SELCOUTH

14: Conversations with friends

I watched as he let the glass slip from his long delicate  fingers. The glass shattered, breaking into chunky pieces , while the small once shimmer like individual specks of glitters on the floor

I was aghast, because the action was deliberate. But it doesn't make sense, we've met. So under what condition did this sudden bearing surfaced?

I open my mouth to speak but a voice called out first, throaty and enveloped with sleep

"Tae?" I look behind me to find a blanched Jimin, barefooted and cladded in his black pajama set 

His eyes are alert, studying Taehyung and scrutinizing me

I heard another footstep approach

"come on, let's go back" Jimin said gently, still looking at me with calculative eyes. 

I remained on my spot, unoffended but at sea with his response

Taehyung swiftly walk pass me. Jimin stretch his hand grasp the arm, immediately pulling his friend away from the room. 

On the corner, Jungkook retract himself from the wall, round the kitchen bar and crouch down. He didn't spare me a single glance as he started picking up the reminder of his friend's outburst 

I watched him clean it all up before I get back to my business. The night remained silent, but I no longer feel at ease

I picked up two breads, use the butter knife to spread butter on one bread and jam to the other, before pressing it both together. I opened the refrigerator to pick up the canned cold-brew  coffee. I took a seat on the kitchen island, aware of my company

Jungkook walked behind me, opening the chiller. I was expecting a beer, but instead, a wine bottle plonk on the top of the counter followed by a wine glass. I watch as he carelessly fill it half way. Small wet drops decorated the dark marble countertop, a single tear went down from the mouth to welcome the ground

"We try not to go here when he's here" his voice was quiet, informative, yet I still flinched. "It's the only time of the day he get out of the room and he don't like any audience" I felt him shift beside me, putting more distance. I notice that he hasn't unwind as well

"You could've told me that" my voice was muffled when I replied. Inside my mouth, flavors explode I could burst in laughter due to delight. Though not a big eater, I consider food to be always capable of elating me in an essential way

Jungkook finished the entire glass before placing it back to take the bottle instead.

He saunter around the island, to the sliding doors that leads to the ample backyard. When he opened it, the crisp air cross the threshold, delighting me with a whip of its coolness on my face. The night here has its own distinct smell and ambience; one that lulls you to sleep but also keeps you awake to savor the peacefulness only experienced when the sun is away

Jungkook's figure, even visibly lax, usually reserve vigilance. Tonight he's emollient.

A man with well knit stature shouldn't should carry such lonesome air with them. But as he stood, leaning on the door frame,  head tipped sideways, he never look as brittle as an eggshell.

He tilted his head, took a long swig, and stepped out. He shut the door, muting the sound of nature from the air.  

I finish my food. Sojourned for another hour in the lab before finally submitting to slumber