"So, what do you think?", Sam asked, turning around in a circle to show me his new three-piece suit while I was perched upon the bed of his guest room, eyes fixated on my phone that lied beside me in the bed. "Sophie! Don't wait on him to call!"
"What?", I asked, eyes bored as I stared at him. This had been going on for a while since Sam just couldn't get enough of showing me his new clothes and my replying with the same 'looks good' after the first few. "I've seen all your clothes, went to the movies, spent over two days in your house and nobody gives a fuck about my whereabouts. I didn't even plan anything for so long."
"Well, did you not tell Nathan not to call you 'ever' again?", he squinted at me again, hands placed on his hips as he emphasized on the word 'ever'.
"Go away," he mumbled angrily from the other side, tone very slurry and jumbled up. I sighed, placing my ear right against the wood of it but I could only hear slight whimpers."It's me," I said quietly which was followed by loud gasps and a lot of sounds. "Open up Mr. Kim."Was he hiding something in there? Drugs? I sighed and knocked again."No! I w-want to be alone," Another grunt left me at his empty protests and I rummaged through my mind for the correct words to tell him at the moment. "You should go back.""I'm here to talk to you sir, I'm not going anywhere before I get to do it, okay?", I hummed in question, doing another round of rapid knocking against his door before pulling out the large jumbled punch of keys f
"Mr. Min? What's up?", I questioned, hands interlocked behind my back. He turned around and I noticed a small metallic flask that he immediately pushed back into the inner pocket of his jacket at the sight of me. Shaking his head dismissively, he used his right hand to gesture to the place next to him and I took generous steps forward till I was standing beside him."Hey," he cleared his throat and turned towards my side, leaning with one elbow on the railing. Mr. Min was a handsome man, both in his mannerisms and in the ring itself. "So, how well did you take what happened just now?", Jae laughed in a gentle undertone at my confused expression before repeating himself. "Did you understand what happened or not Soph?""I-I did but I'm not sure if my observations or even my conclusion is correct. I mean I could be overthinking this," I sighed, placing both elbows on top like him before dropping my head in the middle of them. "What do you think? You looked lik
"No," I stated, voice loud and clear causing him to close his eyes with a gulp that echoed through both of us at the same time. "I will never be embarrassed of you.""Yeah right," he chuckled, a sarcastic and sardonic one that caused me to pull away from him and scoff back. "Sophie, you don't have to say it for the sake of saying it.""Excuse me?", I gasped, his words pricking my skin because what the fuck?"Yeah, I mean-""Fuck what you mean Mr. Kim, I've been beside you in everything and always will be! What made you think I was embarrassed of you? It's about that bitch Teressa, isn't it?", I spat, angrily yanking the jacket from his hold and putting it on without another thought given.
"Mr. Kim, I-I really didn't mean it like that," Josh whispered, awkwardly shifting his weight from one foot to the other while waiting for us to pull away from each other. "I'm sorry."Nathan only nodded before trying to walk away but I held his arm back with a glare. "Jo, let's go, we have a lot to talk about," I said gesturing to the living room and he nodded, a little concerned but moved nonetheless, leaving me alone with Mr. Kim."Sophie, why?", I shrugged in response to his question and he followed me to the kitchen trying to minimize his interaction with the other boys. Jimin wasn't in the kitchen anymore and I figured it was because he knew I wasn't in the living room either.To Mr. Kim, it was obvious that they thought of him as a freak but that was only in his mind, nothing else. I understood his agony, his conflict but he had to face it someday."Why don't you set the table with Josh, Mr. Kim?", I asked stirring the huge pot of
"Oh my- I'm sorry Sophie, I didn't mean to," Sam gasped, turning his head to look at Mr. Kim who had both his brows raised in surprise, and his jaw pushed forward. I gulped thickly before facing him with an apologetic gaze. Mr. Kim let go of his fork and pushed his plate forward before he got up from the table."That was fucked up Sophie," he whispered, hard eyes trained on me as he reached behind him to grab his jacket. I knew best not to let him get angry especially when his emotions were all over the place but I needed him to understand, needed him to hear me out before he took decisions or made his mind about anything. "I'm leaving.""Listen, Nathan," Sam began, pushing himself up from his seat to stand in front of him. "I'm really sorry man, it's not what it looks like. There's nothing going on-"
"Yeah but then today, during the day I heard how Jo explained everything, s-saw his room," Mr. Min let out a soft huff before falling back onto the couch. "I saw how terrified Nathan was, then and now too. H-He's afraid of being judged by us-""Of being thought of as a freak," Josh said, his arms tightening around me and I was suddenly reminded of the conversation that Mr. Kim had heard and how terrified he was after."H-How could I not know? The signs were right there in front of me! Am I-I that dumb?", I whispered, my voice shaking as hot tears rolled down my cheeks. I knew he'd be a lot better in his behaviour if he opted for therapy but I never brought it up thinking that maybe we could just let it go, maybe he'd be over in a few years, that maybe he was just naturally an angry person but nobody was 'naturally' an angry person.There has to be a reason why his mental health is where it is but no matter how hard I tried to think of it, nothing seemed to be of
"W-Where did I go wrong? Where did I fail you? W-Why couldn't you tell me everything, Mr. Kim? What did I do that you had to hide all your struggles from me?", I shook harder and he turned me around. I let my arms wrap around his waist while my tears were wetting his shirt."Nothing, you did nothing wrong. I just couldn't bring myself to say it. I was scared Sophie, scared that you'd be weirded it out, that'd you'd stop coming to see me," he stated but I pushed at his chest."I love you, Mr. Kim! I fucking love you! I will never run away from you, please just stop thinking about things that would never happen!", I yelled slapping his chest out of frustration."I know, I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry. Please tell me what I can do to make you feel better," he pleaded in a soft voice and
There was a loud thud on the door of my bedroom and both of us snapped our necks towards it in alarm. "Guys, please make it quick. You can do this romantic shit when nobody's around," Josh growled in anger from the other side of the door. I snickered while Mr. Kim dropped me onto the bed and tossed me his sweater that I was wearing before bed. "I'm going to need that jersey back," I complained, stretching my body up on my toes before continuing. "It was really comfortable." "Why? Why must I share my clothes with you?", he demanded, now completely dressed and sitting onto the bed with his feet crossed comfortably. "Because I'm willing to share mine, it's just that you won't fit into them," I cheekily grinned before kicking the bathroom door open. Mr. Kim scoffed lightly and leaned against the doorframe, just to watch me brush my teeth. "Get out," I mumbled, mouth cold and fresh because of the toothpaste. "Rude," he mumbled, squi