Endearing ️️️✅

42: That rainy night

It would be safe to say that you are a little bit distressed. Well maybe not 'a little' and more like 'a lot' because the evening wasn't going as you had anticipated but at this point in your life you had almost gave up on predicting things because they never go according to you.

So along with distressed, you were also confused and oh yes! Sad too because:

One, As soon as the rabbit hybrid that you come to know was Jeongguk was seen by Taehyung, they couldn't be separated. They started to cry tears you had no idea of and there was nothing you were able to do about it. So that covers the distressed part.

Second, Taehyung wouldn't say anything to you. He had become silent after crying his eyes out which actually physically and mentally hurt you too. Jeongguk was no different and you didn't like the look on his face even though you met him for the first time.

Third was because the hybrids refused to segregate from each other, Seokjin advised that Taehyung can go back with them to their apartment to spend the night and talk about the matter later. The most surprising thing was that Taehyung, the very Taehyung who didn't like to be away from you had accepted the offer so quickly you had to double take that he was the very same hybrid that had been living with you for more than half a year now.

Yoongi and Hoseok must've felt your emotions as they had quickly offered you to have a sleepover with them but you, feeling a thousand different emotions just wanted to be away for the time being from everybody.

And let's add a fourth reason to your crappy night as well when you observed the fast winds from the opened window of your house. It would probably rain or worse a thunderstorm. Great, just great. That was the cherry on top thing.

You prepare a chamomile tea to occupy yourself and calm your nerves from the soothing beverage. Appetite had long gone for you so decided against having a dinner. Opting for your bed straight away seemed like a better idea for now.

Just as you were about to hide in the confines of your soft cotton bed sheets with a hot seething cup of refreshing tea, a crack of thunder erupts into the sky causing you to flinch and drip the hot liquid on your bed sheets.

This night can't get more beautiful can it? You cursed silently, putting the cup on night stand and proceeding to clean and dry your favourite sheet.

You could hear the strong pitter patter of the rain hitting the ground outside. A beautiful aroma was emitting from the rainwater laden soil, waffling inside through your open window and reaching your olfactory senses.

You weren't much fond of rain as for you it just meant as arrival of humidity and muddy shoes but you also didn't dislike it altogether, especially when the sound of rain and it's smell mixed with soil was so soothing.

What you did dislike were the thunders that sometimes came with it, often in night time when the sky cackled loudly and lightning lit up the dark in a manner even a million bulbs can't do so. And with it came the memories of the past that had haunted you forever.

But not now. You were tired reminiscing those painfull vision that flashed every time a thunderstorm started. Your father was your favourite person and you definitely didn't want to think anything sad relating to him.

The man deserved peace and you had come to the realisation that it would only be achieved when you'd remember him with good things and be happy every time you think about him.