Fractured Time [ Yoongi • ff ]

Friday - 1

• Friday •

I felt sluggish today.

I knew I wasn't going to see him but still-

I got up early just in case.

Was he busy today?

Did he not feel like coming?

Maybe he might come if he knows I'll be there too?

Or is that too much to ask?

I still grabbed a small flower from the garden greeting my house.

Fridays are starting to feel less important to me.

• • •

Before I could time travel,

Correction-

Before I learnt how to time travel, I would be so excited for the end of the week.

Knowing that I could have the weekend to relax used to put my mind at ease.

It's weird, being able to travel in time has taught me a lot.

But one of the most important things I've learnt is that no matter how excited you are for something, or how much you want it,

you should never wish time away.

Because as soon as you wish time would speed up for you, it will.

And we never get that time back.

It's ironic really.

Once we get to the time we want, we start wishing that we never wasted the time before it.

Like me right now, and the days of the week.

To me they were pointless.

They felt like a loop that you couldn't escape from,

A repeated, mundane cycle.

But once I learnt to travel back in time, I realised that each day had a personality.

Monday was brighter and full of possibilities.

Tuesday was happy and encouraging.

Wednesday was kind.

Thursday was understanding.

Friday was accepting and determined.

Saturday was fun and cheeky.

And Sunday was old and wise.

It sounds weird but the more I traveled back, the more I learnt and understood how each day felt.

But right now, Friday felt tired.

• • •

Not expecting a change, I sat on the stall I had aquatinted earlier in the week and waited.

Friday 8:30 am

No change.

There was still no pen tapping, no music sheets and no him.

Just like the original Friday.

I don't know what I was waiting for because nothing had changed apart from my hope.

I smiled to cheer myself up, sighed and decided to just sit and watch people rushing to work.

It was quiet.

Outside was busy and loud but inside was quiet.

Inside my thoughts, everything was resting and waiting.

Like a ticking clock, time skipped along as I sat still.

I hope he's okay.

I'll see Grams tomorrow.

Maybe I should tell her how I've been, seeing as I didn't mention anything originally.

Knowing Grams she already knows, but it doesn't hurt to repeat it.

The sun came out a little more strongly and some people looked up as they felt the change in atmosphere.

Friday lifted its spirit and woke up properly, like a yawn.

A breath of fresh air skimmed by and I smiled.

Friday didn't feel so bad anymore.

• • •

A/n ~

I'm motivated to write more yay!

I'm sorry I don't have a regular post system lol. And sorry if the story itself is a little weird, the weird poetic stuff like the days of the week having feelings ( btw it's just metaphors and stuff, the girl knows that they aren't people lol ) is just a way I like writing sometimes and expressing things so do tell me if you don't like it and I'll revert back to something else hehe.

Thank you for all the support on the new story, I hope you guys are enjoying it!

I should have it finished soon!

Sometimes I might mix up the first person narrative, sorry about that, it's because I switch between writing this and my Taehyung story so my brain auto write stuff.

Thanks for reading -Yeet:)