Like paint on a canvas. . . life can seem unorderly, and crazy up close. But. . . If you take a step back, and realize what you're looking at is beautiful art-work. . . You'll feel a whole lot more at peace than looking at it point-blank in the face.
That's what I figured I have to do now. Now that Suga is home and okay. I have to think of others instead of just myself. I have to care about their feelings too. So now when I am asked a question, I make sure to talk it over. I think it's started to annoy the guys.
They don't mind though. Hobi and Yoongs went out to coffee today. Me and Kook home. Joon took Jin and Tae shopping for food. So it was just me and Jungkook at home all day. We simply sat there. In the quiet. Fingers intertwined. Because that's how it is now.
We don't need to be talking, or kissing, in order to enjoy each-other's presence. It's just there. Just us. Just here. Even now, as I think about how crazy this past month has been. I glance at K. "Hey Kookie?" I ask quietly, frightening myself with my own voice.
Jungkook smiles at me. "Yeah?" he asks, seemingly calm for him not liking the quiet much. I sigh deeply. "Yoongi said he forgives me, but, do you?" my throat suddenly feels tight. Kook brings our held hands up to his face and kisses mine, sending a shiver up my spine.
"I will always forgive you Jimin-ssi. Okay?" he looks at me lovingly, wide open soul. I nod my head as Yoongi and J-Hope walk in, Jungkook getting up from the couch. My voice gets caught in my throat, and then, Jungkook is hugging Suga. And Suga him.
I want to cry at the this special but small moment. A moment of utter forgiveness and heart. I dry my tears casually as JIn bursts through the door holding a bag, Taehyung and Namjoon saunter in after him, laughing obnoxiously loud.
Tae looks victorious. "We brought food and drinks!" he says happily. J-Hope steals Jin's bag and starts rifling through its contents. Smiling wide. "What's in there J-H?" Kookie asks peeking over Hope's shoulder nosily.
I simply laugh at them as simple provisions of plenty of categories are passed out. Everyone draping across laps and chairs with such friendly ease. My heart swells from it. This is how life should always be, a masterpiece of a painting examined from a distance.
Cuz if you look too closely. . . you miss stuff. So focused on your happiness, or your wants. That you don't notice someone else's. So here I sit, squished between Tae and Kook. And I am smiling, because everyone else is smiling. And you know what?
Cuz if you look too closely. . . you miss stuff. So focused on your happiness, or your wants. That you don't notice someone else's. So here I sit, squished between Tae and Kook. And I am smiling, because everyone else is smiling. And you know what? It feels good.
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