"What will it be this time?" I asked the moon with a sigh and sat down with my feet dangling off the cliff. As usual, I got no response.
I wasn't sure if the moon was holding back it's tongue on purpose to torment me, or if it was just as confused a...
After I finished setting down the last few boxes I had left, I went inside my boss' office to get my paycheck. As always, he threw it at the ground without looking up from his lousy phone. Trying to hide a sigh, I bent down to pick it up.
"You got something to say pal?" He scoffed at me.
With those familiar words, I stopped halfway and stood straight again, looking directly into his eagle eyes.
"No sir."
"That's what I thought." He stood up and put on his jacket. He picked up his handbag from the seat behind his desk and proceeded to walk out.
"Lock up." He told me in an arrogant matter and left the building.
"lOcK uP," I mocked him and bent down to pick up my hard earned money.
Bringing it up close to my face, I looked at it like it was such a disgrace.
"You got something to say pal?"
Those words played over and over again like a broken record as I stared at the useless paycheck.
I closed my eyes as frustration and anger rose within me. Clenching my fist that held onto the small piece of paper, feeling the check crumble against my big palm. All the memories came rushing back to me, my past I wanted to leave behind.
How ironic it was, how everything seems to weaken up by immense pressure.
Just like I did.
Just as I was about to ruin it, I huffed and released my fist. Uncrumbling the thing, I fold it softly in half as I put it in my back pocket.
"This is life, Kook." I convinced myself and let out another sigh as I began to walk my way out this shitty place.
Such bullshit.
As soon as I locked the door, it started raining. I cursed at my bad luck but suddenly remembered.
"It's gonna rain later tonight and you can't afford an umbrella so being the big brother I am, you can use mine." Jimin told me as he stuffed his yellow umbrella in my backpack.
I scoffed, "You make me sound so poor, and you're shorter than me."
"I'm still your hyung, bitch!" He shouted and hit my shoulder.
"You're welcome, ungrateful brat." He finished in one huff.
And with that, little Jiminie left my workplace as I headed back from my break.
I chuckled at the thought, "Big brother my ass." I sarcastically mumbled to myself and reached for the umbrella. Lowkey thanking the gods for having a friend like him.
As I did so, it started pouring cats and dogs. I mentally cursed again at the weather, I hate being cold.
With my left hand inside my pocket and my right hand holding the umbrella up, I jogged my way home.
I stopped.
It's her again.
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She shivered in the cold night, with little splatters of rain hitting her ankles as it bounced on the street pavement.
If fate keeps bringing up together like this, why keep us apart at this moment?
With a smirk, I walked up to her. I blocked the ongoing rain from landing on her head with Jimin's umbrella and she looked up, wondering why it had stopped raining on her.
Her eyes traced the outline of the umbrella and soon landed onto me, who was holding it above her small head. Sacrificing my body to be hit with the threatening raindrops instead.
"You wouldn't be cold if you wore my jacket from that other night," I skillfully played with her as I myself start to get soaked by the rain.
She seemed to remember me and rolled her eyes as she pushed the umbrella back to hover over my own head, leaving the rain to gently hit her again.
I quickly stood next to her, making sure the umbrella covered the both of us.
"I didn't need your help," she spoke to me.
I raised a brow at her, "Pardon?"
"I could've handled it myself."
"Are you serious right now? You could've gotten raped, or killed!" I didn't waste my time to save her just so she could say this to me.
"You could've just let them kill me.." she whispered under her breath, not expecting me to hear it.
News flash, I did.
And I was shocked. Did she want to die?
"You could thank me for saving you instead of giving me attitude," I told her, a bit frustrated, as I looked at the street ahead of us.
It stayed silent for a while.
".. Thank you," she quietly said. I looked back a bit surprised.
I cleared my throat, "Do you.. want to walk with me?" I suggested as I searched for her eyes.
Then she finally looked at me. The same expression spread across her face; a bit cold yet so mysterious. She didn't say anything, it seemed she hesitated for a moment. Eventually she dragged her feet away from where we stood.
I hurried after her, bringing the umbrella to cover our heads together once again.
Throughout the whole walk, it was silent. Only rain drops that hit the cold ground was heard. Surprisingly I couldn't come up with anything to say even though I wondered so much.
When with someone, sometimes you'd look at them and wonder so many things.
I wondered when was the last time they cried themselves to sleep. If they are missing someone. If they are happy or hurting. Are they needing help? If they are angry at the world.
I can't grasp my thoughts alone and tend to feel agitated with my weakness and curiosity.
Walking through the rain, for once I had the time to gather my thoughts.
