Home
A heavy sigh, and then an exhausted rub on face. "Won't tell you buckle up just yet, cause you can't but at least help me with these boxes." Ara said to Daehye as she collapsed on the bed.
"My eyes hurt, head too." She sat up and then punched her left shoulder.
"That's expected." Ara wasn't able to say much, she knew that she had to resonate with her cousin's silence.
After a minute or so a sad smile crept on Daehye's face, "We were so hyped up to shift here." Ara then kept the box labelled as 'books' on the study table and then climbed on the bed and laid down beside her. "Yeah we were, we had so many plans regarding this- still do."
"I'm sorry for ruining this for us." Daehye side hugged her. "You didn't, your ex did. You'll move on." She was sure of this, breakups were meant to hurt and they did when the relationship was a real deal. In Daehye and Jay's case it seemed too real, real to a point where Ara could've bet that they were meant to be.
Turns out it was never that way, no one suspected: it was the first ever night, it was supposed to convey that they both loved each other- enough to submit themselves. Who knew that he would break up with her just in the morning. Making her feel so used, her ego shattered more than her heart. Her self respect was no where to be seen.
"Yeah I will. It's in progress. And this studio house? We will make the best of it, not today or tomorrow but someday. There will be hydrangeas in the small garden, a big library down there in the living area, so many things man. It's gonna be so aesthetic." Daehye finally breathed in.
Feeling relieved that she was excited but a part of her heart- no a chemical reaction inside her neurons, maybe really wanted Jay to be here.
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There was nothing to shift, except his clothes. The penthouse had inbuilt furniture, the kitchen had the dishes, the ground to ceiling windows had custom curtains. He should've felt good about this.
Jimin bought a house, a fucking big ass with a ginormous huge hefty amount he had to pay for but who cares he's a millionaire penthouse. Yeah.
It should've felt good. Why did it feel hollow? Perhaps something's absence was felt. "It's someone, not something." Taehyung patted his shoulder and pulled out a dining chair. He was right.
Grace. She was missing.
Despite all his efforts, both of their schedules were so dead locked that he wasn't able to show her the property. And when his efforts came to a halt, he finally decided to give her a surprise without letting any hints creep.
Guilt shot up his veins, he should've dragged her out of the station and showed this to her. What was this of any use now. Nothing.
"You'll be alright." Was all Taehyung said, he didn't know when though. It seemed like he would never be alright after this. How could someone be? Grace and Jimin were supposed to be endgame for each other. It wasn't that way though. Because if our emotions don't, then nature plays a dirty game.
Ruins it all, like it meant nothing ever.
"I hope I will be." Jimin at least wished that his peace came back to him. "I worked hard for this you know? You do. For this house and stuff, I really wasn't expecting to move in like this. All drowned, hopeless, guilt all over me."
Taehyung didn't say a lot, rather he asked him to get up and he hugged him. Like that would convey his words. "I love you okay?"
"I love you too." Jimin said back. There's love in everything, in their friendship. But for now love seemed long gone.
It wasn't after a year that Taehyung and Ara were talking to each other on the phone, everyone unaware that they were on the talking stage. "Jimin wasn't happy when he moved in."
At that point, Ara guessed it just a slight. Maybe Jimin and Daehye were never meant to find home in the persons they expected to be their everything.
Maybe there was a slight chance that the people who found themselves to have no roof of love over their heads, would maybe find their home in each other.
Their ex lovers didn't get to see their houses, maybe, just maybe because Jimin and Daehye were supposed to make their home, in each other, with each other.
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