In Another Lifetime

Letting you go

"I know those boys will miss you very much, I can see how sad Tae-ah is already. Please take care of yourself, and if you get a chance, come back to visit sometime. It's been a pleasure to have you here, Laney. Do take care of yourself."

~♡~

Taehyung bowed, and I smiled at the man as we turned to leave, thinking how lucky they all were to have someone like him to steer them in the right direction, and help them achieve their dreams.

We walked, hand in hand, and I waited for Taehyung to speak, but he stayed silent. I glanced at him from the corner of my eye, and he seemed to be deep in thought.

"What are you thinking about?"

He sighed, his gaze falling to the sidewalk in front of him, and shook his head.

"Nothing. Just trying not to check the time. I'd rather not know how much time is left till today is over."

I nodded.

"I don't wanna do this Delaney."

I squeezed his hand.

"I don't either."

We kept walking, despite the fact that neither one of us wanted to actually get where we were going. We both knew we didn't have a choice.

As we got closer to the dorm, I noticed that he slowed his pace. Maybe we couldn't stop it from happening, but we didn't have to rush it, so I gladly slowed down.

"Are you hungry? We could get something and take it home, sit on my bed and eat."

I smiled, not really hungry, but knowing that he was trying to think of something to slow down time. Nothing would. But it was the thought that counted.

"I could eat."

He nodded.

"Okay, but just something light. How bout some kimbap?"

"I don't know what that is, but sure." I answered, seeing him turn to me, his eyes rolling.

"Right. I forgot. It's...what you call sushi."

"Oh! Ok, I love sushi."

We walked to the place he wanted to order from, and we waited a few minutes for our order to be ready, then headed for home. It took us about 10 minutes, and we were stepping thru the front door.

No one was there yet, so he went to the kitchen to grab a soda, and then motioned for me to follow him down the hall to where his bedroom was.

We entered his room and he set everything down on the bed, coming back and closing the door.

I stood there, looking around his room. I'd never been here before. It was neat, for a guy anyway. It was grey and white, with yellow curtains on the only window. There was a desk with a computer on it in one corner, and a loveseat in the opposite corner, with a Tata plushie similar to the one I had sitting on the back, resting against the wall.

His bed was unmade, but that was the only thing in the room that wasn't tidy. There were a few pairs of shoes neatly lined up along a wall, with a few jackets, a hoodie and a bathrobe hanging on a row of hooks above the shoes.

A small lamp sat on his night stand, and he walked over to turn it on, as it was starting to get dark, diminishing the small amount of daylight coming thru the window.

"Let's eat."

He moved to the bed, and sat, scooting closer to the middle, pulling the bag of kimbap towards him, and removing the container, and a pair of chopsticks.