Sophia's POV
"What?" I squinted at him in confusion.
What was that suppose to mean?
He surprised me more when he led me towards the same wooden bench I used to sit when I used to visit here and gestured me to have a seat. It was strange. How did he knew so much about me?
I looked at him and sat down on the bench. He gave me a smile and sat beside me.
"Remember?" He said taking out a white handkerchief and swaying it in front of me and I looked at him in disbelief and he nodded. Was it him?
I immediately took out the white handkerchief I had in my pocket and saw his eyes beam and his cheekbones moved up indicating he was smiling under the mask.
"You still have it?" he chuckled and looked ahead. He pulled down his mask, "I didn't knew what made you cry that day but I honestly didn't wanted to see you cry..." He paused then continued again, "...Nor I knew how to comfort you. For the first time I felt bad for being an Idol. I couldn't even come to you and sit by your side and say words that could comfort you. I was in love with you but yet couldn't do anything for you"
I looked at him speechlessly. He knew me all along? I didn't knew what to say.
"Since the day I came to LA I saw you everyday in this park. I don't know why but just by looking at you I would forget about all my tensions and worries. You were like a remedy to my everything. That's when I realised I was in love. I knew it was funny, I knew nothing about you but I couldn't help it".
I felt a lump in my throat but swallowed it away, I placed my hand on his. It felt as if all the happiness in world was right in front of me. It was too much to take in. I was so happy that I couldn't stop my tears. They rolled down my cheeks freely.
How could someone love an stranger so deeply?
Why didn't I meet him earlier?
I laced my fingers into his and rested my head on his shoulder. There were no words to explain what I was feeling.
Destiny sure is something.
"Thank you" I said but it almost came out as an whisper. He shook his head slightly and gently squeezed my hand.
"No Love... Thank you for coming into my life" he said and I couldn't help but smile at his words.
We stayed like that for sometime in complete before we started walking back out of the park. I looked at the watch. It was almost 5 in the evening. The darkness was slowly conquering everything and the street lights flickered in response. Our hands were still intertwined with each other. None of us said a word and we were enjoying the moment of silence. Even the silence felt comfortable. The air felt cold and he pulled me closer to him. I gave him a smile and walked beside him enjoying the warmth of his body. I loved these small things. I loved the way he used to treat me. He was understanding, cute, caring, adorable and what can I say. For me he was perfect. With each moment I fell for him more and more. My life had never been this beautiful before especially after I lost my parents. And I realized that darkness never lasts forever, light always make its way through it. And for me Jimin was the light.
We got in the car and he drove our way home. I was enjoying this moment. Everything was perfect. I was beyond happy.
"Why didn't you tell me before?" I said breaking the silence.
"Never got the chance" he smiled. His mask was off. He opened his mouth to say something more but stopped when his phone buzzed.
"Namjoon Hyung" he said with a smile.
"Yes. We are coming back now. Why?" he said. I got tensed as I watched the smile on his face fading away.
"Yeah. I got it" he said in a stern voice.
I had no idea what they were talking about but looking at him I was sure something wasn't right. He looked tensed. He hung up the call and looked towards me and gave me a smile and a wave of relief washed over me.
"Is everything alright?" I asked.
"Yeah it's just about comeback stuff" he replied with a smile and my mind relaxed. It wasn't a big deal.
Everything was fine.
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Stay With Me - PJM - Book 1
Fanfiction~Editing~ 'People say changes are good' with this in mind Sophia, completely disheartened by the loss she faced when her parents passed away, decided to start afresh. With the first move being her shifting to a new place, a new neighborhood. What...