The talk

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I absolutely love this story so expect me to write new chapters often.

Once outside, we start walking side by side, a respectable distance between us, enough to show us as friends but not too close to show us as a couple. I appreciate that he takes notices of the little things to make me comfortable. 

"I was wondering" he starts slowly, giving me enough time to get out of my thoughts and I look at him, waiting for him to continue. "Do you go to school? Or if not, is it something you would like to do?". Oh. I look at my feet, suddenly conscious of the lines separating every block of cement on the sidewalk and I start trying to avoid stepping on them.

"I... I don't know. I can't say working at the restaurant forever seems like the perfect dream job to me, but I can't really see myself doing anything else". He hums softly. "That's fine. You can take your time until you find out, or you can never find out too, either way, I'll support you in what you decide". I look up to see him staring at the sky, and the way the light reflects on his skin is majestic.

"You mentioned that you like composing, right? Have you ever thought about what you'd like to do with that?" he asks again with curiosity. I smile. "I have, multiple times. But I don't know. Composing is my way of coping with my emotions, sure there are the songs that appear out of nowhere, but there are also those that contain my hardest moments". He nods as he gazes down at me, a hint of understanding in his eyes. "So very private songs. I understand, it would be hard to give them to others, or to let others hear them at all".

My eyes crease in a tiny smile. It's a nice different from being forced. "Thank you for understanding, Jin. It's a nice change from Felix. He would always try and force me to give him my songs to sell them. We had so many arguments about this. But I look on the bright side, I guess that means my songs have potential" I say in a snicker and see him frown at my words.

"Did he ever try to steal them?". I think about the times I found him on my laptop without asking first. "I guess he tried. Did he manage to, I don't know. Maybe". He puts a hand on my shoulder and squeezes lightly. "I'm sorry this happened to you. I can assure you I'll never treat you like that, never".

I turn to him in confusion. "Why are you apologizing? It's not like it's your fault, you didn't even know me when it happened. And I can already tell that being by your side is the best thing that can happen to me, you don't need to prove anything. Just be yourself, Jin".

We keep walking in silence, just appreciating each other's presence. I think back to his question, about me wanting to go to school, to try and find what I want to do. Where could my music possibly bring me?

"What about your dream?" I say after a while and he turns to me with a light pout from thinking. "Hm... I guess I just go with the flow. I took over our parents' bakery and it's fun. I guess a part of me would like to do something bigger, make use of my skills on a larger scale, but it takes time and I don't know if I can afford it".

"What kind of bigger thing?" I ask again, curious to know more about him. "Well, I love cooking. The process of thinking, making and seeing people's reactions from tasting what I created is such a wonderful feeling, you know? I like offering that possibility to my family, feeding them tasty food. But sometimes I wonder if I could also bring that out of home, bring a taste of my food to others outside too".

"So a chef at a restaurant? Why don't you?". He sighs. "I don't have a diploma. Nor do I have experience in the domain, except baking, but it doesn't count when you go to, three, four and five stars restaurants. I don't want to start at the bottom, like cleaning the dishes, or doing random little things in the kitchen while the others create magic.

"What about converting your bakery into a restaurant?" I ask him and he laughs. "Taehyung and Namjoon asked me the very same thing. My answer will be the same. This is something our parents started from scratch. They worked really hard to make this what it is today, I wouldn't be able to deal with destroying their baby".

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