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"Jimin." I sobbed.

The phone rang.

"Hana, hi. Sorry, this is Jimin. I thought I'd call you so you could save my-"

"Jimin. Jimin, please." The sobs wracked my body as tear after year rolled down my cheek.

"Oh, Hana."

Pain. That's all I could hear in his voice. Pain.

"I'll be over in 5."

***

Jimin came within 4 minutes. He sat by me, heard me cry, but didn't question anything.
I had never been more grateful.

I looked up at him, eyes teary, face red.

"Hana, Hana, Hana. Oh, baby, come here."

Without thinking twice, I moved into his outstretched arms.

"Why does it hurt to see you like this, Hana. I've only known you for a day."

I don't know, Jimin. I wanted to say that. Loud and clear. That I don't know.

But I didn't. I kept my mouth shut and cried into his shirt.

Until one word.

"Why?"

My sobbing had ceased by then and I looked up at him.

"Why, Hana?"

Why?

That means more to me Than a simple word.

To him, it was answers.

To me it was the step I wasn't ready to take.

Why are you crying?

But I took it anyways.

"My parents, Jimin. They started this."

"And?"

The first step was over.

"Can we hang out, tomorrow?" I asked, in dire need of a new topic.

He sensed that that was all he was going to get from me, and stopped.

That was one thing, that I had begun to like about him.

He never pushed me into anything.

He never pushed me into answering.

He never pushed me into trusting him.

He never pushed me, even after he fell.

He never pushed me, but he held onto me.

"Yes."

A smile came my way for the umpteenth time that day.

***

"Jimin?"

He stayed with me that night.

"Why did you stop calling me Noona?"

"I don't know, Hana. It just came out and I liked the way your name sounded, coming from me."

His smile was genuine. So was mine.

"Do you want me to-"

"No." I answered straight away, without thinking. "Hana is perfect." I smiled.

"That you are." He winked.

It would be hard not to trust him.

My face must've paled, because Jimin immediately asked if I was alright.

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