Two weeks passed.
I finally feel comfortable with my new job. The staff is nice to me, the group is polite, it's like a dream job. The only enemy is him.
I can't. Take. My eyes. Off of him.
Everything he does, it's so appealing to me. Like he's perfect. Why can't I just hate him? It seems that his harsh feelings didn't really die down. He still avoids me, looking at me with disgust. I actually miss his smile. After the trip, his lips did not move, I swear. They're like glued.
Since we have free time, me and SooRi hang out by the cafeteria, inside the building. Both grab a cup of iced coffees and travel off into the office. I decide to fullfil my curiosity.
"SooRi" -I anxiously say.
"Yes?"
"What's love ?" -I cough out the words as I follow her from behind.
"Oh, honey. Finding words for this is hard" -she turns to me, the straw in between her teeth while she walks backwards.
"It's like a really sealed friendship. But you don't want to see that person just often, you want to see them everyday; every second; just a single glance boosts up your needs. You want to make a lot of skinship, you want to feel that person's skin and hearbeat besides you. You don't gain just satisfaction from it. You gain every single thing you need just from being next to the loved person. It makes you and your body the happiest you'll ever be. It seems like you don't need anything. Just the person beside you. Love is not always easy. Opinions fight eachother, and other people get involved. But if it's true love, you'll always get together in the end. To think about it, love is more of a addiction to the feeling you get when you see, feel, hear that person." -SooRi explains with such passion, like she holds something in her mind, while she's doing it. Like she's describing someone.
"That's my opinion. There's no true definition of love. Even the smartest scientist can't find the words to describe this feeling" -SooRi jumps around with joy.
"Why? Do you have someone in mind?" -she asks, while her eyebrows reach her hairline.
"It's not that I feel all of what you said to him, it's just, I have a weird and unfelt feeling for him. And I'm just trying to figure it out." -I look down at my coffee, imagining that night, when his muscular arms wrapped around my body. It just made my heart race.
"Well, describe it. Maybe I could help?" -SooRi giggles and continues to jump through the office.
"His eyes. When I see his eyes, I can't back off. As much as I want to. It just hypnotizes me with a light sway. These dark and deep orbs turn my way, and my heart's already ran a marathon. The problem is SooRi..."
"I hate him. And he hates me."
"It's a double sided hate."
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Little did SungHee know that her decribed one is heading toward his hyung to have the talk. Jimin sounds like he's short-winded. Little gasps and pants leave his mouth every second or so. Jimin is nervous, anxious and every other word that describes terror. He doesn't want to admit what he's about to say, but it bothers him so much, he can't handle it inside anymore. Jimin opens the door quickly and the cold wind overwhelms him for a second, but he manages to step outside. The sight from the roof sparkles in front of him and he approves the idea of practising here. So peaceful; so beautiful; so lonely. Hyung's red haid is seen from a far and Jimin quickly approaches him, quietly listening to Hoseok's melodies.
"If you ask me back
Why I dream
I'll sound like bragging
I'll put it down for a minute
To match my mechanism, Stay
I'll say that I'm getting some rest"
-the rapper smoothly goes over his new lines, whilst slowly bumping his head up and down.Jimin envys Hoseok hyung. If he could be so happy, and could recover from his painful bruises so quickly... But Jimin believes, that he needs more time. To transform into his neutral form again. If he knew how wrong he is.
"Hyung?" -Hoseok jumps a little with a shocked expression, shortly after breaking into a laugh.
"Ah, you scared me" -Hoseok's fingers cover his mouth.
"Sorry" -Jimin sits down next to his beloved friend, stuffing his pockets, trying to get warmer.
Both friends look at the blank sky, with blank clouds, no sun. It's just silence that they both enjoy the most. It brings them to making better decisions. The breeze fondles their locks, ruffling it up to every single direction possible.
"Remember, when I made a promise to you?" -Jimin says without moving a muscle.
"Jimin, through-out the 5 years of our friendship, you made hundreds and hundreds of promises. You know it's hard to keep them all in my head" -Hoseok's lips release words slowly.
"That one. When I promised I won't fall in... love" -hyung's head instantly turns.
"Yes?"
"I think I'll break it soon. I came to apologize beforehand. Also, kind of in need of your advice" -Jimin closes his popular orbs, and Hoseok is left out.
"Well then. I know from the past, that I won't change your mind. But let me ask then, with who?" -Hoseok asks, still absorbing his younger friend, who's so calm, in such a chaotic situation.
"There's this girl. She's pretty, so-on, so-on. But what attracts me the most is her viridity. How naive, and brave she acts in front of me. But when I land a fingertip on her skin, she becomes soft, shy, innocent. The thing that makes me think I'm 'in love' is that she talks for herself, defends her opinion, friends. She doesn't back up, and agrees to every statement given, like every other girl. She's different. I like that" -Jimin talks passionately, without a gulp of air. He ends his thoughts breathlessly.
"I hope you didn't forget your past. And most importantly - Taehyung" -Hoseok looks at Jimin with a calm and assuring gaze, when a sigh leaves the younger's mouth.
"How could I forget? That image will always stand in my mind. It's indelible. And Taehyung. I know I shouldn't hurt him, that's why I'll keep my feelings for myself, while he gets the treasure" -Jimin's lips quiver and he's scared that he won't be able to finish this conversation without a sheded tear.
"Well, Jimin, who gets to the treasure first, owns it." -Hoseok announces, while enjoying the view.
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Viridity - p.jm
Teen FictionViridity \ və-ˈri-də-tē\ (n.) naïve innocence -she is so naive but so innocent that my mind can't comprehend. It was her Viridity that I fell for. Hyung, I think I'm in love again. "I don't think it was you. I didn't fall for you. I fell in love wi...