Empty~ Jhope x Suga

Chapter 3

           

Who cares if he did?

     Yeah! I shouldn't care what people think anymore! I'm free!

     I let those words sink in. I am free. I have nothing holding me back from being myself. I can rap as loud as I want, I can dance, even though I hate to, but it's the thought that counts! I can wear what I want. I can do anything! I smile down at the table.

     I was just about to go again for my drink, but I see something move in front of me. I look up and see the boy from earlier, who was staring at me. He is sitting on the other side of the booth smiling at me. 'What the hell?' I think.

      I stayed silent for a few seconds, and then remember that I'm not home anymore. I can speak without being spoken to. "Excuse me?" I say in a monotone voice, raising my eyebrows.

     The boy opens his mouth to speak. "Man, that was amazing!" He throws his hands up to show his excitement. "What company are you signed to? Was that a freestyle?"

      Being bombarded with questions, I sit up straight and put my hands in my lap.  "Thank you, but it wasn't anything really." I shrug before continuing. I hadn't had an actual conversation in a while so I was enjoying this. "And I'm not signed to a company," That was a weird question. "No, I wouldn't call that a freestyle. It is a song that I wrote back in highschool." I say referring to my song that I just rapped.

      "Did you just say that wasn't anything?!" His eyes widened. "That was some of the best lyrics, and voice I've ever heard!" He leaned back again. "You said back in highschool right? There is no way you are older than me!" I was short, and had a small frame, but I didn't think I looked that young. And this guy looked like he was about my age, if not a bit older. "What's your name?" He tilted his head some and smiled. He had the deepest dimples that I've even seen. "I'm Kim Namjoon! It's a pleasure to meet you!" He held out his hand to the full length for a hand shake.

      I gave a small smile back. "Yes, if you are still in highschool, then I'm older than you." I met my hand with his and he grasped it somewhat tightly. He gave brought his arm up and down once, but his hand still held on to mine. They were soft. "I'm nineteen, but I'm just small I guess." I shrugged again. "I'm Min Yoongi, it's nice to meet you too." He let go of my hand and I brought it back down to my lap.

     He gave a sweet smile once more. "I guess so," It seems like he was going to say something else, but his mouth closed again when his phone buzzed. He pulled it out of his pocket at looked at it. "I have to go," He sighed. "My manager texted me," He held up his phone and waved it. "Do you need a ride home? I can give you one if you need it."

     I chuckled sadly, reliving the last 2 hours of my life. "I don't really have a home anymore." I shook my head. What was this kid anyways? Why does he have a manager?

      My head had been down-casted for pretty much all of the conversation, so I couldn't see how he reacted to my words.

      "Well," Namjoon paused for a moment. "You can stay at my hotel tonight." He nodded his head.

     I finally looked up at him, and made eye contact. He had full lips, and dimples as I mentioned earlier, with warm, friendly eyes, and his hair tucked under a hat. He didn't look like a criminal. He looked nice. I wanted to stay with him. I didn't have anywhere else to go. I didn't want to be too blunt. "I-If it's not a bother."

   He flicked his hand at me for a friendly gesture meaning "no problem", but I jerked back, out of instinct. He drew his hand to himself and mouthed sorry. "Yeah, it's no problem! I want to get to know you! You're really talented!" He gets up and I do the same, leaving my money for the food on the table. We walk outside, and I blush at the compliments.

     "You are really nice Namjoon. Thank you for the compliments and letting me stay with you." I look up and him, because of our height difference and give the first genuine smile that I have given in a very long time. I still feel empty, but not as much, if that makes sense.