Taemin
Next to YouAugust 26th
"Why..." he let the question lingered in the air, trying to form the correct words to follow by. He cleared his throat. "I mean, how come you never asked the reason why I was kicked out?"
I choked on my soda. The question caught me off guard. What did I even expect? His questions had always been so direct and abrupt. I composed myself and answered in a rational voice, "Because if you wanted to tell me, then you would. I don't like forcing answers out of people, they would be uncomfortable if I do that, wouldn't they?"
It wasn't like that question never struck me. I let it ponder once in a while. I was curious what was the reason that caused his parents to do something as ridiculous as disowning their son. Now that he had mention it, did he wanted me to ask him? Was I supposed to force it out of him? I wasn't quite sure.
"I see," he responded in a sullen manner. I'd lie if Jongin's changes of mood didn't frustrate me at times. I tried my best to disregard it and continue with my portion of meal.
When we got into my car, I was struck at the unknown tension in the air. I knew we were both aware that this silence was unlike our comfortable ones. However, none of us tried to lighten it at all. I was uncertain if I did something to upset him or if I should apologize. I believed that I didn't do anything wrong. What the hell was going on? I the radio to void the dryness of our nonexistent conversations.
"Hey." My ear caught on his mutter even through the music.
"Yes?" I replied.
"Have you ever dated anyone?"
Another incoming unexpected question that hit personal spots, delivered by Kim Jongin. Yippie. I raked upon memories of high school days before answering, "A few girls. But I don't even remember their names now." Wow that last sentence made m
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