The Hoodie Boy || Yang Jungwon

#34

The credits rolled on the screen, and Y/n found herself still wrapped in the warmth of the moment. Jungwon leaned against her, finding solace in her presence, and she couldn't help but wonder about the untold chapters of his life.

With a gentle sigh, Y/n decided to explore a topic that had been lingering in her mind. It was a question she had never asked before, but one that held the potential to unveil hidden pieces of Jungwon's past. Leaning her head against his, she softly spoke.

"Jungwon, can I ask you something? Do you have any grandparents?" Her voice held a touch of curiosity, and she hoped her question wouldn't stir up painful memories.

Jungwon's body stiffened slightly, his breathing hitching for a moment. Y/n could sense the weight of his emotions, the complexities, and layers that lay beneath his guarded facade. She gently squeezed his hand, silently encouraging him to share if he felt comfortable.

After a brief pause, Jungwon spoke, his voice tinged with a hint of melancholy. "I never knew my grandparents. They passed away before I was born. My parents used to tell me stories about them, but it always felt like they were from another world, another time."

Y/n felt a pang of sadness in her heart, realizing that Jungwon had missed out on the love and guidance of his grandparents. She understood the significance of these familial connections and the warmth they could bring.

"I'm sorry to hear that," Y/n whispered softly. "I'm sure they would have loved you so much and been proud of the person you've become."

Jungwon turned his head to meet her gaze, his eyes reflecting a mixture of longing and gratitude. "Thank you, Y/n. Your words mean a lot to me."

Y/n tightened her embrace, wanting to offer him comfort and support. She couldn't change the past or bring back his grandparents, but she could be a source of solace and love in his life.

As Y/n had wrapped her arm around Jungwon, pressing her head gently against his back, she understood the weight of his emotions. Sometimes, the absence of words could convey more than any spoken language ever could.

They lay there in silence, the gentle rise and fall of their breaths creating a comforting rhythm. Y/n held Jungwon tightly, her touch offering solace and a sense of belonging. She wished she could fill the void left by his absent grandparents to provide him with the love and warmth he deserved.

At that moment, they didn't need words. Their connection spoke volumes. Y/n wanted Jungwon to know that he wasn't alone, that she would be there for him through the joys and sorrows, the past, and the future. She would be the one to create cherished memories with him, just as his grandparents might have.

Jungwon gradually relaxed under Y/n's touch, feeling the warmth of her presence seep into his soul. He knew that he was fortunate to have someone like her by his side-someone who cared, listened, and understood without judgment. It was a rare and precious gift.

As the minutes passed, Y/n could sense a subtle shift in Jungwon's energy. His breathing steadied, his body softened, and she knew that her presence was providing him with the comfort he needed. She hoped that her unwavering support would gradually heal the wounds of his past.

In the embrace of their silent connection, Y/n realized that sometimes the most powerful form of support came from being present, even when words failed. Love had a language of its own, and in that tender moment, Y/n's actions spoke volumes.

She whispered softly into the air, "I'm here for you, Jungwon. You may not have had grandparents, but you have me, and I promise to love and care for you every step of the way."

Jungwon shifted slightly, allowing Y/n's words to permeate his being. A glimmer of hope flickered within him, a newfound sense of belonging. He turned his head ever so slightly, catching a glimpse of Y/n's serene expression, and offered a small, grateful smile.