Red and Violent ✔️

Chapter 9: The Tour Best Friend

The day you arrived was your day off. It's been a while since you took your day off. The first thing that came to mind when you landed in LA was your secret spot. Your hotel's location was made a secret and it was situated far from where the shows and awards were to be held. It was strategically located near Santa Monica, a 15 minutes ride from your university. Back when you were studying you had this  beach where you went to listen to music and calm down. That place withheld your strongest moments and you weakest ones. You made a decision to go there after you settle in your hotel.

You went out of your room and went down to the lobby to find Yoongi sitting there on the bar. This time he had nothing in hand to drink. You didn't get what he was doing but your were already on your way to him.

"Oppa," you said calmly. "How are you?" You asked as you sat on the stool next to him.

"There's nothing to do and I can't sleep." He followed, "even if it looks like we've got nothing to do, we are never free to do anything, really. It's just a transit till we go into that very same cycle again." He seemed to find it easy to talk with you. Like an invisible barrier was taken down.

You smiled and said all child-like, "do you want to sneak out?" You nodded your head as a way to sway his answer.

"I-I," he hesitated.

"I won't tell if you tell!"

"Well, don't get me killed, Kae." He smiled. Genuinely. "Where are you taking me?"

"You'll see."

You guys took the staff exit secretly and you wandered back streets away from the bustling districts. You've shot all over LA for many projects and you knew the streets like the back of your hands. Yoongi followed you while questioning if he did the right thing. You started to get closer to the beach and hear the waves crashing. You were back to where your soul once calmed. The wind played a symphony that you would never get sick off. A symphony the gods made exclusively for you.

"Hear that?" You looked at him.

He nodded. You spontaneously took him from his hand and directed him through the palm trees. Till the beach showed in all its glory. A blue heaven you missed. A blue haven you resort to. The gradient of the sea welcomed you in glorious dancing and your soul danced in sync with it.  You smelled the air like this is the last time you're ever going to breathe it in. You looked at Yoongi to find him smiling a smile that soon turned into a laugh.

"Take your shoes off." You told him, "Come on what are you waiting for!" You quickly took yours off and ran to the sea.

"Wait for me!" Yoongi shouted while he was still taking his shoe off.

You sat on the beach and let the waves crash on your feet. Cool water and warm air with the shade of the palm trees. This was your safe haven whenever you fell into depression. You secluded yourself here. When Yoongi got closer you patted the sand to tell him to sit down. He sat down. You let the silence take over. The only sound to be heard here is the sound of crashing waves. You laid your back on the sand. It didn't matter if it got everywhere. You just wanted to lay there. You left Yoongi to absorb everything and just escape into the vastness of the place. You dozed off until Yoongi tapped you.

"I know I sound rude," he said calmly, "but why are you doing this?"

You sat up straight and sighed. "I just know how it is, oppa." You didn't feel like this was a sufficient answer so you completed, "I was born into a family who had mental illness as a hereditary disease. I've gotten my own fair share of it." You just never talked about that with anyone for a long time except for Ae Ra. It felt tough to say that, but it felt like it was needed to be said. You weren't going to tell details anyways. "I've seen depression, mania, and absolute nervous breakdowns." You looked at his face and smiled. "I've got everyone's back back then. I wanna have yours, too." By reflex you side-hugged him.