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Finally, I've got my coffee after waiting for what feels like an eternity. It's make off day and what a great way to start it with having an anxious newbie serve me. I should have agreed to go with Kyubin-hyung and Taeyeob-hyung. But in the same time, I don't want to be a third-wheeler.
I was walking through the mall's garden when a particular flower caught my eye. A cherry blossom, his favorite flower. Damn, this "day off" isn't helping me "relieve stress" or whatever my manager calls it. I walked close to it and gently touch it. It's soft, just like his hands that I love to hold every time.
I miss him so much. I still don't get why he had to leave so sudden?! We we're fine, our relationship was fine. Why did he have to leav--
"Wookjin? Is that you?"
I faced to the direction of the voice and spotted him, Park Jisung.
"Jisung-hyung?!" I said, pure shock on my voice
Jisung walked up to me and gave me a hug. I was frozen, then slowly hugged him back.
"It's been a long time..."
"Yeah, it has been..."
"Uhm.. Why don't we sit down?"
Jisung suggested, then sat down on the benches of the garden. It took me a time to realize what was happening, but when I did I imedietly sat down next beside him.
"So uh.. How have you been?"
"I've been doing great.. Well, minus the fact we are extra busy these days since we're preparing for a comeback."
"Ah! That's good to hear. Well, I've been great too. I found a job that pays me well," He stopped and laugh for a moment. God damn, that laugh. I missed that so much.
"And, well. I've made new friends and such..." Jisung said the last part but it felt more like a whisper. He made new friends, that's nice.
The silence was very loud and awkward after that. I didn't know what to say because it's the first time I've met Jisung for a year and a half. Jisung looked like he felt the same thing. We were in love before, but somehow the past year and a half makes this moment feel like we are strangers meeting for the first time.
I looked at Jisung again, he looked like he was about to say something but didn't. We stayed there like that for a couple minutes before Jisung spoke.
"Wookjin... I'm sorry..."
"You don't have to... I accept the fact that you left us, but I still don't get why you left so sudden..."
"Wookjin. I'm honestly sorry, but, I can't tell you why..."
I looked at him and sighed. I stared at his eyes, he looked like he was about to cry... I grabbed his hand and held it tightly.
"If you can't come back to us, then why did you not talk to us this past year?"
"I--.... I'm sorry, I thought you guys were mad at me..."
"We weren't.. We were just confused.."
Jisung held my hand tightly too. He took a deep breathe and sighed.
The next thing I know, we were kissing. Many thoughts suddenly ran through my head. 'Are we kissing publicly in a mall?' 'Wait, what just happened' 'Is this seriously happening?'. But even with all these thoughts, the one thing that I think about the most was how soft his lips are after these times. I've missed this, a lot, and I can't believe I'm reliving it again.
He pulled back after, sadly, but he gave a smile to me, the prettiest smile I saw again.
"I love you, and the members. And leaving the group made me regret so many things, but I couldn't do anyrhing about it. I wish I can come back."
"Hyung... You are always welcome to come back, we missed you so much..."
I replied and then kissed him again.
We both pulled back and stared at each other. That was disturbed by a ring from my phone. I took it out and saw the caller name, it was from my manager. Jisung saw and softly laugh at me.
"Looks like you're being called back to the building."
I looked at him, declining the call.
"Can we... communicate with each other... Again?"
"... I- uh-... Of course. I've got a new number, so I'll just--"
I gave him my phone so he could save his number. When I got it back, I imedietly gave it a nickname. Love. Just like the old times.
"Well, it was nice seeing you. But I got to go..."
"Of course"
I stood up and before I walked out of the mall, I looked back at him and gave him a final kiss.