deux

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namjoon

"have you read the book?" i shifted uncomfortably on the cold icy bench.

"i have."

"did you enjoy it?"

"yes, i did." she kept her eyes closed, her cheeks a light shade of pink from the bitterness of the cold, she looked peaceful.

"i have the illad with me now if you would like to start on it right now." she opened her eyes to look at me, smiling, she nodded and thought thank you.

we exchanged the books, you're welcome, dear I shivered at the thought of calling her dear, it didn't make me excited or lustful, it made me smile, it had a sort of sweet innocence to it.

"are you cold?" she asked noticing me shiver.

"yes, in fact, i truly hate the winter, i don't like the feel of numbness it gives me, especially when it snows." she looked off into the distance of the monochrome colored world it seemed to be every time it snowed, i followed her gaze.

"is that so? hmm, how disappointing." she slightly pouted. "i thought that maybe we could've bonded over our love for the winter together. that would've been nice." I'm sorry about that.

"you like the winter? but how? it's just empty bitterness and cloudy skies. what's so good about it?" it's okay.

"it's peaceful, the bitterness i mean. i'm not sure how to explain it, it just gives me a sense of peacefulness, it makes me feel safe. and don't you find it beautiful at the least? an example is right now. its 6pm no? its dark and its snowing but when you look up at the sky past all of the trees and the houses, isn't it beautiful? i find it absolutely breathtaking." I find you beautiful most of all. i only hummed in response as i stared up at the sky, snowflakes slowly falling every second from the sky. yes it was. despite the icy bitterness of everything else, the view was indeed very breathtaking.

i looked at antoinette, she had her eyes closed again, returning to that peaceful expression. she doesn't seem to have heard my thought this time. or perhaps she just doesn't want to respond.

thank you. she responded. i smiled, closing my eyes as well. and together, we sat in silence as snow continued to fall for the remainder of the night, and for once, i didn't mind the cold.

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