cabinet

twenty-four.

day 11 with jaehyung
16:12

we went to the theme park that was by the beach, and the rides were something that jaehyung enjoyed, though it kinda tired him out and now he's munching off to his meal. it was hard to not watch him hungrily shoving seven pieces of fries into his mouth all at once, it made me chuckle a bit.

though i didn't really eat too much, i'm contented with jaehyung eating his heart out, it made me feel full although all i had was just a soft drink.

i pulled my gaze off to somewhere else, until my eyes lands on the ferris wheel. the ride wasn't too far, in fact, it's literally just behind us.

turning back to jaehyung, i see him silently munching on fries and taking loud sips of his soda. i scoffed as the corner of my lip tugs upward a little, then, i turn back to the ferris wheel.

should i ride it with him?

no, that's so gay.

suddenly, "i want.." jaehyung spoke, pointing at the ferris wheel. i furrow my brows, his question almost made me think that he's somewhat a mind reader.

"you wanna ride it?"

he nods quickly, "l-let's.. ride it." he stands up excitedly, and i smile at his actions. though his excitedness falls a little when his eyes landed on his dirty hands, his lips form into a pout.

cute.

"come, let's get your hands cleaned up first." it was my turn to stand up, grabbing our belongings before i held his wrist gently.

the walk to the restroom wasn't too far, and we wouldn't miss the ride, so i walked at a pace where jaehyung could easily keep up. although he has long legs, he usually stutters inbetween his steps, which causes him to lag behind.

as we walked, the wind slightly breezes through my face, along with my hair. it's not cold whatsoever, but the feeling was refreshing. and i found myself dazed at the boy under my grip, his hair also flowing through the wind as his eyes blinks a few times to avoid the dust, despite having glasses on.

somehow, the pressure i had earlier was gone by a second. the one time i spare a glance at him, i didn't feel obligated to do anything for him at all; he just looked free. he also felt like a friend i've had for a long time now, someone who i could confide in, while he'd feel the same towards me.

if he was never abducted, would we have met and become best friends? i don't know. wait no, i'm not a good person, he'd hate me.

i shake my thoughts away, it's pointless to be so sad about it. after all, this is just temporary. he's gonna go back, forget all about this and most importantly, live a better life than mine.

there's a slight tinge of envy in me.. maybe i should serve time in jail and get my life together.

finally, we reach the restroom which was, thankfully, empty. i didn't want to deal with anyone watching me wash jaehyung's hands, since the last time he tried to, he wet himself all over.

still having his wrist on my hand, i lead him to the sink to roll his sleeves up. i lather up his hands with the pump of soap i took, and i could feel his stare on me.