100 days on the Moon {k.sj}

Chapter 2. Just for shits and giggles.

Melody's POV

They left.

Now I'm all alone. 

Again.

Ok, don't be so dramatic, Melody. You have food on the table, you have this huge apartment and you have friends that support and love you. You don't need a lover. It isn't necessary.

I went to my studio to maybe think of some lyrics or a melody or something. I needed to let my feelings out and most of the time music helped.

It was 1 am.

After 30 minutes, nothing came out of me. Every sentence that I wrote felt dry and a bit too sad.

I am not sad.

I shouldn't be sad.

I hate feeling that I am sad because I shouldn't be.

Yes, I've been hurt, so what?

Other people have it worst.

At least that's what I told myself.

And then a memory ran through my head.

"What are you doing, Dad? Mommy where is he going?" I asked tearfully. "I don't know, darling. I don't know." My mom answered, crying.

And then another one.

"What?" I asked breathlessly. "Of, course. Yes, of course, my love".

Maybe I need a walk. That can clear up my mind. It's very dark outside, but what's the worst that could happen.

Oh, if only I would've known.

So, I walked out of the house and let my feet take me wherever. I was lost in my thoughts, thinking what I could write about or why nothing flowed out of me like it usually did when I had a lot of emotions bottled up. I thought about my mom and that I should probably call her in the morning to see how she was. I thought about some random stuff too. And then I looked to see where I was.

I was in an old part of the city. In the middle of it was the statue. The one Jimin was talking about. My mom used to take me here when I was young. It has kind of been my comfort place. It helped me when I was a trainee. I used to have a lot of stress, but as soon as I would come here, I would feel relaxed. There weren't a lot of buildings here and it was usually very quiet and a great place to think. There were a couple of trees around and the light was very nicely illuminating the statue. The air was very refreshing here as well.

I love art. I love walking to museums and galleries, and I love statues. They mesmerize me. How do people do that with their bare hands? I love all of the minor details and how much work must've been put into creating a sculpture.

I sat down at the statue's base since the statue was life-sized and had a little base, that it was standing on.

The statue was of a god. Kim Seokjin to be exact. Everyone knew him as the Thunder's God's son. Apparently, he had a lot of girls, never seeming to find The one. He was a heartbreaker, that never seemed to care about other people's feelings. Allegedly he was cold and would never really laugh, not to mention that apparently, he didn't have a lot of friends, because he was scared that they were only going to use him to get closer to his father or his sister. His sister was a Beauty Goddess - the most beautiful Goddess on the Moon.

For a person, that doesn't believe in mythical beings, I know a lot about these things, huh? I don't know, something about this topic seemed really interesting, even though I never believed in any of it. When I was a little girl, my mom would buy me books about these beautiful deities, that lived on th Moon and looked over Earth. I was so mesmerized reading about their life. That's why I know a lot about them.

Well, on another note, the way he was captured in the statue, he was beautiful, to say the least. His body was muscular and toned. His face was very sharp but had soft features where needed. And the lips. The lips were puffy and soft and I'm sure if they had color they would be the most amazing tint of red. I don't think anyone could look like that. It was too unrealistic.

Sure Jimin and Taehyung are gorgeous and have many people drooling over them, but they were a different type of handsome.

This statue of Kim Seokjin was stunning. Worldwide handsome, if I could say so myself.

That's why I didn't understand why he didn't have The one. Maybe he had commitment issues? Or maybe he was just gay and didn't know it yet? Can Gods even BE gay?

I had been sitting there for an hour or so, just taking in all the features of the half-naked man.

Then an idea popped into my mind.

"No, don't be ridiculous. Don't you dare, Melody. That's stupid." All of those thoughts running through my head like crazy, stopping me from doing the thing, but something in my gut kept telling me to do it. To hold his hand. What's the worst that can happen. It isn't like that story is true. He isn't gonna come alive or anything.

One of his hands was on his hip, while the other was by his side, just waiting for someone to take it and hold it. It was as if he was waiting for someone to do it. To hold his hand.

Ok, Melody. Just for shits and giggles. It isn't like anybody is watching you.

I stood up on the base and giggled knowing this was stupid. I braced myself and then I did it. I held his hand.

It was very awkward. My hand was way smaller than his and his hand was cold and a bit chalky, and it felt very not-human-like. Then I realized that nothing happened. I don't know why, but I felt a bit disappointed like I was expecting him to come alive. But I shouldn't have been. I shouldn't have been expecting him to come alive and fall into my arms. I knew before holding his hand that that wouldn't happen. It's impossible and stupid.

But then I heard slight banging in my head. I didn't think anything of it until it started becoming louder by the second until I couldn't hear anything else, just that.

And suddenly I fainted.

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Hello, the author here. It's the second chapter. Hurray. I put a lot of information about her and Jin here, but you will find out that not everything is true. Or is it? 

I don't know in which POV to write, but I felt like this chapter needed a bit more closeness to the main character, and I wanted to display her thoughts, and that is much easier to do when writing in first person. 

Well, leave YOUR thoughts here and thank you for reading.

Oh, and Merry Christmas or whatever you celebrate. And if you don't celebrate anything, then have a good day.