Lust ➳k.th

XII

❝ I tried to hide it, fake it
can't go pretend anymore. ❞

Sofia's POV|

THE THING ABOUT being in love is that you don't know it's really love, until you get your first heartbreak. Many have loved, but only few have bloomed and although this love the we think of as a feeling isn't actually a feeling but a realization, a truth. So I've loved given my heart, to the man who seemed to be so close to me yet so far. My feelings have been ablaze for a while now, I wonder when would they shiver, and settle.

As I walk through the streets of Seoul, my hair moving along the wave of the cold breeze, playing with it. Tears that dared to follow from my eyes, as with every step that that I took becomes a battle for me.

He don't feel anything, I thought so as I looked up at the lonely, dark sky staring down at me.

The wind was blowing too fast today, it was all so windy as it seems like it's about to rain, a storm is to come.

"Sofia?" asks a husky from close behind.

Just then the thunder strikes it's wonders across the sky as I found myself standing right in front of Park Jimin, the heavy rain falling hard o us, soaking us wet.

"J..i .m..in," I stuttered my voice breaking with water dripping from my hairs.

He looks at me for some time the pulls me into a hug taking me by a sheer of surprise.

"Are you mad? Don't you know it's not good for girls to walk alone at night."

He says embracing my tender body within his hard one, as I sighed at the warmth of it.

"Nothing could possibly happen to me,"I whispered hoarsely, my throat sore from crying.

"Because I won't let anything happen to you," he replies with such tenderness that warmed my heart.

As we pull back, his strong holding me by my waist as he hazel eyes stared at me, studying me close.

"Have you been crying?" he asks out of nowhere, taking me by my bewilderment. Taking my chin in between his fingers making look at him.

How could he know? Even in this rain?

"No I am not," I lied and look away not meeting his eyes.

"Don't lie to me, Sofia I can say that you are lying. I can read your eyes," he says rubbing his thumb under my eye, as I winced at his sudden touch.

"I miss my parents, Jimin I miss them a lot," I spoke between the sobs, holding onto his arms.

"You know they won't be happy to see you like this,"he says resting his face on to my head, pulling me into his home like embrace once again.

"I know," was all I could whisper back as I inhaled the scent of him.

"Let's talk for a while," he says pulling back.

"Okay," I mumbled in short voice.

It was still raining our clothes were wet, Jimin and I were walking side by side, with our hands linked together, some how he didn't seem to let go of it as I felt a feeling a belongingness brush through me.