❝in a way it enthralled me more than how we met.❞
a hello flies in the wind, wondering if it would be enough to make her look at him again, to say hello when they meet in the train station.
a story revolving around forced departure, gaining trust, l...
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warmth
─── ･ *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
the train finally stops with a sudden need to defy gravity as it stops its wheels and pulls everything it carries to fly front.
it awakens taehyung from the momentary sleep he's been wanting after experiencing almost a week of sleepless nights.
this is something that taehyung wasn't able to foresee because everything that he had placed on the empty seat beside him has fallen down on the carpet floor and he instantly cusses at himself.
"damn it, why do i never pay attention?" taehyung bents his body down and reaches to every single thing that lies on the floor.
once he's done shoving his possessions back into his bag, taehyung slowly gets back on his feet and tidies up any wrinkles on his shirt and waits until it's less dense by the exit gate for him to finally exit the train.
taehyung's grip on the bag he's carrying grows tighter every now and then as he walks through the almost familiar street. by heart he knows it better than anyone that he's going the right way, yet his eyes contrasts with everything his heart knows.
at one point taehyung stops walking and looks around for a bit. this conflict that started within him and by him starts to choke him little by little, and the little clouds evaporating in thin air from his lips shows how much he's frustrated.
taehyung's eyes doesn't stop to squint when he scans the buildings, houses and bus stops.
with that his eyes catches a sight. a mini mart that he used to go daily during his early years of high school made his eyes glimmer with a little bit of hope in it and it's enough for him to continue his walk.
when he pushes through the acrylic glass door, he smells the air in the store and it calms him for a second. whether it's the scent of old plastic, cheese cheetos, and spilled cola, he feels a tiny bit comfy and relieved.
for him this one little thing he knows and he's similar with will be enough to assure him that he's safe and sound.
"thank you! please come again." the cashier exclaims fervently to the customer as she passes taehyung and goes out of the twenty four hour mini mart.
when taehyung hears this voice, his body reacts to it almost immediately and his body isn't wrong. the one taehyung wanted to meet first was brought by the will of fate and his own luck for his eyes to meet.
"hyung!"
when that voice comes out shrill and vivid, taehyung drops his bag and runs to the one behind the counter.
taehyung finally meets with the warmth he had longed three years ago, a little comforting hug of warmth to his freezing body.
