WHAT?!
Before I could get a hold of the person he vanished into thin air as if he wasn't even here. I blindly waved my hands in the air, in the darkness. I truly was afraid of a million things, one of which is the dark. I didn't quite share very fond memories of the darkness.
Suddenly the lights were back on. Everyone came rushing towards me to check on me as I yelled as loud as I could. My yelling caused everyone to be worried over me, which was kind of sweet, to be honest, I've never really had this kind of affection in a long time.
"Yah! are you afraid of the dark?" Yuki asked with great concern.
"I mean yes! obviously? who isn't afraid of the dark?" I said in a panic, still trying to figure out who was it, the one earlier who was talking to me. Honestly, it sounded like Taehyung, I glanced at him and he smiled genuinely, which made me re-consider my doubts.
"We're not? I mean it's not something to be afraid of. It's in the dark
"So first of all we need to ensure that we go someplace where there won't be any risk of me getting seen with you." Kenma looked at me with his doe-like eyes as he spoke and I nodded in agreement to his words. "That's right! but I don't think there's any place nearby where we wouldn't get noticed and-" I was interrupted by the sound of the door being opened, both of us turned around to see Taehyung walking in and towards where we were, he wasn't looking up as he walked. "HEY, kenma do you have-" his eyes landed on me as he walked into the room. There was always something about the way he looked at me, his eyes conveyed so much more than words can. They're a vast galaxy of emotions, with stars that shine brighter than Alpha Centauri, his eyes are illusory. I suppress a smile. He clearly didn't convey a happy vibe towards me in the moment. "Hey Hikari, what are you doing in his room? aren't you supposed to be asleep?" Taehyung asked me t
The next morning I woke up at 5, dawn time it was, as I was supposed to, not willfully, I yawned as I stood up and wore my slippers, walked into the bathroom took a shower, and freshened up. All my steps were now a part of my schedule like it is in everyone else's life, to wake up at a particular time, to brush their teeth, take a bath, have breakfast, some don't, like I did. And all of this engraved in their minds and bodies, that they might as well be sleep walking when they do so. It is muscle-memory sort of.I wore a loose pink crop-top with black shots and made a messy bun. I wasn't really in a mood to dress up, waking up this early in the morning is such a mood killer. Some people prefer to cave in early at night and rise early, I wonder how, and I wonder why? I like waking up at a time I'm comfortable at. Well, we all are different, that's what keeps the world going.Soon I headed down to the kitchen. Now, what should I cook for the breakfast? I stood a
"Pass me the butter". Jin ordered me around in the kitchen as I was learning how to cook while assisting him at the same time. Everyone ate the food that Jin made. I too, joined them moments later and dug in with the pancakes that Jin made. "mmmm, this is so delicious!!" I said with a mouthfull of pancakes. The warm syrup on top of the pancakes made it so much better. I hadn't had pancakes in forever. "Yah! thanks! I hope you cook better than this someday, because i can't cook everyday you know? That's one of the reasons why you've been hired" Jin said with a straight face. That was kinda, let's say, straight-forward, business-restricted sort of response. "y-yes, I'm sorry!" I felt so down on hearing that but I shrugged it off, I shouldn't let it get to me. Besides it was my fault anyways, I should've learnt how to cook. But all my life I didn't had the shadow of my parents to teach me how to cook, my mom, I barely remember how she looked, I
"Anyways you should go get ready, You're supposed to go out with kenma today" it's sort of odd, how he can change the entire aura of his in a split-second, there was a slight bleakness in his voice, but I overlooked that, as maybe he wasn't in a good mood today and maybe I'm over thinking as usual. "Sure!" I was about to leave but a question popped in my mind. "Does kenma prefer a certain type of color or dress?" Taehyung seemed annoyed but suddenly his face lit up. "Come with me" I followed him, and following in his steps I realized that he wasn't walking towards his room. Rather was he was going to my room? Why though, that too to my room? "Let me help you dress up!" Taehyung said with his boxy smile. "WhaAt!?" "I mean I'll pick out the right dress and the right color, plus the accessories that would go with the outfit and make sure you look great" Taehyung explained what he actually
(TAEHYUNG'S POV) What was that all about? Her behavior seemed kinda off. She didn't seem fine to me, did I do something wrong? I mean she ignored me in a way by not answering my question, I picked up my phone and replied to the text messages before going back to my contemplation. I need to head out to the cafe, Kageyama must be anticipating my arrival. But I just can't seem to lay my mind off the way she looked at me before she ran out. What's this sting in my chest? It must be some sort of human-y feeling. This mortal worldly things are starting to take affect on me. Maybe I need to talk to Namhyuk about this. Or maybe it's just in my head- "Hey Tae, sup?" Kenma asked me as he entered the room and stood beside me, dusting off his clothes. "Something wrong?" he seemed genuinely worried, he always was whenever he saw me like this. He's concerned for all members but we're certainly closer. I mean we are all brothers, by
(HIKARI's POV)I was looking outside the window, admiring the beauty of nature outside when a hand was suddenly placed beside my face on the glass of the wide window. I turned around to see a handsome Kenma standing beside me, looking outside just the way I was a moment ago. His body inches away from mine gave me butterflies, my momentary pain and gloom seemed to fade as his his fingers brushed mine on the glass and our eyes met.He was wearing his black leather jacket with ripped black jeans and his boots. He smiled and pushed himself off the glass only to stand with his hands in his pocket and eyes till on me. He eyed me head to toe and giggled cutely.I wonder what that giggle was about.Was it about how I dressed all black for him?Or maybe because our outfits matched, like those of a couple. I giggled."Let's go, shall we?" he looked at me and reached ou
"Yes, I did" Kenma gave me his bunny smile. He had freaking booked an entire floor. "I had to, there's always a risk of being detected and I really CAN'T handle any rumors and scandals right now," He spoke with his gaze somewhere in mid-air."I agree" I mean obviously I wouldn't want that too.The waitress guided us to our table, lovely provincial, spacious, and positively clean. I clasped my hands together as I walked around to sit at a chair around it."Wait." I removed my hand from the top of the chair, which I was about to drag. He walked across the table and stood behind me, and dragged the chair for me. I smiled, a smile which explicitly conveyed how ecstatic I felt at the moment at his gestures, and everything he's doing tonight."Wow, this is truly amazing. Thanks a lot" I couldn't thank him enough."It's nothing. Trust me." I scoffed, not in a rude but a unbelievable way, at how modest he was.We ordered our meal and talked
(Kenma's POV)So Taehyung's going to meet Kageyama, it absolutely slipped my mind, he told me about it earlier, a few days back I suppose. I hope she's ready by now, I adjust my tie, brush off my coat before I walk into her room. "Hika-" I lower my voice and don't finish calling out her name. She's so immersed in viewing the scenery outside. How cute. I smile to myself and silently make my way towards her, I stand right behind her and place my hand on the glass glancing outside and then back at her tiny figure. I feel her shiver as she turns towards me. I want to embrace her, keep her safe, keep her within my sight forever."Let's go, shall we?" I smile the brightest. For once, I feel like I'm not faking my personality, she makes me feel different. Or maybe there's something about her that's different than the rest. I notice her small causalities, it's so adorable, how she bites her lower lip when she gets nervous. She's so simple-headed and e