Find Your Love ✔️

Act 2: Scene 9

It's close to midnight.

Hoseok pulls his sleeve back to glance at his watch as he skipped down the stairs.

He sighs in exasperation as he reached in his pocket for his phone, dialing up an unsaved number as he enters the kitchen.

"Hello?"

"It's me. What did you find?" Hoseok says shortly as he opens the fridge. He squints against the bright light while he searched for something to drink.

"Anything else?" He says, selecting a sprite.
(😏)

"What do you mean you can't do it?"

He pops the can open.

"How is it not? How was he different??" Frustration bubbles from him as he lifts the can to his lips.
He hisses at the crisp bite back of the carbonation

"Fine. FINE. I'll do it myself." He huffs.

"But let me remind you that its not only my ass on the line but yours as well. So you do good in remembering that when you're feeling moral conflicts stopping you from doing your job!" he snaps, hanging up before taking another sip.

Hoseok closes the refrigerator and he turns around, nearly choking on his beverage when he spies a dark figure sitting at the kitchen table. He squints his eyes again to adjust to the darkness.

"Miss?" He calls out quietly.

Minx is poking at a pint of coffee-flavored ice cream mindlessly with a spoon.
She looks up towards Hoseok briefly with only her eyes then returns her attention to her late-night snack.

"Didn't mean to scare you." She mumbles, taking a too large scoop in her mouth.

Hoseok regards her.
"Trouble sleeping?" He asks.

Minx shrugs.

"Everything ok? On the phone? You sounded a little.." she responds, pointing with her spoon at his phone in hand. Hoseok shakes his head in denial.

"Oh of course! Everythings fine. Just a small work complication, nothing that can't be ironed out."

"Hmm.." she takes another heaping scoop.
Hoseok didn't know Minx well, particularly because he didn't care to. But a part of him felt concerned at the recent trend of moping around she'd been exhibiting over the past week. This late-night display of stress eating must be a regular occurrence, though he wouldn't know. He was rarely home this late.

"I hope you don't mind me asking but...are you alright?" Hoseok approaches the table. Minx doesn't respond at first, only continuing to shovel ice cream into her mouth.

"Do you know the difference between loving someone and being in love with them ?" She muffles out.
Hoseok frowns in surprise.

"Um..well...I.."

"I never understood what people meant when they said there was a difference. I just thought love was love. I didn't know there were so many different levels of it...until now." Minx cuts in.

Hoseok looks around the kitchen self consciously then back towards the hollowed doorway before sighing. He crosses the kitchen to pull out a chair across from Minx.

"Love definitely is a complex emotion." He says as he sits, setting his half-empty soda can down.

"Have you ever? Been in love?" Minx asks.

"Once. A long long time ago." Hoseok admits willingly to her surprise.

She looks up at him with her spoon suspended over the container.
"What was it like?"

"Well...Miss, I don't know if I should.." Hoseok shrugs, looking over his shoulder again uncomfortably.

"You're right, I'm sorry. That's too personal.." Minx waves her hand dismissively.

Hoseok watches her as she sadly ate and rolls his eyes, not believing that he was about to do this.

"I was around 18 or 19. I met this girl on a bus back home. I was a skinny and meek young man then, naive and so open. She was the exact opposite. Funny, passionate, spontaneous. Loud. She had the most ridiculous laugh. I never stopped smiling when I was around her."Hoseok smiles fondly at a memory.

"But she never knew my true feelings. I was too afraid of what she'd say if I told her I was in love with her. If she'd reject me...And after 3 years of...well whatever it was...I watched her move on to fall for another man." Hoseok picks up his can as if it were something strong and tips it back to drain it.

"Damn.." Minx pouts.

"Indeed," Hoseok says stiffly, fighting back the burp in his carbonation full chest.

"I'm sorry," Minx says softly.

"No need. First loves always sting, especially the onesided ones. And of course, I had my fair share of affairs after that. That initial heartbreak helped me grow into a more diligent man who seizes opportunities as they come. Not waiting for things to happen but to be the one who makes them happen. I was better in spite of it." Hoseok twists the empty can around on the table's surface.

Minx nods.

"But sometimes I do wonder what would have become of us if I had just been brave enough to tell her how I felt."

"I bet she knew," Minx mumbles as she stabbed her spoon down into the pint.

"Do you?" Hoseok arches a brow.

"Women always know. Sometimes we're too stupid to really see it through. But I bet if you told her now, she'd say she knew."

Hoseok furrows his brow at her statement.

"What about you Miss?" He leans in to rest his chin on his interlocked fingers, propping himself on the table with his elbows.

"What about me?" She stabs again.

"Are you in love?"

At that, Minx looks up.

"I.....wouldnt know..."

"Well don't be like me, Miss. I encourage you to let Mr.Min know of your true feelings. I'm sure you'd be surprised at what you'd find..."

Minx's head snaps up as Hoseok rises from the table. He senses her eyes on him and her pause, making him regard her with a tiny smirk.

"We are talking about Yoongi, yes?" Hoseok tilts his head in curiosity.

"Of course! Who else would we be talking about?"

"Right. Well, only you would know the answer to that Miss. I'm just a lowly servant." Hoseok laughs bitterly.

"Well, I hope you do get some rest." He adds over his shoulder.

"Thank you. You as well"

Hoseok hums in response as he saunters from the kitchen.

Minx looks down at the cold melted chocolate swirling around her spoon. She pushes the pint away from herself and burrows her face in her hands.

She hated to admit that she was as miserable as she was. Resisting the urge to contact Taehyung sent a twinge of sorrow to her heart and it was shameful. She did the right by ending things. She wanted to end things.

So what was she so depressed. Sitting in the dark drowning herself in calories.
Although the mention of Yoongi brought Minx a sense shame she couldn't shake, the conversation she'd just had with Hoseok also brings forth another feeling.

She couldn't sit here anymore, pining over her regrets and thoughts of him.

She didn't want to let this chance at something pass her by. She didn't want to be like Hoseok. Or her mother.
Forget risk.
Forget pride.

Minx caps the melted ice-cream pint and throws it in the trash. She scurries up to her bedroom and changes quickly, swiping her phone and keys.

She didn't have a plan or an exact destination but sitting around in the mansion wasn't going to solve anything. All that Minx knew was that her time of loathing had to end.

It was time.