Misery {ᴋ.ᴅʜ x ɪ.ᴊʙ}

Misery #1

Dahyun's POV

My parents disowned me and I started living alone, finding myself a shelter and strive myself. I work hard and learn to live alone til I meet a nice person who is willing to take care of me and I accept it but of course I declined to put his responsibility wholly to me. It's not right for a person to give his whole attention to me. Completely neglecting his own life. I don't want him to think that I am taking advantage of his kindness. I was uncomfortable at first knowing that he's also looking for someone whom he could trust and it was the first time I meet him. He was lonely. He told me his story though we're strangers and we didn't even know each other's name at first but after he told me his story, he introduced himself.

"Im Jaebum. Just call me Jb." I look at him worriedly. How could he easily trust someone and let them know that he was vulnerable? Though I mean no harm to him I'm still a stranger. What if someone is taking advantage of him? Planning to ruin his life through exposing his secrets? I can't forget all the details he told me about himself.

He's a strong guy for enduring all the bad things happened to him. He survived and still alive hoping for a fresh start. He is in misery. He vent his anger through telling me the lies he heard from people he'd trust. That made me question him.

"You are not supposed to tell this to me. I am a stranger." I told him. He only smiled and my heart clenched painfully seeing him that way.

"I know. I'm just tired keeping this all myself. I can't... handle it." He said swallowing and teary eyed. I almost hug him when I saw a tear rolled down his cheek. He didn't budge. He let me see his vulnerability and misery. He's not embarrassed to show what he really felt at that moment.

"I don't need you to pity me. I need you to know everything about me not your pity." He firmly said. I immediately nodded my head and assure him that I'm all ears. I don't pity him because he's easy. I know to myself that I also felt this way before but now that I survived through the dark days I was, I want him to know that somebody are still there to listen his rants and tell his feelings. He doesn't need to hide the emotions he's feeling.

"I'm all ears Jb. I won't judge." He look at me and then hold my hand. I was a bit shock the way he acted but I remember that this man in front of me was broken. He needs someone's advice. I could be that someone but not a good adviser. He smiled again letting me to see his eyes getting smaller as he grinned like he's relief. I smiled to let him know that I understand him.

"Thank you. You're the purest person I had meet." I thought he'll be no longer to feel vulnerable. His smile faded and when he saw I'm worried he tried his best to bring that smile he showed me awhile ago. I want to cheer him up but I didn't know what to say. He's just so broken right now. No words can ever make him feel at ease. But comfort is the best feeling I could ever give.