pellucid. + jhs.

sanshisi

JAE finds her head, laid on seokjin's lap. she felt his silky, sunglass hand, continuously massaging her head.

hoseok, was the first word that flew out of jae's mouth.

"hey, sis," her brother's sweet, greenish white voice comes ringing in her ears, "how are you?"

"i–i don't know," she replies, while frowning.

"do you want some food? i'll make you some," he offers. the girl lightly nods.

"okay. i'll prepare you some. but please, jae," he looks at her with a piercing, sincere gaze, "don't run off, okay?"

"okay."

jae lays on her side, staring up into the creamy, bobcat walls of her living room. the plain, boring clock read 3:30 am.

and suddenly, the girl's heart is filled with pain, and hurt, and dozen of other horrible, forbidden emotions, and most of them were filled with the one boy she loves so much—hoseok, and, hoseok only.

she flings her body off the couch, and out the door, unaware of how she only has socked feet.

who would care, anyways?