하루만 ~ Just One Day (Taejoon)

Just One Day

"C'mon Taehyung-ah," Seokjin hyung bends down and gives me his hand, I grab onto it and straighten myself up. I also fix my hair and Namjoon hyung and I share an awkward look.

In the evening, we were just sitting on the pool. Legs dangling and we just talked about everything and anything. I looked up at the changing room and how there was a ladder at the back of it. Suddenly, I had the urge to climb it, so I got up and walked towards it.

I started climbing the ladder and reached the roof of it and I dusted my hands and pants. I looked over at the scenery. And I wondered the best part, a beautiful story. I still wonder how this story will go.

I look down at the boys who are looking back at me and shouting what I was doing up there, that I should get down and if the view was nice up there. I flash them a smile and look forward.

This is it.

This is what I missed, just being with them. I feel happy, I can smile when I am with them. And it looks the same for others as well. We can smile when we are together.

But, is this feeling even permanent?

We all went back to Namjoon hyung's container, which was near the abandoned swimming pool. Everyone decided to spend the late dusk there. Yoongi hyung and Jimin went to the convenience store, they offered if I wanted to come with them, I just shook my head.

Although this was kind of on the outskirts of the city, I didn't want to risk getting caught. Noona hadn't texted or called back, so I decided to stay. Jungkook went along with them. Hobi hyung and Jin hyung went to get firewood. So it was just me and Namjoon hyung setting up the area.

Great, I'm probably a fugitive on the run and am stuck in an awkward situation.

I didn't even bother looking at Namjoon hyung although I could feel his gaze on me. I know he wants to say something, and I know I should give him a chance to speak, but my self-respect still exists. It shouldn't, to be honest, but it's there.

After that almost kiss incident, I don't know how he feels anymore. I might have interpreted the entire situation wrong and he wasn't going to kiss me. Probably, how could he, right? If it was me, even I would never fall in love with someone like me, especially now cause I'm a-

"Kim Taehyung, can we talk?" I hear someone call and I turn and look at Namjoon hyung standing a few steps behind me. I gulp and nod my head and we go into his container.

The amount of times I've been in this container, it feels like a second home to me. No, it's a home to me. But now, it feels so foreign. After the events that went down here last time, the usually warm welcoming atmosphere now feels cold.

I enter the room and Namjoon hyung shuts the door behind him. What should I say? Should I stay silent? I should at least say something.

"Nothing has changed," is the only thing that came out of my mouth.

"Huh? Oh the container? Yeah, just got a few more plants and books," Namjoon hyung explains pointing. I look in that direction and yeah, there's a plant on the table, more like a succulent because it's a small plant with little bobbles. Next to the plant, two books were on the table. I look at the book and read the blurb.

Both of us still remain silent.

Okay, enough beating around the bush, I let out a breath which I didn't realize I'd been holding and turned towards Namjoon hyung, whos' fiddling with his jacket's zipper.

"What did you want to talk about, hyung?" I ask him, finally facing him.

He looks back at me, with a look in his eyes which is either guilt or sympathy. Both of which I don't want right now.