Take My Hand || Jinson

Stranger

Jaebeom's relationship with is roommate was a quite unusual relationship. They didn't talk to each other, they just sat in a comfortable silence and stuck to minding their own business. Most would say they were perfect for each other; Perfect Strangers? The nurses seemed to think so. Although their relationship mainly evolved around the comfortable silence that was their room Jaebeom couldn't deny the curiosity he had for the other male in the room. He never smiled, never cried or laughed, He never spoke any louder than the mono toned sound that was his voice, it seemed to Jaebeom that he was emotionally absent and it struck curiosity once again, Many questions flying around Jaebeom's head that he wanted to ask the other. But there was one thing stopping him.... He was afraid. Jaebeom didn't want to be scared, he really wanted to ask the questions that brewed in his brain but he was scared that if he spoke his mind or said the wrong thing that he would suffer what he endured at home, in what is supposed to be a safe haven for him. He was conflicted with himself.... Does he ask the question and risk getting hit, or does he keep quiet and let curiosity kill him?

After contemplating and weighing out all his options, Jaebeom came to the conclusion that he really has nothing to loose. It was just an irrational fear that he no longer has to deal with because he knows that not everyone is exactly like his parents. Jaebeom thought that him being paranoid was childish and that he should just man up and talk to the other male who seemed harmless. But the question was how did Jaebeom start a conversation? He has never had a real conversation, he was always just ordered around by his parents.

Jaebeom wasn't a talkative person so it was hard for him to think how he was supposed to talk with Jinyoung, what would he want to talk about? does he even want to talk to me? Am I crazy and actually trying to get hurt again? These questions on a repeat loop in his head until he decided to stop the loop and put his thoughts into action. After asking the nurses for any information he decide to talk about why they were in the institution.

He decide to wait until free time after their second meal, that way he had time to think of what to say and build up enough courage to say something to the other. When the hour arrive and they were in their room, he started talking hoping that :

"H-hi" Jaebeom started off, his voice still raspy from not speaking for a long time

"W-we haven't really spoken whilst we have been roommates and I was just wondering if you wanted to talk?" Jaebeom said which ended up coming out as a whisper

Jinyoung looked at the male standing before him although he was a bit hesitant he nodded his head , so Jaebeom took the opportunity to continue the conversation...

"S-so... I have never had an actual conversation with someone else, but maybe we could ask each other some questions if you know what I mean?

Jinyoung once again nodded slowly but surely

"So, if you don't mind me asking but why are you here?"

Jinyoung stay silent again and Jaebeom was afraid he had said something wrong or was bothering the other, and Jinyoung's "silent glare reaction" didn't help Jaebeom's problem at all, in fact it actually made him feel a lot more afraid of the other. He slowly backed away from in front of Jinyoung as if at any moment Jaebeom would get up and imprint his hand in to Jaebeom's left cheek like his father always did.

"I'm sorry if I am bothering you, I-" he said as he nearly reached his bed scared of what the consequences would be.

"I'm not sure why I am here" Jinyoung started "Well I know why, but I don't completely understand the reasoning. I feel like I am fine, But to everyone else there is something wrong and that is why I am here." He continued

"Could you explain?" Jaebeom asked, being confused with the semi cryptic response he had received.

"I guess I could but are you sure you want to know? It's a boring story really but if you want to know I wouldn't mind telling you" He says, Jaebeom nodding with somewhat of an excited expression spread across. Jaebeom bouncing on his bed in excitement, this being the most exciting thing that he ever experienced in his life. SOCIAL INTERACTION

"So, basically I don't feel anything. I don't know what feelings are and I have never experience any of them, even when my parents died" Jinyoung said

"Do you know why you are like this?" Jaebeom questioned

"Not really, my mother said it was a trait my biological father had and he left before I was born. My step father came in to my life at about two years of age.... They died not long ago. The only thing that I do know is that I have a personality trait called alexithymia and that it was a hereditary disorder." He finished off. 'So it was his biological father's trait. Interesting' Jaebeom thought.

"Enough about me, what about you, why are you here?" Jinyoung questioned the other

"Well, is a long story" Jaebeom responded

"I have time" Jinyoung said shrugging his shoulders and getting comfy.

"Well it all began when I was born..." Jaebeom started off