"So this is how the rain feels"
His smile never leaves his lips as those words are spoken. He wanted to feel the rain... is that it?? Just to feel the rain.
He still doesn't move an inch even though I am closer with every step I take. My hands start sliding the raincoat of my shoulders as I make my way toward him. Not even caring about what his reaction might be. It doesn't matter if I scare him, surprise him, or make him push me away, I hang the rain coat's cap on his head and cover his shoulders with the material.
His eyes soften when the cap covers his view of the night sky and now when I'm close enough, I can see the small drops of rain falling from the tips of his wet hair. His cheeks are pale and his lips red but the darkness that is surrounding us won't let me read the expression on his face.
"You'll catch a cold. Idiot" I say and he lowers his gaze letting out eyes meet. Finally I can see the calm version of him. Not a slight sight of panic or fear in them. In the middle of this storm full of thunders and flashing clouds his eyes are calm and tired. Maybe he cried since they are slightly red as well.
He looks at me and his mouth opens but only after a few seconds words are spoken.
"Wh- What did you say" The rain finally starts to wet my clothes as well. Starting from the top of my head traveling down my hair and finally hitting the material of my shirt.
Should I be surprised at his question?? I don't even open my mouth. It probably looks like I'm ignoring his question while staring directly at his eyes. Who was the last person to say that to him?? Who was the last person to worry about him standing in the rain with only socks on his feet, clothes soaked up and his hair swimming in rain. Did he ever hear those words at all??
"Why.. why did you say that" His voice sounds stable but like a broken string. Did he already catch one??
"You look cold" I say while not even putting a single sign of hesitation in my voice. My eyes look away as my fingers slowly reach for his hand and I can feel his cold fingers around mine. Without saying a word I start to walk back toward the house. I can hear his steps one by one leaving traces of human foot in the mud.
"Don't go out without shoes on ever again, don't go out without an umbrella or a rain coat if it's raining ever again. Don't go out without putting on a jacket if it's cold ever again." My head turns enough for me to catch his gaze. He is looking down at my hand that is dragging him with me. Why is he staring at it like that?? Like he has never felt the worth of a nother person on his skin.
"If I decided to help you, I might as well keep you alive" His gaze finally raise up and he looks at me. I fix my eyes on the road in front of us trying to escape his confused stare. I don't know how to respond to the look he gives me. I don't know what is the right thing to say when I look straight into his eyes. I don't know what I'm supposed to do in the next moment when he looks at me with that much confusion inside of them.
"Mhm.." His weak response is enough for now. Him letting me touch him is surprising enough considering the fact he almost broke my arm 12 hours ago. I'm going to be happy if he voluntarily sits in the same room as me and Minho for now.
Step by step we reach the house and I take him straight for the bathroom.
"Can you take a shower on your own??" his eyes confusingly look at me and then at the bathroom.
"S- shower??" I don't know when is the last time he took a shower on his own but I don't have nay intentions to help him with cleaning himself.
"Look" I push pass him and make my way toward the bathtub. "If you pull this up water will start coming out of here. If you push it left cold water will come out and if you push it right hot water will come out." I look at him to see how much he actually understood and it's almost cute how he seems to be revising what I just said.
His finger goes left and right at the two switches between cold and hot water. After he seems like he memorised what I said he looks at me and nodes his head.
"Wait here, I'll bring you some clothes and a towel" before I can exit the bathroom, he stops me with yet another question.
"Towel??" I look at him. Doesn't he know what a towel is?? Or he just doesn't know what it's used for?? This time I'm the confused one as he keeps looking at my eyes waiting for the answer to come.
"S- So you can wipe the water off your body after you're done washing yourself" I say and he is still looking at me with the same expression on his face.
"Don't you use towels to wipe your hands and face??" Ahh... so this is why he's confused. He has never seen a big towel?? Why do I have a feeling that getting him off the drug will be like raising a 5 years old kid.
"There are different sizes of towels. Like this one" I take the towel that was hanged next to the sink and hold it in front of him "This is a medium towel. You mostly use it to wipe your hands, than you have small towels that you use in the kitchen and big which you use for showering."
His mouth opened a bit wider as he nods a few times. "Wait here.... And I really mean wait. Don't move." I can't help but walk out a bit anxious, since last time I told him to stay still, he basically crossed half of the hospital.
I quickly walk up the stairs and up to Minho's room. Squirrely's clothes are in Minho's room since we figured out there is no point of them being in Squirrely's, because half of the time he is asleep.
