>>lost<< Yoonmin

IV

My eyes snap open as the steady gaze registers. The eyes that meet mine are murky and diluted, but blue. Blue like the rainy puddles on the street, stirring up dust and dirt that swirls and surges. My attention extends now to the man's entire face, rain's face.
His pale face is speckled with water droplets, glistening like the many stars dotted across the sky. I notice the way the tiny droplets cling to his eyelashes and roll down his face when he blinks them away. His platinum blonde hair is wet and sticking messily to his forehead.
Although we say nothing, the silence between us is not empty and awkward. It is filled with the drumming of raindrops, the cool feeling against both of our skin.
"I thought you didn't like the rain."
The words are barely more than a whisper, but I am glad they are at least intelligible as they pass through my lips. He runs his hand through his hair, messing it up even more and signs a bit, dropping his hand to his side.
"I really don't, but what in the world are you doing?"
He asks as he steps closer, my body going rigid. He frowns at the bags in my hands then looks up to meet my eyes, raising a brow at me. My heart can't  help but flutter at the amused look in his eyes.
"Your groceries are soaked."
He points out, the amusement sneaking into his voice, although he sounds mostly concerned.
I look down in realization and my mind and body freeze up, unsure what to do or say. Perhaps he realizes, because he makes a small gesture, acting as if he is going to touch my arm, but chooses to just hover it there for a moment instead. He drops his hand back to his side and offers a gentle smile. 
"I'm sure most of it will be fine, just make sure to get home."
He turns his gaze towards the sky and his smile grows a bit wider as he chuckles to himself,
"How could one get so distracted by something as troublesome as the rain?"
Suddenly, there was a pastel pink umbrella over his head, and I watch silently as he whirls around to face the girl who holds it there. Her lips are set in a hard line and her expression is grim.
"Jimin! Your all wet! Aish, what a mess!"
She frets as she makes motions towards him until her gaze fell to me, who stood there soaked and staring at them wordlessly. She frowns and grabs Jimin's hand, tugging him past me.
"That store didn't have what I wanted, perhaps.."
I catch the first bit of her conversation as Jimin passes, his eyes seeming pleading and apologetic as he is tugged away. My eyes fall to his soaked shirt, hugging his firm chest and chiseled back and shoulders.
"Jimin!"
I call out, my mind racing with so many words that I do not understand and it seemed impossible to form a thought, much less an intelligible sentence.
He turns back to me, his blue eyes lighting up. The girl also turns back, hatred rolling off of her like the rain. But rather than splashing playfully to the ground it reaches out and is strangling me. It dares me to speak, urges me to turn and never say a word again. But I want to say something to him. I don't want this chance to go to waste.
"I got distracted because..."
I hesitate. I want to answer his question honestly. I want him to see the beauty in the rain. The beauty in himself. I don't want him to be scorched to nothing but vapor under the relentless rays of the girl's hatred. I tip my head back and beg the sky and the clouds and the rain to whisper to me the words to say.
"Because rain is powerful but gentle and nurturing. It can destroy but it can also soothe."
I smile a bit as my gaze returns to him. He is gazing at me so steadily that my heart stops. He is looking right through me. My mind screams and I fidget under his gaze until he smiles and his gaze softens. I notice the girl pull his hand, but he stays firmly where he is.
"Get home Min Yoongi."
He says gently, and his voice is musical and steady, my name passing his lips like it is special and beautiful. He makes my name beautiful.
"Don't catch cold."
He calls as he gives in to the girl's persistent tugging and gives me one final look before he is lead down the street, away from me.