-Ops! Sorry, sorry
-Hey, be careful! Watch out where you go, you fool
-Sorry!
I was late, time was running out and my train was about to leave. I couldn't help but run across the station tripping and hitting many unawared shoulders. By that times, I prefered to travel late night, I booked tickets for the last train of the day and waited patiently for it on empty platforms, listening to my favourite tracks, sorrounded by this heat of underground stations. No one disturbed me and that was good. But there were occasions I couldn't manage to avoid an annoying boss or a partner, a lover, who still didn't know about my depart. When this happened I had to take the first one in the morning, meanwhile, I enjoyed walking through stations, pacefully, observing what was going on around me. It's amazing how, between the time the last train leaves and the first train arrives, the place changes so much. Nowadays, I still like to do it sometimes, mostly when I'm feeling lonely. I watched people's faces, their expressions were very different, from lovers who were totally broken while saying goodbye to their partners, to cheerful families about to enjoy a trip on vacation. Every emotion was so real the whole station was filled with them. I simply loved to enjoy it on my own. But that day, that day I had no time, I was running away, once again. It was the second time this year, a total personal record. How was that possible? I couldn't stick my life together on a place more than a few months without feeling the urge to throw everything out of the window, pack my things and just leave without even writting a letter. A letter? To who exactly? People once I cared about stopped waiting for them a long time ago. Trouble followed me everywhere I went and when I got tired of people and places I took the first train on the morning to leave without thinking too much about it.
*The train of 6:00 am is going to depart in 5 minutes *
«Oh no! C'mon girl, last effort, you are almost in. A new place is waiting for you, filled of oportunities you'll probably miss out and absolutely waste.»
But it was too late this time. I saw the train leave, and for a little moment I hesitated, I contemplated the possibility of taking it as a sign, maybe it was time to stop all this, go back home and start taking life in a serious way. But after just a seconds of weakness, I ignored my thoughts and waited for the next one, drinking a beer and finishing my last pack of cigarettes.
«Gosh, why is this train so full today? I should have stayed at home, days like this are to stay on bed. Look, a seat, maybe I'll be able to sit on the window» -but my demands weren't listened, someone was already sitting there. It was a guy, all dressed in black. I would never have known his name if I didn't have taken the time to read it on his backpack, "Min Yoongi". Nice name, somehow it sounded familiar to me.
-Excuse me, is someone sitting there?
-No
-Thank you so much, then I may sit here if you don't mind- «He hasn't event turned his head to answer me, why is people so rude nowadays? But he has an amazing sense of fashion, all styled in black, with his cap, it all makes his pale skin shine even more. I could forgive him only because of his look. Oh c'mon girl, don't be trivial.»
Suddenly his voice caught me off guard and brought me back to the real world, I was so absorted I hadn't realized I still hadn't kept my luggage.
-Are you going to leave all this in the middle of the corridor? Someone could trip and get hurt
-That's right, my fault, I'm sorry
-Don't worry, you have all the time, this journey will take a little bit longer than expected, outside it's rainning a lot and all trains are going on delay.
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Maybe (아마도) || jjk. + k.th + reader
Fanfiction"When you are a scared kid who runs away from himself, loneliness is the only feeling that seems right to you, but when you taught me how to feel real I stopped trying to scape" The story of three lives, they weren't aware of how much they needed e...
