fries | j.jk [☆]

walk

"Ketchup to my fries? Cheesy. Get out, Jungkook."

It hurts, it really does. Telling you this straight in the face hurt like hell, just like two years ago.

You walked out of the store, sighing. You need to try harder, Kookie.

I went for a walk the next day, after my shift. I needed to clear my mind. The day after you left me, I always did this.

Walking, alone in the darkness.

The darkness was overwhelming, but it helped me. The fear of darkness replaces my other fears, like the fear of being hurt again. Specifically by you.

But that day, I didn't walk alone.

I sat on the bench, thinking it was empty. Instead, I sat right next to you.

"Hey, Seoyeon. I brought fries. Have some."

"What is it with you and fries, stranger?"

You gawked at me and I sighed.

"I'll take it if you really want me to."