[Drabble] Silence
Jung Hoseok was loud.
He was loud during interviews and broadcasts, variety and radio shows. He was loud at the dorm and at dinner;
“Hoseok, it’s just pizza.” - “But it has extra cheese!”
He was loud in the evening and in the morning;
“Hoseok, I’m still sleeping.” - “Yeah, well, the sun’s not the only thing that’s up.” - “Oh my fucking god.”
He was loud at breakfast and in the shower;
“For the last time, Hoseok, those are not the lyrics!” - “They are now, stop interrupting my session!”
He was always louder than everyone else, laughing harder than everyone else, hiding more than anyone else. It was his way of being strong for the people around him, his way of cheering others up and his way of offering support and comfort. Hoseok was as loud as his heart was big and his smile was bright; and you loved him, you loved him so much for trying and caring and caring for you.
Because Hoseok was always loudest when you were drowning in silence; when doubts and darkness where swallowing up all the sounds; when the poison in your heart and in your head numbed your senses and your body; when you were paralyzed by the idea that nothing you could do was enough, that you were not enough.
When you lost your words and your mind, Hoseok was there to talk you through it and calm your thoughts. When you lost your voice, Hoseok was there to help you find the strength to scream. And when your heart was too cold to feel, Hoseok enveloped you in his warmth and showed you how to cry.
And when you were collapsed on the floor, stripped and bare and raw, Hoseok lifted you up and took you in his arms; and he danced around in the living room with one arm around your waist and the other holding onto your hand as if he was never going to let you go; and he sang your favorite song at the top of his lungs to chase the last of the darkness and the silence away, until your space, yours and his and you and him, was filled with nothing but his voice and your laughter.
And sometimes he would sing louder than usual, gladly accepting a burden that wasn’t his to bear, if it meant that you could escape the silence a day, an hour, a second longer this time.
Jung Hoseok was loud.
But when he was silent it was when he was holding you at night, his arms tightly wrapped around his most precious reason to laugh harder and be stronger than everyone else; for you, anything for you, and he would close his eyes and whisper, because he knew he would be heard over the silence;
I love you, and I will always be here for you.
A/N: If any of you ever need someone, I’m here to dance with you.
