Description
It's a rainy Tuesday. Jinyoung sits alone in a Starbucks lifelessly sipping on the remnants of a cold latte staring out of the large front window. Droplets race down the glass, colliding with each other and hurrying to the bottom. It's almost ironic; as the rain falls in eager droplets, so does a single tear from Jinyoung's eyes. It's been three days since they've talked. Sure, they may have broken up, but you would expect a three year relationship to amount to more than just "goodbye." He looks down at his iPhone, scrolls aimlessly for a moment before shoving it back into his pocket. Don't do it. You'll regret it. He can't tell you anything he hasn't already said. It'll only hurt more. All of these uninvited thoughts coarse through Jinyoung, stinging his already broken heart. It's one thing to be physically apart from someone, but it's a whole different story when you're emotional detached from them too - or at least trying to be. You can love somebody so much... But you can never love someone as much as you can miss them. Fuck, he missed Jaebum. As the rain continues to drum away at the window, Jinyoung feels a surge of inhibition wash away from his mind; he has to do it. He has to hear his voice. Touch him. Be in the same space as him. He needs to.
Petrichor
