt less if she hadn't told him. He felt himself melt into a puddle of pain the more he heard her cry.

Slowly reaching out he wrapped his arms around her to offer some comfort knowing that was all he could do.

Honestly, he didn't know how he felt. He'd never known anyone to make Namjoo cry like this. For at least a while, he thought he had held the most importance in her life.

Her heavy tears drenched his shirt so much that it felt like he'd just taken a walk in the rain. Namjoo had suddenly fallen asleep a while later with her head on his lap and everything almost felt normal when he ran his fingers through her hair.

This person with him tonight was so different from the person he used to know. He always felt attached to the Namjoo who ran and came back, but this one made him feel distant. When he looked at her now, all he could see was the pain in her face and the depression she was fighting alone.

Why...had she told him her story?

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Changmin walked through the empty playground and found Victoria sitting at the bottom of a slide. He'd been curious about why she'd called him out of the middle of nowhere, since it wasn't like her to do so. He'd been in the middle of dinner, but it wasn't like he could have told her that.