⟨ suhjun ⟩
A brief glance, and she looked away shortly afterwards. Their eyes met again, but this time it was his turn to turn his head into a different direction and pretend like he hadn’t seen her, let alone pay attention to the female. Perhaps ( or rather very likely ) his attitude was a tad too childish and a bit unusual too, for Junmyeon wasn’t accustomed to shyness or reticence, except when he was putting himself into isolation again meaning he refused to stay in contact with most people because he got too much thinking or work to do.
But today wasn’t one of these days, on the contrary: it was him being moody again and when that happened, then people usually avoided to stick around because when in this state, Junmyeon often loved to point out flaws, critize and snap at other people. While he knew he was being awfully rude, he just couldn’t help it - there was a time where he desperately wanted company, and there was also a time where he wanted nothing but to be left alone. For some strange reason however, most people struggled to give him what he wanted and kept on bothering him instead and sure, he could see where that was coming from, too. They were worried because they were his friends; but in his eyes, friendship consisted of mutual respect for one another and it certainly wasn’t helping when he wouldn’t be granted a little space.
“Why are you here, Holly?” There was another question hidden behind his words, but he trusted that she was smart enough to figure out what exactly he wanted to know; what do you want from me?
It was the first time he opened his mouth to direct words at her, the first time he bothered to let her know he acknowledged her presence before his head was raised and an eyebrow was cocked, implying he was waiting for her to answer.
█ ▌ From the moment Junmyeon had acknowledged her presence, Holly held her breath. For a fleeting moment she forgot what it was like to breath. To be able to act on whim, without the fear of consequence. It was a foreign feeling. One that she could not fully comprehend no matter how she looked at it. It just didn't make any sense to her. ‘When did that all change?’ she often asked herself. ‘When did it begin to spiral down?’ Holly desperately wanted to ask him, to hear what he had to say... but she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
█ ▌ Instead she finds herself in perplexing situation such as these, where she could over analyze a small detail that may or may not even be significant. It was all very confusing and the more she thought about it the stronger the throb in her head began to pound. If it wasn’t for her hope of being able to be comfortable with him again, she doesn't think she would have the courage to reply back to him. To answer his questions and have him hear her out.
█ ▌ At first she doesn’t trust her words to carry the full weight of what she felt. ‘What if I say the wrong thing or my intentions become misconstrued?’ she began to doubt herself. There was always room for error no matter how much she plans it all out in advance. ‘Would he even believe what I have to say?’ She just prayed to God that he would.
█ ▌ Chewing on the bottom of her lip, Holly contemplated on what to say next. How she replies back to him can either make or break whatever relationship they still have left. ❝ I umm... well, you see, I just came by to tell you this, ❞ she slowly drawled out. ❝ I hope you find someone you can't live without, Junmyeon. In all sincerity, I really do. And I hope you never have to know what it's like to have to try and live without them. ❞
