Thank god his room is well organized. In the corner of it I can see a bunch of bundles one on another. I swear to go this dude is like an old man sometimes.
I take out Squirrely's bundles and take out a pair of coating of everything, so he'll be nicely wrapped in warmth for the rest of the day. I close the bundles and return them back to the corner of the room.
As I walk back down toward the bathroom I see Squirrely absorbing a toothbrush very carefully. Has he never used a toothbrush before neither?? His teeth are pretty shiny thought, someone probably brushed his teeth for him as well.
He runs his finger through the toothbrush playing with the upper part. It's kinda cute to be honest, his eyes are literally glowing like he is discovering a toothbrush for the first time. And he probably is or it's been a while since he has seen it.
I'm wondering how his memories are arranged inside his head. Since he has been taking the drugs for so long his memories are probably mixed up quite a lot.
Wait a minute... Isn't that my toothbrush . . . ?? I step into the bathroom and put down the clothes before taking my toothbrush out of his hands. He silently steps back but I ain't leaving him to hang like that. I pull out a new toothbrush that Minho bought for him a few days ago, we really did think about everything.
"This one is yours and don't play with it. It's for cleaning your teeth so don't touch the upper part with dirty hands." he nods again without saying a single word.
"Your clothes are there. Just wash your body with water, put the clothes on and come out" I earn yet another nod from him and this is my signale to leave him in his own hands.
I close the door and immediately look for my phone. I need to call Minho and tell him I found Squirrely and I truly hope he took his phone with him, because I don't wanna leave my best friend in this awful storm.
Thank god one of us still has some brain cells left because he did take his phone.
"Any news??" I can feel in his voice that he truly hopes I have some. And good ones as well. I know enough about him to know he doesn't like to walk around the woods in mud and while thunders are hitting everywhere around him.
"Came home. I found him" I say and his reaction almost throws me to the ground.
"Oh thank god I'm feel like a statue because I can't move a single finger anymore. I think we'll have to cut off my fingers since they froze while looking for a very cute drugged guy. Also do you know how many trees are out here I'm like asking to die right now." Before he continuous his traumatized list of events I cut him off with my laugh.
"I see. Your mouth is doing pretty well thought." He joins the laughter and soon after that hangers up the phone.
I didn't really mind it untill now but it's starting to get annoying. My clothes are totally soaked and even my hair is wet. I scolded Minho for going inside the living room while being cover in water but here I am rolling on the floor.
I hear Squirrely start the shower. What was he doing untill now?? A small scream of pain is heard from the bathroom as I remember I forgot to tell him the general left and right and not his left and right. He probably understands now after burning his skin.
I take the chance and surf the net while waiting for the two boys. One day passed by now, a single day since I hit my coworker and got Squirrely out of the hospital.
I thought it will take longer to normally talk to him, but I did it in one day. I know it's not over just with talking to him. We have a long way to go.
'Crazy nurse kidnaps a patient from a mental hospital.'
'Should we be worried about the kidnapper or the psychopath on the run??'
'Will the president be blackmailed after his son got kidnapped??'
Aren't they going overboard with this. How did they get so much material in only a day. If Squirrely's father is the president it 's easy for him to cover this up... unless he doesn't want to cover it up.
What would he get out of this situation?? I scroll through a few more articles reading some here and there. This is confusing me.
Did the president let this get out so easily or does he have really close enemies that want to destroy his reputation??
Time flies by and I don't even notice when Minho enters the house. Only after he slams the shoes covered in mud in the hallway I head his small curst. He is pretty dry only his socks were probably swimming in his shoes, since they are really wet.
He takes his socks off and throws them on the floor. His finger points toward the bathroom where the water running can be heard. Knowing what he means I just nod my head and he jumps on the floor next to me.
"Look at this" I hand him the phone and he scrolls through the page.
"Weird" Before he continuous the water in the bathroom stops making him looks at me.
"Is he normal?? I mean, he's not going to bite me right" Well I won't lie. I don't know what he will do after he sees Minho. After all they literally almost choked eachother just 13 hours ago.
I shrug my shoulders at him and he just looks at me expressionless. I guess we won't wait long to find out. The door of the bathroom open and Squirrely's voice catches both of our attention.
"C- can you show me something??
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Yesterday 3RACHA were live for Chan's room ep. 100 and if you watched you should. For me yesterday was probably one of the most fun and chaotic episode of Chan's room. The matching pants tho ð.